Saturday 15 August 2020

Lust Through the Years

Dear Diary,

I know its been quite some time since we communicated, but with this pandemic virus and isolation, the possibilities for intimate socializing have been zero. Sure, I wrote last year, "Vale Sir Lust", but the demise of my lust is slightly exaggerated. Whilst my "get up and go" has not entirely "got up and gone", with chemical assistance and a lot of effort, I can "get it up" occasionally, but the "go" is only a trickle. But worse, the lustful urges are just a slightly sad, warm memory.

At least, one of the benefits of aging, is time and history for introspection and reminiscence. One of those observations, is the way lust changes through the years. Briget Delaney asked for Erotic Journals about being "Lustful" - I cover the range of lust here, but I don't think there's too much erotica in it.

Pubescent Lust - Learning, Dreaming, Wishing, Waiting, Discovery

As a pre-teen boy, from those earliest stirring in the loins, you knew that you were at the start of something wonderful, of manhood. There was the discovery that rubbing and friction produced a wonderful feeling, and then the magic of an erection - was "Jack and the beanstalk" really a youngster's erotic tale? 

Then came the obligatory "sex education" talk - what a waste of an hour - just medical talk about sperm, follopian tubes, eggs and the uterus; all about reproduction and absolutely nothing useful about "sex". Real sex-ed occurred in the school yard, especially from boys who had older brothers, where we learnt about sticking your 'willy' into something called a 'cunt'. But it was the secrecy of something illicit that stirred the excitement. Then occasionally there were the crumpled "dirty pictures" that surreptitiously got passed around.

This was the beginning of "lust". The stories, pictures and imaginings warmed the loins and triggered erections - oooh, the pleasure. From rubbing against playground equipment and shimmying up poles to get an erection, we graduated to masturbation and the wonder of ejaculation. Sexual thoughts and dreams seemed to consume the whole day. Sexual dreams were so intense, you could wake up with a very hard erection and pajamas wet with ejaculate, or more embarrassing, wets sheets and the worry that mum might find them.

Lust on the Doorstep of Adulthood

In the late teens, we discovered "lads mags" and saw the naked female form in all its voluptuous beauty, for the first time. For most guys, this was the time of dates, of dances, of sexual exploration, fumbling gropes in the back row of the picture theatre. Some even progressed "all the way".

But for me, growing up in a straight-laced religious family, where dancing was almost evil, and rock music the call of the devil, head-lined by that hip-swivelling  personification of evil, Elvis Presley, that was leading the youth of the world down the path to eternal damnation. The growth of my sexual life was stunted to say the least, though lust persisted. But how could something so natural for all men (I had still to learn about women's lust), be considered the source of temptation to sin?

Eventually, I left home in my tertiary years and my first serious female relationship developed. We progressed through snogging, to gropes, but never "down there".

Lust in Marriage - For Better or Worse

I quickly discovered that my marriage was not going to be "lust-full" - there were all sorts of emotional, medical and sexual baggage. But we stuck it out and 90% of the time I had to DIY. Lust was different now - it was an aching longing for what should be but I didn't have. Despite ongoing serious medical issues, a child was eventually planned and conceived, thanks to the Billings method and coitus once a month whether she wanted to or not - the most frequent sex we had in our entire married life.

With 18 years of further medical issues with our child, on top of aggravated medical problems for my wife, sex took a very distant back seat, from zero to once a year, a "sympathy" fuck at best. 

Work took me away interstate at times for up to a week, so there were many lonely nights with daily porn and masturbation for my unsated lust.

Post Middle Age Liberated Lust

With the mortgage paid off, the family left home and medical condition much settled, I thought we might have a second chance to develop a sex life. But it wasn't to be. She finally got up the courage to tell me that she didn't enjoy sex and never had and would rather not have any ever again.

Well that was a kick in the guts. I was a faithful husband, had a beautiful family, a good career, but my identity as a "man" was in doubt. My painful lust descended into depression. It was a woman at work, divorced and in a new relationship, that opened my eyes to understand that I had to take responsibility for my own happiness, in spite of circumstances. And so I decided to take the plunge into paying for sexual satisfaction.

Well that was probably the best thing I could have done. Depression lifted, I was coping at home as a carer better. There was so much I was learning about women's sexuality, pleasuring each other, and the whole package of close intimate 'relationships' (I guess I was very lucky in my selection of my ladies-of-pleasure way above the average sex-worker).

Lust was quite different now. After each encounter, the euphoria lasted over a week. Around the 3 week mark (I was in my late 50s after all), the wonderful lustful urge became almost all consuming, so I just slipped out for another "long lunch" or left work a little early for a stop-off on my way home, to catch up with one of my wonderful ladies. Lust was moving on from just wanting/needing to "get my rocks off", to desire for the the full intimate encounter.

Sexygenarian Lust as One Ages

One day I was seeing a new lady, that wasn't quite up to my usual level of excitement, when lo and behold, I lost my erection mid-coitus. Aging erectile dysfunction had arrived. My doctor prescribed Viagra and everything was wonderful again. Erections were harder and lasted longer. But as a few more years passed, despite a good hard erection, I found it harder to orgasm at all.

The lustful urges were becoming less frequent, and focused on the totality, and I was settling down to a handful of very special regular ladies rather than going on the prowl for a conquests.

Prostate Cancer, Radiotherapy, Declining Lust and the Future

I've covered this topic extensively in recent posts, which brings me back to my introduction at the top of the page. I'm at the point now where I'm wondering if, when I become widowed, whether there will be a last, if somewhat short chance at some intimate sexuality. There are at least two couples in our retirement village that have hooked up or married since coming here. I read about octogenarians fathering children, and one or two of my LOPs have told me of 80+ year old clients coming in for some relief comfort on the way home from visiting their dying wife in hospital. So you never know.

So dear diary, there is one constant throughout life, and that is sexual lust. I have posted some years ago, "I Lust, Therefore I am", our "ID" as defined by Sigmund Freud. We are human sexual beings after all. The most important thing in life, is how we harness our lust to fit in with all the other aspects of life.

"Lustful"

Monday 3 August 2020

The Penis Pandemic

Penises (or should that be penii?) rule the world it seems. Well not the organ itself, but rather the flood of hormones and emotions behind it. I can still (just) remember my youth, of wet dreams and the urge a couple of times a day. But 30 years later, when I had to resort to paying for some relief, although I aimed for monthly, that all consuming urge hit around the 2-3 week mark.

In this age of corona virus, we hear of blue-balls and quarantine cock. Time and again we find horny 20 somethings, believing that their 'right' to male-female social interaction over-rides any public health concerns. Hotels are being fined for not enforcing social distancing, of opening dance floors. South Korea had a similar issue with a chain of night clubs that triggered their 2nd wave of infection.

We were very lucking in Australia with the 1st wave of the Covid19 pandemic. We closed international flights from China in late Jan. to early Feb. even before WHO declared it a pandemic. With no land borders, all international arrivals came through controlled air and sea ports. As travel from all other countries was restricted or closed, within weeks all international arrivals were put into hotel quarantine for 14 days. So Covid was effectively kept out of the country.

The 1st big mistake was the Ruby Princess cruise ship, which had sailed from Sydney, around New Zealand ports and back to Sydney. With falsified medical reports on board, and a rushed turn-around of the ship by the operators, all passengers were let off without testing or quarantine. Several hundred cases and a couple of dozen deaths ensued, probably from one infected waiter.

The state of New South Wales was worst affected and three other states put in hard border restrictions. Over about 4 months, the Australia wide infection rate was very low, with deaths under 30 (in a population of 25 million). And so lockdown restrictions started to be eased.

But then back in June, the state of Victoria started to see a number of outbreak clusters. Without going into lots of detail, it has been discovered that some dysfunctional security firms, were hired to provide guards to staff the quarantine hotels in the state, filled with returned overseas travelers. What has since transpired, is that via a series of sub-contractors, they hired very inexperienced 'guards', even some university students. There was no interviewing, selection or any training or provision of Personal Protective Equipment. They were simply told to bring there own mask. These guys thought it was a piece of cake. One even took advantage of an offer-too-good-to-refuse from a returning sex worker in quarantine.
 Mask up, Percy!
Needless to say, she had brought the virus home from her holiday and passed it on. He went home and passed it on to a range of family members, who in turn spread it to schools and other work sites. So before we knew it, half of the city of Melbourne, of 6 million, had covid clusters popping up everywhere. Next thing we find some aged-care workers had contracted it and it spread like wild-fire through a couple of dozen aged-care homes with dozens of deaths.

Here we are, 8 weeks later with around 700 new cases per day and 4-7 deaths per day. DNA analysis of all these covid cases have identified them as all having derived from that stupid prick of a guard that couldn't keep Percy in his pants. This 2nd wave is now all about community transmission, not international travelers returning, like the 1st wave. As a result, we have just been put into stage 4 lock-down restrictions under a "state of disaster".

Now the northern state of Queensland has been jealousy guarding its almost virus-free status, with stringent checks on all border crossings. But just last week, a couple of young women were picked up for falsifying their declaration at Sydney airport before flying home to Queensland. They failed to declare that they had in fact been in Melbourne, Victoria. Further, their tests showed them as covid positive. They had been out in society about a week since their return. An aged-care nurse that had dined in the same cafe as these ladies on the same day, now tested positive and had worked in the aged-care home one day. When confronted, the ladies admitted to having gone to a party in Melbourne. Mild panic set in.

But back here in Melbourne, a couple of guys on an 'underground' sex-worker clients network, identified these ladies' photographs on an escorts web-site. What's more, among their services they advertised group activities. So the suspicion now is that they were in fact in Melbourne at a Swinger's Party. How many horny men were there? Who infected who? Such a party contravened a number of state covid restriction rules!

So come on guys, I know it's hard, but for the sake of your own health, your loved ones and the general public, you can't afford to let Percy's little head over-rule your big logical head.
 
PS. It has been confirmed that the Queensland girls threw a party at their AirBnB in Melbourne, hosting over 30 men. Police were called after complaints of noise, and fines were issued for breach of Covid gathering size. The girls are also under investigation about involvement with a crime syndicate involved in the theft and transport of luxury items, such as hand-bags, between states. It is believed that it was at the syndicate's direction that documents were falsified in Sydney and their mobile phones destroyed to eliminate incriminating evidence.
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