[sebbie]

Part LXLV

What I am doing is all very serious and done in the name of science. From the perspective of penis health and rehabilitation as well as for the more general treatment of Erectile dysfunction, it is generally known that the cycles guy ordinarily go through with the penis filling with blood and then becoming flaccid ideally occur several times a night. (Some of you probably thought these cycles along with an occasional wet dream were simply a nuisance.) It turns out they are vital in male equipment maintenance. So anything that can be done to encourage these cycles is good. How about doing some penis pumping followed by some traditional masturbation to just below the orgasm level, a warm bath and finally a snug swim brief as sleepwear. Fine, but how I will know if I accomplished anything with respect to my penis rehab?

Last night, for example, I had gone to sleep quickly but then woke up at 1 AM feeling like I had just watched an erotic dream, but I had no recollection of the plot. Guys each wearing penis pumps and pumping each other? Who knows? Except to say that my penis was telling me that it felt really really good surrounded by the swim brief down there. At minimum I was pretty convinced that my organ had gone through a cycle.

I fell back asleep. It was now 5 AM. I woke up again and my penis was still telling me it really liked where I was and I was still feeling horny as all get out.

Anyone who has followed me at all realizes I am a big fan of precum and precumming. After my prostatectomy I discovered that my Cowper’s glands, the biological source of all of this fun drops of ooze were still a part of me except that they were wired through the same nerve structure that gets damaged when the prostate comes out. At 6 AM this morning I pulled off the swim brief I had worn all night long and there were some telltale drops of precum. All of this is working as it was designed.

But remember I still had not gotten off. I was still feeling way horny and focused on my male body parts and the sensations they make. Its daytime and I need to get though the day so I could get back to pumping, masturbating and all the rest of my evening activities.

Also, if you have read any of what I have written you realize that I am really fond of wearing thongs, straps, cups and compression gear. Why not dress today wearing everything that seems to make me feel horny? Then I can go into my pumping this evening still feeling quite aroused. Things are slow, and I’m pretty much sheltering in place. Since I live alone I can wear whatever turns me on, literally.

I must have one of those thongs with the elastic cord narrow enough to cut between my glutes. Oh, here in one. I get into that with a bit of struggle. Now a pair of undersized tighty whites and a long sleeved compression tee. Next up, a strap with a cup, one of those nice hard undersized cups that always feel so deliciously good down there. My snug black Tesla compression pants over that as well, and then to top everything off a pair of black Russell football pants, undersized as well and cinched up snug with those strings and a belt. This stuff, taken together feels great and keeps me feeling way horny.

Hey wait. I’ve got my exercises to do. My rowing machines and my stationary bike. Can I really engage in all these activities wearing this stuff? Already my thong pouch has a lot of precum in it not a little, and I remain quite aroused. Still the medical advice is to make sure you get into a situation where you feel horny in order to build a healthy penis. And tonight I am going to crawl back into the pump again and do some pump edging, followed by some masturbation edging. A warm bath. A tight swim brief. I’m starting to like this a lot. That thong strap feels really great. I like how much precum the thong pouch is collecting. The cup keeps me from touching my penis. I couldn’t get to it even if I wanted to touch it. But that frustration is part of the fun. Nothing like wanting to do something you aren’t able to do.

What will happen tonight Will I get off, or will I keep edging near the limits of what I can tolerate. I don’t know. But this has been a great way to spend time “sheltering in place.”

To be continued…