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Sinful Sunday 358 – Self loathing

Posted in Male pubic waxing, Sinful Sunday, Sinful Sunday Pick-of-the-week with tags , , , , on February 17, 2018 by Accidental Masturbator

Self loathing takes many forms. For some it manifests as a dislike for their body, whilst others dislike their personality. I suspect I am not unlike most people, especially the noble band of sexual misfits that regularly submit exhibitionist images for Sinful Sunday: there are some aspects of my personality which I like, and some I would willingly change if I could figure out how; similarly there are parts of my body I like, and others that do not take a form that pleases me to look at.

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Posted in Male pubic waxing with tags , , , on September 22, 2012 by Accidental Masturbator

After Oops!, my pubes have grown back. And as ever I’ve taken my eye off the ball (pun intended!) and I have a hairy bush again. Well, hairy for me anyway – my pubes are probably about ¾” long. Hardly a forest I know, but when it comes to my man fuzz, I far prefer a neatly trimmed suburban hedge to untamed scrubland.

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DLS #7: Oops!

Posted in Dirty Little Secrets, Male pubic waxing with tags , , , , , , , on June 21, 2012 by Accidental Masturbator

It was a bad morning. If you’re reading today’s two posts in the right order you’ll know why. And after the world had sucked, major league, I headed off to my appointment to get my pubes waxed. On arriving, the usual greeting …
Zoe:  “How’s things?”
Me: “Don’t ask.”
Zoe: “You having a bad day too? Have a seat and I’ll be with you in a minute … Right, come on through and tell me all about it. What’s up?” Continue reading

Hair today. Gone tomorrow.

Posted in Male pubic waxing, Sex with my wife with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 2, 2012 by Accidental Masturbator

It was maybe 16 or 17 hrs after She’s tentatively sucked my engorged tip that it occurred to me She’d been up close and personal with my freshly waxed cock, with the lights on, and hadn’t said a word about it. We rarely talk much during sex, so on one level it’s not that surprising, but it would be nice to know She paid enough attention to that body part which I love so much, and which She was licking and sucking, to have noticed it was far far less hairy than the last time She’d paid it any attention. Continue reading

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