Years ago my mom sent me a b-day card and she quoted from her diary of decades earlier, “Dr. Brahms just came in to tell me he’d be taking R in a little while to circumcise him” <shreiiiiiik!> TELL her, not ASK her! And curious, 'cause my Dad was fully intact. Growing up saw him plenty of times in casual bathroom sharing; one of us bathing and other come in to pee; either way, saw his thick dick with long overhanging foreskin
In my youthful ignorance, I thought foreskin was something that would grow and “come in” with puberty, sorta like a beard. Particularly amusing since I’m Catholic – “Feast of the Circumcision” ? ? ? (these days it’s been changed to Feast of the Presentation)
I’m not sure how old I was before I knew I’d lost something and it wouldn’t come back.
Soft my dad seemed to have a medium-length, thick sausage with l-o-n-g overhang coming to a lucious nipple. I did get the chance to see him hard once. Family on vacation – mom/sisters one room, dad, brother me in adjoining room. I awoke to see my dad standing in doorway joining rooms, “showing off” to my mom in other room. She signaled him she saw motion in bed behind him–but I’d already seen his flagpole schlong, long, rigid, throbbing, with head still skin-covered. (WOW!) — I was 14(?)—went into the bathroom and jacked off after that.
I figure, from seeing my dad hard, I at least got his niner. Just wish I’d been allowed to keep that foreskin
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