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Originally Posted by Daktari

It's not a conversation I've ever come across outside this internet forum either Snowy.

Not once have I come across a woman in my life who insisted I bought new silicone for her either. Far from it. Not one has even implied it. Whilst I did a lot of oat sowing along the way, like many of us, I found being uber open and honest about sex along with all the lovely stuffs around it, seems to engender trust and a level of respect from those women I personally seem to come across. Am I unusual in this? I doubt it.

The first lump of silicone I strapped most days, was given to me by a femme friend who had bought it because it was her 'ideal' cock to be used with her. Well, yasee, this was the first toob of bendy silicone fun that I actually 'bonded' with and I felt wanted to be considered a part of me. It was a new experience. Up to that point all my 'cocks' were actually just black silicone, non-realistic, dildos. All of which I still own. Can't have too many in the collection eh! It was this femme who eventually introduced Ex.Mrs.D and me.

'My Cock', the inanimate lump of silicone, then became instilled with my values and moral code because I chose to ascribe it such. I consider that lump of pinkish silicone (A different one than the original) to be part of my body, despite it's detachability. This includes the other detachable softy lump of silicone that gets attached in the morning. Just like putting on specs each day really. Or being able to take out a plate of teeth.

I know I'm just rehashing what many of us say about our lump of silicone being part of us. I guess what I want to so is...because I'm a respectful sorta person, so is my willy.

I'm enjoying thinking around the subject and hearing everyone's point of view, even when I don't agree with that pov.

no. I never ran cross it. I only ever saw it on forums. Never with people I was ever with. not once. But like I said, me and the kind of people that do long term serial monogamy don't seem to cross paths in the bedroom much.

Ok, that's a lie. but it's on such a casual basis that they just don't ask who else I'm screwing - they know I am - and it's their decision to be there. And either they bring their own or they haven't got one and mine is fine.