Cock Obsessed

Other blogs give me ideas for posts; not necessarily the actual post, sometimes it’s comments left by readers. One recent comment on our buddy Scott’s SJT2 caught my attention and I just had to leave a response. Scott’s post was about how he and a bunch of his friends had a discussion in the bar about another dude’s dick. While I can’t remember the exact comment that struck me, it was something along the lines of… Oh, fuck it, here’s the direct lift: “Love it -- shows how even "str8" guys are occupied with dick and talk about it. …”

Well, of course straight guys are occupied with dick and discuss it! All men are occupied with cock – really we are. Sexual orientation has never entered the equation when it comes to obsessing about cocks – our own or the next guy’s. And the reason is quite simple: We’re men, we all have one.

We obsess over our own poles because we’re rather fond of them. The amount of pleasure we derive, no matter how we get it, is what keeps us thinking about our manly tools. We obsess over the others in existence for a variety of reasons, but the main one seems to be in an effort to compare size. ‘Cause we’re obsessed with that, too. 90% of the male population would love to get another inch or two added to what hangs – or stands – between their legs. And why not? More just means added pleasure, right? Well, sort of.

We compare to see how we measure up – it’s an ancient ritual. We want to know if our ability to plant seed further into the vaginal canal exceeds that of the next guy. Pretty simple.

Our minds are on our dicks more times a day than any other thing in our lives. When we have to fish it out to piss, shake off the last drop, and stuff it back into our pants afterward;

 when we get the spontaneous BOE (read the post);

when they’re twitchin’ and itchin’ for attention;

when we wash it taking a shower, skinning back that foreskin if we have one;

when we wake up with that morning boner;

when/if we shave the hair off the shaft; when it needs to be adjusted in our shorts to a comfortable position. And, of course, when we jack off.

Obsession with cock is pretty normal, so we might as well admit it and talk about them. Maybe it’ll loosen more men up to admit to flogging the log. Maybe that would get them to acknowledge mutual whack-off is okay. Or, better still, maybe it would get more men to begin a dialogue with their sons about jacking off, the health benefits of getting those nuts off on a regular basis, and learning how to get more enjoyment out of that hunk of meat hanging between their legs.