Recently, I noticed a red spot on my penis. I am restoring my foreskin by manual tugging. Because I spend so much time manipulating my penis by tugging, I am very aware of any changes. The spot was small, about an 1/8 inch (3mm) long on my sulcus next to my corona glans. It did not hurt and was not painful to touch. I only knew it was there because I could see it.

I am not certain, but I think it was the beginning of a skin tear. I primarily use manual tugging method 2. I am focusing on growing more inner foreskin, so I tug between my sulcus and my circuncision scar. The red spot was right at where I grip my inner foreskin near my corona. Read more . . .

I have noticed lots of benefits with having a foreskin instead of being circumcised. I wrote previously about the joys of masturbation with a foreskin. Now I want to tell everyone about another benefit of foreskin restoration, and it has nothing to do with sex or my penis.

I am very body aware. I have lifted weights since high school. At one time I had aspirations of being a body builder. I have long practiced yoga. I have studied some of the more philosophical or mystical avenues of life. All this has given me an awareness and understanding of my body. That includes the physical aspects, as well as the mental and emotional aspects. In other words, I believe it important to know yourself. These are the reasons that I am able to notice the more subtle, but important, changes and benefits of restoring.

I remember in my teenage years and when I was in my 20s. I did not like physical contact with others. Even though I was married, I did not like to be touched. It was a struggle to allow my wife to touch me. When she tried running her fingers through my hair I would move my head out of the way. Not only was I physically separated from others, I was emotionally distant. In my mid-thirties I divorced my wife and my emotional and mental well-being was in turmoil. I passed through that phase of my life by becoming more accessible physically and emotionally. As I entered my 50s, my life had settled down again. I was no longer physically and emotionally separate from others. Although, I still had close boundaries. Read more . . .