Getting older (early fifties) has not meant that the experience of sexuality, passion and desire has dissipated and petered out.
On the contrary, advancing age has brought unexpected insights and surprises; new personal depth and understanding of male sexuality; a renewed inner fire, invigorating and expanding personal desires and passions; an elevated sense of mystical communion with a sacred, divine, sexual energy pulsating ever stronger within. And astonishing discoveries of what new pleasure a man’s body is capable of. Ironically, the external world does not appear to understand the righteous male sexuality clumsily alluded to here. New, non-binary concepts obfuscate it. Depictions of masculinity as toxic, abusive and destructive threaten to eclipse this complex and beautiful experience of masculinity, sometimes making it shameful and apparently, ugly to be male. This is why I visit to this site. To wallow in the words and the images posted by Mr Cox and his friends and admirers. It thrills to see private experiences (that I once thought were mine alone) being expressed by men of all persuasions and ages, from all over the planet. It makes me understand that there is a shared experience of masculinity that is greater than I am and that this may well be the eternal force which authors the sexuality that defines me.