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Sexual health isn’t only the absence of disease, but an optimal sexual state when we thrive. Sex expresses our identity, happiness, creativity and pleasure. Male sexual health ensures that.
The Vasectomist, a documentary of the work of Dr. Doug Stein a global mission to quell overpopulation and poverty when everyone has access to a vasectomy.
Condoms are the party favor of sexuality whether you’re playing with vaginal, anal or oral sex. Condoms are part of the fun.
Guy sexual health doesn’t always look like stuff about sexuality. This New Year look at guy sexual health examines things like sleep and friends and play.
Like fireworks without the bang, post orgasmic illness syndrome (POIS) leaves guys gun shy about ejaculating. Rare, but it packs a punch in your sex life. No one knows how common of a sexual malady POIS is.
Genital shaving, body grooming or manscaping, call it what you want. Private grooming is an overlooked detail in the personal and sexual lives of guys. Here’s someplace to start, a few tips to get you going on your way to a tidier private you.
Men’s sexual health goals are no different than fitness goals. Sexual health is no different than physical or mental health. Sex is nutrition, exercise, positive mental focus and prayer.
Someone said that for a guy, knowing your own male sexual anatomy is not unlike admiring the great equipment under the hood of a new car. Read the manual and find out where everything is, then try it out and see what it will do.
The stakes are miles higher when sexual expression and meaningful pleasure is just beyond your reach and it seems like destiny may never provide the mysterious sexual language that feeds your soul. When you meet altered sensations, you face dizzying forks in your journey.
I use the same wisdom in most areas of life — Caution when doing anything permanent. So, any talk about measuring or cutting with regard to my penis tends to give me wildly conflicting emotions. Circumcision still gives me more than chills.
I attempted suicide last night. That’s right. I tried to kill myself with two tablespoons of all-natural peanut butter on two slices of 12-grain bread. What the heck is happening in my world when I can almost honestly say that?