Men: What's your penis, (and other penises for that matter), to you?

In My Humble Opinion
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Comparing notes.

To me, mine or the ones attached to other dudes is a “never mind” signal.

Not female. No cute V shaped girly parts will be observed here. (Move on, nothing to see here). It’s almost like a loincloth in and of itself, hiding the region behind it while at the same time signifying that there actually IS nothing behind it, know what I mean?

From various things I’ve read and heard over the years, I gather that some guys at least some of the time react to other guys’ parts as some kind of threat. You know, like “Ooh, a MALE, could be dangerous” or something like that? I don’t really get that vibe. Just sort of neutral, unless something else is going on.

My own: I can’t really relate to anyone going all ga-ga with lust over it, you know? I just can’t see it as sexual. I mean, obviously it IS, but it doesn’t seem like it. It’s just kinda there. It seems really neutral (I’ve already used that word, haven’t I?) like there are bodies that are intrinsically SEXUAL and then there are these default male versions which aren’t and have these prosaic everyday parts instead.

The size thing: is this for real? It’s hard to believe that more than a minority of guys with strange hangups go around obsessing about the size of their penis. I could see it if it were the main thing that women talked about and cared about, but I’ve never seen any evidence that women get all spontaneously wet and overcome with lust at the sight, thought, or indication of a huge penis, have you? I just don’t get it. I’ve got one; no one glancing at me naked would think “Oh, a female”. What else is there?

Cuteness of guys: Mostly, not applicable; but if you ever wonder how you yourself could be seen as desirable you build some kind of abstraction in your head, don’t you? The vast majority of times I’ve seen guys and thought “Well, THAT guy would definitely qualify as cute”, he’s got clothes on, but on rare occasions exceptions have existed. I recall a guy in the sauna room at the gym, in his late 20s maybe. The presence of his penis was part of him and he had a good body, not bulked up, just kind of streamlined; I didn’t aspire to BE him but I could totally relate to his shape as one that would be attractive.

Mirror: I’m totally vain, are you? Do you glance at self and feel a deep satisfaction that you’ve got THIS body, and consider it cute? Yeah, I do. (not that I do not fault-find. I do that too, but the pleasure in “yes I have this bod” predominates). As I get deeper into middle-age, there’s a definite “hell yeah” that I can still like my bod like that. Somehow the penis is “just there”. Might as well be an elbow for all it contributes, aside from YEESH it would be a massively disturbing thing if it were NOT there, but it’s just kind of a signifier, “yep male”, you know?

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It’s my little soldier, all cute with his little helmet (or his little hooded cloak, depending). Maybe too much penis puppetry is too blame…

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A source of random amusement and disdain. It’s just so aesthetically silly… dangling about, looks like it was tacked on as an afterthought. It has no grace, it sometimes lodges uncomfortably when sitting, it feels ridiculous when naked.

I dunno. I laugh at big boobs too, I mean it’s just helpless fat jiggling about with no use, looking awkward* and getting in the way.
*Only a very small percentage of big boobs can or do look good on the bodies on which they’re attached. For um, large woman especially, large boobs tread the line between silly and gross.

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My own is a nice little friend that makes me feel good, even if only by letting me get rid of some excess fluid.

Everyone else’s is a gross little part of their anatomy that I don’t want to see. It even ruins pornography for me.

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This is fascinating.

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Mine seems somewhat like something that is not really like the rest of my body in the sense that it pretty much just sits there most of the time. Sometimes it seems to be intent on getting in the way or causing other problems - think of snaking out through the flap of the boxers, or being smooshed when you have to cram it into a jock strap. It also seems to be a constant reminder of the temperature…sneaking in out of the cold, and hanging out when it is hot. The rest of me doesn’t do that…

But then it becomes the magic wand…revealing and reveling in my lust. Standing proud and prepared to go. It must be ignored at times, but is a good indicator of my inner self.

I rather like my penis.

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We get along great…but when I’m staring up at the clouds with eyes misting, the cold dewey grass chilling my back, listening to the fascinated and mesmerized murmerings of a dozen admirers as their hazy silhouettes flicker in my periphery I ask myself, “Was stopping that goal shot with my crotch really worth it?”

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Very much like mine and a variety of other ones. Can’t say I find my body cute currently as it’s about 20 pounds heavier then I would like…but the penis makes up for it. It has brought me a numerous others a lot of fun times. :slight_smile:

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for those who were around in the early 70’s I give you the theme to “the Courtship of Eddie’s Father”.
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People let me tell you 'bout my best friend,
He’s a warm hearted person who’ll love me till the end.
People let me tell you 'bout my best friend,
He’s a one boy cuddly toy, my up, my down, my pride and joy.**

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What am I to my penis?

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Penises are important, simply because of the intensity of the pleasure they give us. And soft or hard, they are fun to play with. Balls too. But I wouldn’t use the word “cute”; perhaps “handsome” would be better. And some lucky guys have penises that are totally “hot.”

Too many people have too little pleasure in their lives; we have to appreciate whatever gives us joy. And a penis is a celebration of life itself. Isn’t a penis 50% of where we all came from?

I think the world would be a better place if men greeted each other by stroking each other’s penis, rather than pointlessly shaking hands.

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That really depends… I’ve met men whith whom I only very reluctantly shook hands. I would definitely never have let them stroke my penis.

On all other points: I love my penis a lot more than, say, my pinky toe or my ear lobe. He doesn’t show himself quite as often as my index finger, but when he does, it’s definitely a lot more memorable, to either party. He certainly gets my attention a lot more than my left knee, who, quite frankly, resents me a bit for it, I think. But then again, my knee doesn’t do any tricks like my penis does, so he only has himself to blame.

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I feel mine is definitely an integral part of me, and of course being a gay it’s something that I desire too. I have often found myself stopping when I’m watching a penetration shot in porn and thought “why exactly do I find this attractive?”. I don’t know, I just do, a hard penis being used on someone just looks really good.

I agree it’s not very practical sometimes even though I wear comfortable underwear and don’t have a hugely active lifestyle. I’d hate to be a professional sportsman, that must just get tiresome.

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Well…

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Or this.

I like mine. It’s not the biggest but it makes me and others happy. My only gripe is that it keeps trying to attract my attention at the wrong times. Sorry, driving down a bumpy road is not the time to come out and play. Neither is during a meeting, at the theater, at the grocery store… Actually, it really is an attention hog. Mind you, after we’re done playing we are both content.

I really don’t care for anyone else’s. I might be impressed by the size of ones I see in movies but generally I don’t give them a second thought. When I was in the army there was one guy who was so damn proud of his that he wouldn’t cover up when walking back from the showers. I will admit that I was amazed that he was able to walk with that pendulum swinging there.

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It’s nice to have someone in charge of my ilfe.

Regards,
Shodan

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Oh gar, 5 posts in and already this has turned into a male version of the Vagina Monologues. And hasn’t let up since.

This is a far, far different world from the one I grew up in (but I suppose that’s the OP’s point.)

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Well, it has two very practical uses, all rolled up into one funny looking body part, and you can’t help but love the economy in that. I don’t think about it much, unless I’m really horny, or unless it’s managed itself into a highly uncomfortable position.

What’s even more annoying are the balls; but that’s a whole 'nuther topic.

Other men’s penii? My thoughts never really go there, but if they happen to, I’m usually repulsed, and try to change the subject in my head before I actually start to grimace.

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I guess I have comparatively little to say about my penis.

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Truly!

I would have thought almost all the responses would be something like, “On me, it’s a body part. On another guy, it’s another guy’s body part. Duh.” I would never have suspected the close personal relationships described here. I’ve got to ask my husband about this.

Carry on!