Saturday, March 7, 2015

UPDATE on Blogger's Recent Decision Re: Adult Content

I received an email this morning from Google about their recent decision to severely restrict access to adult content on the blogs they host.  I had posted a few days ago about this, and asked my readers to send me emails to request private access to the blog.  Sadly, I've received only two requests to date (I know I have more readers than that!).  But no worries: Google's new email says the following:

We've received lots of feedback about making a policy change that impacts longstanding blogs and the negative impact on individuals who post sexually explicit content to express their identities.
We appreciate the feedback. Instead of making this change, we will be maintaining our existing policies.
What this means for your blog:Commercial porn will continue to be prohibited.If you have pornographic or sexually explicit content on your blog, you must turn on the adult content setting so a warning will show.
If you don't have sexually explicit content on your blog and you're following the rest of the Blogger Content Policy , you don't need to make any changes to your blog.
I'm very pleased that I no longer have to hold back what I write on this blog.  My only regret is that I wasn't one of those voices who spoke out.  Uncharacteristic of me!

Thanks to all who read this blog.  And send comments or questions!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Update on Me

So, as you know, WCSD is going private to subscribers only in a few days' time.  All the sexually frank stuff I've been writing will be invisible to anyone who hasn't yet requested private access.  If you are reading this and you want to continue reading uncensored stuff on this blog, you must send an email to downtownlasd@gmail.com and put "GRANT ME PRIVATE ACCESS" in the subject line.  Provide the actual email address you want me to add to my subscriber list in the body of the email.  That's all.

Now, a quick update on me.

I received a very clean bill of health at my last annual physical.  Lost 23 pounds in the past six months, and I'm going for another 10.  Exercising every day -- and I mean every day -- has gotten me a much desired ripped physique.  My goal is to have a six pack by the end of the year.  It's gonna take a miracle, but I'm hopeful I can do it.

Right after my exam, however, I started feeling discomfort whenever I urinated.  I knew it was nothing as scary as a sexually transmitted disease, but I suspected I might have a bladder infection.  I contacted a urologist in my neighborhood and made an appointment for the end of the week.  By that time, the discomfort had graduated into pain, and I was feeling fever chills.  My whole system seemed to be out of whack.  He diagnosed me with prostatitis, which is inflammation of the prostate gland.  Men like me, of a certain age, need to take really good care of their prostates, since most of us will, at some point in our lives, get prostate cancer, though it might never be bad enough to kill us.

The doctor prescribed me a powerful antibiotic which I'd need to take twice a day for four weeks.  It seemed like a long time, but hey, doctor's orders, right?  On top of that, I'd been complained of decreased urine flow, so he also gave me a month-long sample of a drug called Rapaflow.  This drug was designed to improve urine flow while the antibiotic reduced the inflammation and killed the infection.  It has worked so far, and I'll be a week into the course tomorrow.

One very interesting side effect of the Rapaflow which my doctor warned me about: it relaxes the prostate so much that I'm no longer able to produce ejaculate when I have an orgasm.  I have an orgasm, to be sure, and so far they still feel great, but nothing comes out.  Nothing, no fluid whatsoever.  The system is so relaxed that the sperm never even enters the tubes to be combined with seminal fluids to be discharged at orgasm.  I have been masturbating since I was 12 years old, and I'm so used to the mess I create when I climax, so I don't think I'll ever get used to seeing nothing at those specific times.  It's just plain weird.  However, I suspect that this sort of feature while on this medication could be better than having a vasectomy.  With a vasectomy, a man can still ejaculate; he just has no sperm.  I would imagine that if a man was infected with an STD, the infection would be in that fluid.  I can literally see nothing, not even a drip, no pre-cum, no fluid at all.  I've even squeezed my penis like a toothpaste tube after my orgasm to see if anything comes out.  Nada.  I LOVE not having to clean up!

Unprotected sex with Audrey just became much more interesting.  We have a date for this Friday, so she'll get to experience it first hand.