This is a section for readers to send in their own experiences of, and views about, circumcision. Please, we want factual accounts, not fantasies, and while sexual matters have to be discussed we do not want 'steamy porn'. Photos are very welcome, but we will not post images of erections and for legal reasons (which we don't necessarily agree with) all contributors must be over 18.
We are starting off afresh, with all new postings, but in time we may pull out any old contributions which are still of interest. This is not a bulletin board, and is not open to discussions about the posted articles. If you want to join a discussion group we recommend the Yahoo group Intercirc - we have no formal connection but both have ancestry in the now long defunct Circlist group.
We have had many contributions from men who were circumcised as adults or teenagers, and they are welcome. We understand that these will help many other men considering this issue. Nevertheless, we would really like to have a broader picture. Women's views are particularly welcome, and this discussion will be kicked off with some posts from the archives and from other internet sources. Maybe this will encourage other females to come forward.
Also, what about men who were circumcised in infancy, or who are still uncircumcised? This page exists to give you a voice too, so feel free to contribute. Don't be put off by the length of some of the items here - a couple of lines will be just as welcome. And you absolutely do NOT need to send photos of your private parts!
So, please send in your contributions to firstname.lastname@example.org
The health, hygiene and appearance benefits of circumcision are well recognised by most women, but only a woman who has had the pleasure of experiencing sex with a properly (and tightly) circumcised man knows the difference which it makes to our enjoyment of intercourse! This benefit of circumcision is not publicised half enough and if more young people knew how much more they would enjoy sex when the man is circumcised, there would be queues waiting outside circumcision clinics for this procedure. It does the same for men also - my husband was circumcised as an adult (with my encouragement, soon after we met) and although he had no medical reason to be circumcised, he says that sex was overwhelmingly transformed for the better for him, just as it was for me.
When one thinks about it, a well circumcised penis, with its always-bared head, pronounced rim and tightly stretched skin on the shaft, is bound to be better for sexual purposes. I can certainly feel the flared rim inside me during sex and the tight shaft rubs me just as I need to be rubbed, as it moves. It’s a no-brainer. A well circumcised penis looks better, smells better, feels better and fucks better! I keep saying it and I will continue to do so until the message gets through.
Why I share Charlotte York's struggle and sort of wish I could ask my boyfriend to get circumcised
Remember that Sex And The City episode where Charlotte makes the guy get circumcised because 'ew, it looks like a shar pei!' or those rumours about how Taylor Swift broke up with Harry Styles because he was 'uncut?'
Yes. It sounds ridiculous but for some of us, the struggle is so real. My first serious boyfriend who I lost my virginity to was Muslim and unbeknownst to teenage me, Islam is the largest religious group to circumcise boys so my first ever experience of a penis was unknowingly with one that had been snipped. Seeing as penises in pop culture are 99% of the time circumcised (with Michael Fassbender in Shame as that glorious 1%), it looked normal to me.
Then, came boyfriend number two: British but with an American dad. And although the rate of newborn circumcision is going down in America, it was still recorded at 77% in 2010 (as opposed to 83% in the 1960s), meaning if you end up in the sack with a Yank, he's more likely than not to be snipped.
Fast forward to me being a single, independent woman ready to experience my sexual awakening and I'm having a one-night stand with a Parisian because pourquoi pas? But I noticed something was different; suddenly that handjob was a lot easier and there was just. So. Much. Skin. What was I possibly going to do with it all? I did what any self-respecting woman would do and drank until it made sense.
I obviously have a sign on my forehead that reads 'no foreskin? No problem!' because my next boyfriend was also freaking circumcised. Three boyfriends in a row! I was slowly being conditioned to only like circumcised dicks. Considering that recent figures from the NHS say that only 3.8 % of British male babies are now circumcised (down from 20% in the 1950s), the chance of this happening was slim. It's not like I was dating particularly posh boys either. (The Royal Family and other such toffs used to circumcise their sons as a matter of 'class.')
Plus, I had all my moves down. Blowjobs? Easy. Just focus on the tip. Handjobs? Fine, as long as I had lube. Sex? Epic. I'm talking marathon sessions since circumcised boys can last longer. This is thanks to their penis growing a protective film over itself meaning there's more space between the nerve-endings and the surface and ample time for me to get mine.
Now I'm in a long-term relationship with someone who isn't circumcised and I admit the first time I saw his 'hooded' dick; I gasped, sighed and died a little inside. Flaccid, it looks like a shrivelly bald man in a nude-coloured onesie - it's just not as aesthetically pleasing. And then I gave him a blowjob, assuming I needed to push his foreskin right down but that wasn't right either. Confused, I went to give him a handjob but I suddenly was conscious to not pull his foreskin in one direction too much. Jobs aren't meant to be such hard work, I decided. 'I'm going to have to break up with him!' I told my girlfriends who, having all only been with uncircumcised guys, don't understand my plight one bit.
I then got a yeast infection (because uncircumcised penises are ideal breeding grounds for bacteria since moisture can get trapped in the foreskin) and exclaimed, 'That's it! I'm done!' Only problem? I actually like this guy (plus, I'm saving so much money not having to buy lube.)
I still wonder why his penis insists on wearing a poloneck and it really does take everything in my power to not try and blow his flaccid foreskin up like a balloon (which my gay friend tells me is an actual move.) Maybe I should move to America.
From The Debrief. Thanks to AM for the link.
Having a boy – must I get him circumcised?
Many people have a strong opinion about the topic, when they don't know what the benefits are. In my case not only do I personally agree with the pros, I agree that foreskin should be removed. My son had his foreskin removed when he was 2 weeks old, by a registered GMC (General Medical Council) doctor.
A Continental European viewpoint
Here in Europe, basically no one is circumcised at birth. All the men I dated before my marriage were uncircumcised. Interestingly the foreskin's morphology differs very much from man to man; in some cases the glans was fully covered even in full erection, with some of the skin protruding beyond the tip of the glans. In other cases, there was virtually no foreskin covering the glans, very much like a cut penis. The majority were almost covered fully when limp. My husband had a fairly long foreskin which would extend over the glans even when fully erect. Of course, it could be easily pulled back and I particularly liked to do that during foreplay. The feeling of the foreskin moving back and forth over the erect penis is quite stimulating for the female partner. I also liked to give small bites to the foreskin.
For me, sexual intercourse was pleasant but not terribly gratifying. It seemed to me that my husband was penetrating his own foreskin rather than my vagina. Once or twice, I discussed that with him, suggesting we should hold his foreskin back during intercourse. Obviously this was not very practical.
While I was away visiting my parents, my husband secretly decided to go for circumcision as an outpatient. On my return, ten days later, he found some good excuses for not making love for a few days. I was getting suspicious about his behavior when he told me all about it. After my initial shock, I was impatient to see what they had done to his penis. I had never seen a circumcised penis before and only knew that some communities practiced circumcision as a religious rite. The appearance of his newly-circumcised penis amazed me and I found it to be extremely erotic. I could see a clear dark line close to the glans, where the incision was made and the glans itself was proudly on display. Though he said he was still sore, the cut had completely healed up. His foreskin was totally removed and his shaft was smooth. The frenulum was intact and there was enough skin mobility over the shaft for caresses and masturbation.
We made love for the first time about 10 days later (i.e. 25 days after his circumcision). I must admit I felt his thrust much more intensely and enjoyed sex much better than before. He also felt much better inside me. In one day I moved from a total ignorance of circumcision to being pro-circumcision. My sex life has radically changed and so has my husband's. His glans seems to have grown bigger and the look is neater and more appealing. Regarding sensitivity, all we've heard about decreasing sensitivity is simply absurd. My husband responds positively to my slightest touch.
I have meanwhile got interested in this subject and discussed circumcision openly with a few of my female friends. Three of them have had sex with circumcised men as well and have experienced similar feelings. One negative point though - masturbating a circumcised penis is somewhat less practical as the remaining skin is less mobile. However the other advantage overrule this point.
My husband's only regret is that he was not circumcised as a baby as he was quite embarrassed to undergo this procedure at his age. Our 2 sons were circumcised in their first month, not to "look like dad" or for any other classical reasons such as hygiene or cancer, but because we are convinced that circumcision definitely enhances sexuality. And cosmetically, what a look, WHAAOO! It seems that the US is crowded with anti-circumcision movements giving all kind of funny reasons why circumcisions should be "abolished". The only good reason I would see in their views is the pain the poor little baby is undergoing. Today a large panoply of local anesthetics are available, so your dear little one need not feel it at all.
The Editor's Story
In post-war England, when I was growing up, circumcision was very much a class thing. At my large, crowded but very good state primary school I never saw a circumcised penis - and I saw plenty of penises since most boys made sure they were seen at the urinal. There was one Jewish boy in my year but he was quite shy. (Had I known then that Jews were circumcised I might have tried to get a closer look.) My family lived at the classier end of that school's catchment, and the boy next door was circumcised - and went to a private school. I was instantly impressed with the look of his penis.
My foreskin was a problem. When I was young my mother used to try to pull it back, with no success, and she often said that if it wouldn't come back I'd have to be circumcised. I had no objection to that but I never was, and had to solve the problem by myself, later. It was only years later, as an adult, that I realised my mother was pro-circumcision but my father was dead against it. As an officer's son I was from the demographic which normally would have been circumcised in those days.
By age 10 I knew enough of the facts of life to realise why I needed to be able to retract my foreskin (mother had always glossed over that bit), and I set to work in earnest. I was 11 before I managed it, and at first it was so tight it would insist on going forward when I got hard which was very frustrating. But I kept at it and before long it was quite well behaved. I'd always pull back to pee - partly for better hygiene, but also showing off!
By this stage I was at an English Public School (which would be called private anywhere else). Not one of the famous ones like Eton, Harrow or Winchester, but one with a good academic record, a liberal curriculum, and a friendly environment. It took both boarders and day pupils and I was a boarder. In this middle-class demographic it was 50/50 circumcised and foreskins. I was as envious as ever of the circumcised ones, but now at least I could find more out about them, and there was ample opportunity. Communal showers after PE and games were compulsory, there were 6 baths to a bathroom in the boarding house and in the pre-teen years there was plenty of horsing around in both environments. Boys would masturbate - not to orgasm, just to show off their erections, and most were very happy to have their dicks investigated and do the same to you. You got to see everyone in your year, dayboy or boarder, and since sports went by three age groups, junior, intermediate and senior, you'd also see a fair few from the years above and below yours. I (and everyone else) must have seen close to 100 penises in my school years.
And what a variety there was! Before puberty, the uncircumcised ones ranged from impressively long hosepipes, through the 'rosebud' bunch in front of the knob (the commonest type), short ones which just covered the knob and totally loose ones which left half the knob uncovered. Apart from the few totally loose ones it was impossible to predict how easily they would retract. Some of the hosepipes were dead easy to retract, some of the short ones were impossible. The rosebuds covered the whole spectrum from dead easy to impossible, but of course they were all working on the problem too, and most solved it. I was very interested in the circumcised ones, which also covered the whole spectrum from partial circumcisions with the knob partly covered to a couple of dead tight jobs with no trace of free skin. But just as rosebuds were the norm for the foreskins, the commonest circumcisions were moderately loose. Some had skin bunched up behind the knob when soft, others didn't, but erect there was still plenty of skin movement, with the scar (if you could see it at all) half way down the shaft. I still think of this as a typical English circumcision.
With the teen years, and puberty, that free and easy horseplay came to an end. But we still saw each other nude all the time. So what changed? In the case of the 'roundheads', not very much. Of course they got larger - much larger, and the 'half-circumcised' boys all now had bare knobs, but the loose circumcisions were still loose, the 'English circumcisions' still had plenty of free skin, the tight ones didn't get any tighter, and the ultra-tight ones, well, couldn't! The 'cavaliers' (uncircumcised boys) were a different story. In my case, the foreskin just covered the knob when I was soft, and completely uncovered it when I was erect. There were others like me, but some still had a covered knob even when erect, and even a bunch of skin in front when soft. On the other hand, many had fully bare knobs all the time - some because they deliberately wore it back, others because it simply went back, and even if you pulled it forward it wouldn't stay there. And there was no connection between the length of foreskin before puberty and the result afterwards - some with long skins had bare knobs afterwards, others with shorter skins were still covered. A few unfortunates still couldn't retract.
So, without that playing around in showers and bathrooms, how did we know so much about each other? The answer was mutual masturbation - forbidden, of course, and requiring discretion, but still a normal activity for most boys right through from 11 to 17. (Other sex acts were unknown.) Uncircumcised boys did it by pumping their skin in whatever position was most comfortable for them, which, in spite of popular cliché, was most often not the 'long stroke' moving the skin back and forth over the knob. Few boys at that age (14-16) had the combination of enough coverage and a loose enough skin. I, and many others, didn't have enough skin, and many of those who had the coverage didn't have the looseness. (They probably developed it in adulthood).
So to me at 16, and two things happened. One was that I spent a summer in the USA. Nothing sexual happened there but I did get to meet, and get interested in, girls. Beach and pool change rooms were places where, in those days, men and boys wandered around freely in the nude and I never saw an uncircumcised penis (I kept my foreskin back so as not to look too different). There tended to be a common style - no skin bunched up behind the knob, but visible wrinkles on the shaft – tightish but not totally tight. (I didn't know it then, but I was seeing Gomco circumcisions). The second was that I invented a new way of masturbating. I found some 'sunning oil' and used it to rub a lubricated fist over my glans and shaft, holding my skin back with my left hand. This was an attempt to simulate the feeling of sex with a girl, which I hadn't ever experienced, and it was also intended to get my knob back into the action.
It was too messy for school use, though I did introduce it to a circumcised school-friend in the holidays. Even at home it was only really feasible as a special treat. But once I left home it gradually took over as my normal way of doing it. Then, in my 20s, I moved to Australia to an academic post. Salaries were higher (then) than in the UK, and so were house prices, but food and wine were cheaper, so I reckoned I was on to a good thing. And I was, in more ways than one.
I never did anything sexual with other young men (why should I, I found that Aussie girls were very willing and available) but I did find myself among them a lot since I was very much into outdoor sports, and in a University context that meant that I was often camping with students, most of them male and all of them circumcised. And I realized that student jokes about masturbation almost always referred to lubricants. "His girlfriend's left him and now he keeps a stack of Playboys and a jar of Vaseline under his bed." My 'new' way of doing it was what everyone did here! And I soon saw why. Shyness among men was just as unknown as in the US 10 years earlier, and I realised that really tight circumcisions were the norm in Australia.
One immediate advantage was that if a girl didn't want to 'go all the way', my favourite hand job was exactly how she expected to do it. That was good. In England asking a girl to do it that way seemed a bit strange. But I now had a secure job, and the idea of getting my long wished-for circumcision was always on my mind. However, I got conflicting messages from my girlfriends - one would be urging me to get done, while another was all in favour of foreskins (probably because of the scarcity factor). So I realized that I'd have to wait until I found the girl I wanted to marry and spend my life with. Well, that happened, and we're still married so it must have been the right choice. In due course I mentioned the issue to her. Her response was 'Of course, but not for a year or two, I want to experience you both ways'.
That's exactly what happened - I was circumcised after a few years of marriage, by a leading urologist using the sleeve dissection technique. My wife was able to give me a gentle hand job after only 11 days, and we had full sex after a fortnight (very well lubricated in both cases). My circumcision was low, and fairly tight. The picture shows how it looks. I'm a 'grower' so this translates to very little movement when erect. I'm very happy with it.|
How did it affect sex? It was better, because the skin no longer rode up on the out stroke. Our sex had always been good - better than I'd had with anyone else – but this not only provided more sensation, it gave me more control since I knew I could climax more readily when I needed to, and so I could equally hold off when that was necessary.
About a year after the op, when everything was totally settled down, I tried to masturbate by stroking, as I'd done to my circumcised school friends 30 years ago, and wow! an orgasm as intense as the first ones I'd had as a young boy. It's harder work than using lube, but more intense. Both are better than skin pumping, which before my circ would produce an ejaculation without much sensation at all. Afterwards, tugging on my tight skin didn't even work (I wasn't a teenager any more). If my wife gives me a hand job it's always now dry stroking, and fantastic. If I do myself (only when we are apart, but we both have commitments so that happens) I tend to alternate between the two methods. Marriage and circumcision - two of the best things that ever happened to me.
Don't try a self-circ!
I'm Australian and now 48. I wasn't circumcised so I was the odd one out at school. I copped a lot of flack over the years about having a dirty sock as they called it. So at age 40 I took measures into my own hands and made a circ kit at work with a steel band & a rubber band. Once fitted and foreskin was numb I cut around the band removing heaps of skin. Everything was healing quite well until I slipped and pulled the steel band out. Lots of blood and off to hospital where a urologist cleaned it up and the rest is history.
You can see I was cut low and tight and the frenulum is still intact but I'm thinking of getting it removed. What are your thoughts ?
Editors comment: if you look closely at the frenulum it is clear that much of it already has been removed. It's your choice if you want to get rid of the remnant! But I hope this very honest post will put everyone off the idea of attempting a self circumcision. Just think how much easier it would have been had BT gone to the urologist first.
An Adult Circumcison Before the Internet
At what was and probably still is the best-known Preparatory School in Oxford in the 1950s, the ratio of "roundheads" to "cavaliers" was very roughly 50:50, perhaps 60:40.. Almost all the "roundheads" had a low and loose style of circumcision. Two brothers, however, had the highest and tightest cut I've ever actually seen. In the past, I believe, anthropologists have described such circumcisions as "flayed". Not so, 'flaying' circumcisions actually did remove the shaft skin totally. See our page on Islamic circumcision Ed.
At the minor Public School just down the road, the ratio was much the same. Having a rather short foreskin, I was untroubled by the problems one so often reads of. However as I grew older, the foreskin was forever retracting and in particular, being a keen cyclist, this became really quite uncomfortable – a definite nuisance.. After discussion with my wife, who was totally sympathetic, we decided on a circumcision. Fortuitously, a colleague of hers mentioned that he was going into the Radcliffe hospital for a minor operation which he delicately described as "a very ancient procedure" – what a tactful way of putting it!
But how to proceed, in those days before the internet ? Circumcision was regularly discussed at an intelligent level in "Forum" magazine and for those seeking the procedure, they recommended a Dr Newell, (who I'm sure has long ago hung up his scalpel). He had a very small consulting room on the first floor of a house in Harley Street. After an initial visit, an appointment was made. He wrote a prescription for tablets to be taken the night before, to prevent erections. On the actual day, I arrived at his place – he worked alone with no nurse and he gave me several injections at the base of the penis as local anaesthetics. Then after marking a line around the foreskin in red ink, he carried out the freehand procedure. I still remember the "click-click" of what I assume was the making of the stitches. Within less than an hour, I was heading for the Tube station, having paid (in cash) what today seems an incredibly modest amount.
I'd here like to strongly contradict what one so often reads – that adult circumcision is an incredibly painful procedure. In my experience, complete nonsense. I was back at work the next day (an office job). Walking around the house with no pants ? Rubbish! Painful walking ? - not a bit of it! A week or so later, Dr Newell removed the stitches, assured me that the local swelling would soon subside – as it did.
Since then, I (and my wife) have had absolutely no regrets and the many benefits one reads about in Circlist proved indeed to be true. One thing though, and again something one reads about in Circlist. Dr Newell did things his way. Thus he dismissed any suggestion of removing the frenum (which was already partly torn). Nor was the style of circumcision open for discussion. With hindsight, I would have preferred a slightly higher cut. Looking back, my abiding view of adult circumcision is that it really in no big deal. I cannot understand why people make such a fuss about it.
Our son was circumcised at birth (in the USA) and has never had any problems. As the years go by, the multiple benefits of circumcision become more and more established, the arguments of the intactivists ever shriller. Within a few years, pretty much the entire male population of Africa will be circumcised – and so far, we hear of no problems or complaints. The Chinese seem to be ramping up their rate of circumcision. Now that non-surgical circumcision (PrePex etc) has been so thoroughly proven in Africa, how long before such lower-cost methods become available over here ?
Editor's comment: For non-UK readers, in the private (fee-paying) system boys often go to a prep school from ages 8 to 12, then a public school from 13 onwards. However the public schools also take boys at 11 who have been in the state primary system, as in my account above.
In deepest Bavaria
Southern Bavaria, West Germany in the 1970s was a place where people simply had foreskins, and so did I. It was a place without any readily available information on the subject of circumcision, or any other information regarding the male appendage, come to think of it. I had an absolute odyssey trying to educate myself on the subject for the first part of my life, and crashed from one weird experience into the next, as you will see.
As a little boy of six, I was convinced to be the owner of one of the best looking penises going: Not too big, not too small, and with a nicely shaped, long foreskin.
Things came crashing down for me when entering primary school at that age, and seeing my classmates naked before and after swimming class. It revealed to me that, while I was largely right about my assessment compared to the average rival penis, there was one that completely stole the show. I could not get over it. It belonged to a nice, funny guy I had befriended earlier, and it was decidedly a different model altogether: It did not taper into a wrinkled hose of skin, but actually seemed to have a neat knob at its end, with a short cuff of skin around it that reminded me of a rolled-up shirt sleeve. A bit as if he was trying to make a fashion statement. A designer penis... wow.
I had never pulled my foreskin back until then, because my family's household maid had once warned me "not to do anything funny" with my appendage, lest it would "stay that way for good". I realize now she was probably alluding to the dangers of a possible paraphimosis and meant well, but the result was that I actually ended up living in mortal fear of my own organ, imagining it to be capable of all sorts of unpredictable actions I might unwittingly trigger by doing something funny, and that I would regret it, and that nobody would be able to help me.
And that is what I presumed to have happened to my classmate when I saw his thing. I truly believed that he had probably done "something funny", and the skin had sprung back like that, and stayed that way, true to the prophecies of our housemaid. I quietly commiserated and never said a word, but made sure to leave that foreskin well alone.
Years went by, I entered a monastery boarding school, and made other friends. Perhaps surprisingly for a catholic monastery school, two of them were from the Middle East – an Egyptian and an Iranian. Clowning around in the showers one morning, I realized that they also seemed to be victims of some folly, because they, too sported those rolled-up sleeve penises. Now I just had to ask what had happened to them. One was an accident, two was an epidemic. This was obviously spreading.
I was informed that the foreskin was a sleeve of skin that got habitually shortened at some stage in life everywhere in the Middle East, and that, to their eyes, we Europeans looked pretty ridiculous with ours. Somehow as if we were trying to give birth to tiny elephants. And in America, everybody had this done. This insight was a great liberation, because it meant that our maid had been wrong.
In religious studies class, it wasn't long before we studied Judaism. Circumcision was mentioned for the first time in my life, and the teacher, a Benedictine monk, described it as "removing only the very tip of the foreskin" to the class. It did therefore not seem to be the same thing as the designer penises of my two Middle Eastern buddies. Curious about this, I asked them promptly whether a circumcision was what they had had, which they confirmed. I put two and two together and concluded that removing "only the very tip of the foreskin" evidently somehow resulted in it rolling all the way back behind the glans.
To my surprise, I was not able to replicate this look through retraction by age 12, and subsequently soon found myself checked into a local hospital to have a circumcision performed. "Don't worry, we'll only remove the very tip of the foreskin," I was reassured by a nurse and a doctor, to which I nodded sagely. Of course they were. And I'd get a cool designer penis, like my friends. Deal.
Upon waking from the anesthesia, I discovered much to my delight a perfectly good rolled-up sleeve designer penis, but alas, with shocking looking, bloody stitches all around it. Still, I wasn't too worried, because I presumed this to be part of the procedure, as nobody was hopping around me with gadgetry, proclaiming life threatening problems; so I was presumably fine.
The nurse brought me ointment, which I was supposed to apply "every day to make sure no adhesions are forming." She demonstrated how, then, to my surprise, rolled the skin forward over the glans so that the stitches disappeared. Incidentally, another big misunderstanding was created in this way, and I continued applying ointment and vaseline and lotions for months afterwards, presuming it to be a necessary maintenance measure for this kind of penis. On the upside, this is how I discovered masturbation.
Everything was fine in the end, only that I never got to enjoy the rolled-up sleeve look for long before it decided to roll forward again by itself, covering most of the glans, and resulting in a sort of sleepy look. I assumed things would eventually be as they should be, and spent about a third of my days pulling back the remaining foreskin. I enjoyed the airy, new feeling, and felt like I had become part of something exotic and interesting.
I lived with this partial circumcision until my first meaningful encounter with a girl about four years later. "Aha", she said, "what's that?" I explained to her that I was circumcised. Then she explained to me that she was Turkish, and had three brothers, and as far as her culture was concerned, I was not circumcised. This irked me enormously. My Lawrence of Arabia Factor was being questioned.
I would not have it, and quite directly went to the father of my Iranian highschool friend, who was a doctor, and who had performed his son's circumcision. I told him about my issue, to which he nodded and ho-hummed in his wise way. He explained to me that German doctors have a different definition of what a circumcision is, and that he would gladly provide me with an advanced version. Medical justification could easily be found, which was required to convince parents and insurance companies.
And a few weeks later, I was again experiencing the entire hospital experience, including stitches and ointment, etc. It seemed oddly comical, even paradoxical, to be doing this twice. Friends and relatives alike were like "he got circumcised... twice??" It seemed a physical impossibility to most, and I, too found it quite Monty Pythonesque, on principle. The result was a low and loose freehand circumcision with partial frenulum remnant and permanently exposed glans, done by a German-trained, Persian doctor. To this day, I have to say it is absolutely great.
Reactions to it continue to amuse me as bedroom encounters continue. I went on to live in Canada, then England, and honestly quite relish the reactions I get from females.
None are the same. I've had French and Swiss girls commiserate ("oh no! Your poor thing...! Does that hurt?"); an Israeli girl found the stitch marks monstrous ("like Frankenstein! We don't do that...!"); Canadians and Americans alike found there to be "so much wobbly skin...?"
Whatever. In the end, what counts is that everybody is happy, which will eventually materialize if you keep trying.
I was circumcised at 15 years old because of phimosis (I am now 54) and I haven't regretted it a single day.
It's just a really great, cool and clean feeling. You no longer have to retract the foreskin to clean the glans properly. For the last seven years I have lived in a committed relationship and my partner found it is just great to have a beautiful circumcised penis inside her. It's just a super cool feeling for my partner. So as I said I can only recommend every man to get rid of the foreskin and forget alternative experiments.
For a few years now I have completely removed my pubic hair, as you can see in the picture. That too I can only recommend to anyone! It's just wonderful and a great feeling during sex! So I'm totally in favour of both circumcision and pubic hair removal. Just do it!
Translation by Google and the editor.
A Russian job
Good afternoon! My name is Roman and I would like to share my story about how I was circumcised. The main reasons for circumcision were - appearance, hygiene, balanitis. My doctor to whom I addressed the problem of balanitis, suggest to me the different local medications - creams and baths. It helped, but not for long and had to repeat the treatment again.
So I was delighted to see another doctor. She was a woman. This doctor looked at the medical history and she asked me what I know about circumcision and what I think about it? I said that I know that this is a religious procedure. The doctor told me that it is not only a religion. She told me that in the developed countries, the majority of men undergo this procedure while still a child, and her children are circumcised too. The doctor told me about the advantages of a circumcised penis in terms of health and sex, and that it will cure me. She told me about the methods of circumcision. I agreed.
The next day I passed all the necessary tests and went to the procedure. For the circumcision AlisKlamp was chosen. The whole procedure was quick, I get a shot of anesthesia and then application of the clamp and cut off the foreskin. The whole procedure took less than 15 minutes. Then the doctor said everything is done, you can get dressed. I asked - is that all? So fast? She said - yes, in a week you will enjoy your new penis.
A week later, I went to her office and she removed the clamp and said that in a few days everything should heal completely!. But she warned that now the glans is very sensitive and it can create discomfort at first. After healing, I was completely happy with my new penis, I have increased sensations during sexual intercourse, sex became more enjoyable and I completely forgot about infections!
Ahead of the pack!
My parents had me circumcised when I was born in 1942. I guess it was unusual at the time, at least in our small town in southern USA. When I was little I didn't understand why my penis looked different from my father's and those of all the other little boys I had seen. After it was explained to me I was a bit resentful about being made the odd one, although I was never teased about it, and I thought mine was better looking than theirs without that wrinkly skin hose hanging off the end.
A few years later I learned that most of the little boys were now being circumcised when they were born. Then I was proud of my circumcised penis. It made me feel up-to-date, cultured and civilized. I enjoyed being in situations where other boys could see my penis. We didn't talk about it, but I imagined they were admiring the appearance of mine, perhaps wishing that theirs were the same.
When some of my contemporaries had to be circumcised for medical reasons around the time of puberty I was really glad that was something I did not have to worry about. I really appreciated then what my parents had done for me when I was a baby.
After I left the home town for college and military service I learned that circumcision was much more common than I had previously supposed. The incidence for men my age appeared to be about 50%. (And of course higher for those a few years younger.)
When I became a father I had no hesitation about having my sons circumcised at birth. By then it was the normal thing to do. My penis looks good, feels good and works fine; and I'm sure they feel the same way about theirs. They had their sons circumcised when they were born.
A Filipino experience
Here in the Phillipines, boys are usually circumcised before puberty. My problem why I was not circumcised by age 10 or 11 is that my foreskin was not easily retracted by that time. The glans was still attached to the foreskin and it really hurt me to fully retract it. I was so jealous of my peers during that time because when we were bathing together, they proudly showed me that they were already cut and I'm not. This was a great impact to me as a teen. It really lowered my self esteem as a man. Their penises were cut in the traditional way, dorsal slit done by local circumciser.
It was only at age 17 that my foreskin was retracted along the corona of my glans. I accidentally retracted it one time when I learned how to masturbate by the influence of my classmates who told me how to do it. They said that through frequent masturbations, the foreskin will be retracted fully and the penis head will be truly exposed. It was so late that I learned how to masturbate because of a conservative family. Talking about genitals is a taboo or forbidden.
I followed their suggestion, and it worked. At few strokes, the glans was exposed up to the neck. Then that was the time that I approached the local circumciser to work on my penis. After two weeks, the circumcision was healed. I'm now proud that I am a circumcised man and no more smegma, no more object of teasing by peers.
But as I grew older, I found out that my circumcision was a bit different from my comrades. Their glans were fully exposed even in flaccid state. Mine was partially covered with foreskin. Only when erect that the glans was fully exposed. They said that they had their circumcision done at a clinic. Theirs were so nice to look at, with no floppy skin in the underside unlike mine.
When I was 31, I then asked a doctor to subject me for a circumcision even though I was already circumcised traditionally. He examined my penis and he joked that maybe my penis was getting smaller. Is there such a situation that penis gets smaller? He performed the operation and it healed within a week. It was so nice now in appearance. The glans is always exposed even in flaccid state, but it's so tight now when I have erections I get the feeling that my penis will burst. My other concern with my circumcision is that my penis head becomes easily irritated by unwanted erections, especially when I'm wearing not so tight underwear or boxers.
Editor's comment. No, your penis will not shrink between age 17 and 31. The only difference might be that teen hormones will keep you semi-erect more often at 17 than at 30. I'm sure that the unwanted sensitivity will disappear in time, and as for the sensation of tightness, most men love it!
Father and sons circumcised together
My wife is a nurse who works for a urologist, so she is very familiar with circumcision. Along with the normal procedures of a urology practice, the doctor circumcises both adult men and boys, no infants, for cosmetic and medical reasons. Ever since we were married, my wife has urged me to get circumcised like her brothers (she has five). Her father had all of his boys circumcised as teenagers as a matter of good health. He himself was circumcised at age 71! In that part of the country, the central US, it was, and still is, common for most males (but not all) to be circumcised.
My parents intended to have me circumcised as an infant, but due to a shortage of funds for other expenditures, never did. Time went by, and nothing was ever done. When I was a teenager in high school, I knew that I looked different from just about everybody else in the shower, and I wondered why I had so much skin on my penis. So I asked my parents about possible circumcision. My father told me every man/boy should have this done. He said that it would help me become a man, that it would improve my manhood, whatever that is. He did offer to have me circumcised for my birthday, and then promptly forgot about it. I figured that if I wanted to get circumcised, I would have to do it when I was on my own. But that didn't happen for a long, long time.
We have two sons, who were 13 and 15 at the time. We did not have them circumcised as infants, but rather let the boys develop into a more workable size. The 15 year-old participated in a lot of school sports, such as basketball, and, as a result, spent a lot of time showering. He told my wife and I that he was tired of looking different from his friends that he played ball with, and that having a foreskin was such a nuisance, that he wanted to get circumcised for both athletic and cosmetic reasons. We talked to the 13 year-old, who was in junior high at the time, about surgically removing his foreskin. It turned out that he agreed with his brother and wanted to be circumcised for gym class. He was already tired of looking different. He said that a lot of boys in gym were getting circumcised. Since this all fit in with my wife's experience with her brothers, she was heartily for it. She mentioned it to the doctor, and he said to bring them in for an exam and to set up the procedure. This I did. When I discovered how simple it was, I thought "If they can do it, so can I." When I asked the doctor if I was too old for a circumcision, he laughed and said "This is a good time to circumcise your sons, and I can circumcise you like you were a 12 year-old boy!" When I later told my wife of my decision, she said "Why did you wait so long?" So, all three us of were circumcised at the same time in the doctor's office, one by one. The doctor's assistant was, of course, my wife, which caused the boys a little embarrassment. The procedure took about 30 minutes for each. He used what I think is called the Freehand Method. We all elected to have as much of our foreskin removed as practical. The healing process took about two weeks. All of us, including my wife, are very happy and satisfied with the results.
This is the best thing that I ever did, and I wish that I had done it earlier. My wife really likes the new, clean look of my penis. I can certainly say that there is no loss of sensation. This is a simple procedure that can be done at any age.
Successive stages of circumcision
I was born in Feb. 1945 in England which, although it was wartime, most baby boys were circumcised, but I wasn't! I don't know why not, perhaps my parents couldn't afford it (pre NHS) or it was not in my mother's family tradition (my father was circumcised, which I discovered at about 4 years old when I saw him pee. I asked my mum why we looked different and she explained that he had had a small operation as a baby. At primary school I noticed that most other boys could pee further than me but didn't know that they were circumcised.
At ten years old I went to a very small 'prep.' school consisting of 36 boys. After sports we all showered together and saw each other at bath time.All the boys born in 1942 were circ'd except one who was Danish. Those born in 1943/4 were mainly circumcised, my year were mainly circ'd but slightly fewer than the older boys. The circ rate got gradually less as time went on. To start with I thought that a bared glans was a sign of maturity, (one of the boys had half a foreskin) and I was expecting to gradually grow the same way. It didn't take me too long to realise that this probably wasn't true. As most of the circ'd boys tended to be better at sports and the uncirc'd more artistically inclined I was afraid that if I were to lose my foreskin my musical talent would diminish and I was very afraid of that happening.
As I found masturbation I discovered that my foreskin was attached to three quarters of the glans. As I continued to masturbate it gradually came free. It stayed over the glans during erection until one evening it came completely free and would no longer stay forward. The horror of appearing at showers looking different was considerable. By the following morning it had returned to normal, but I realised that I no longer wanted it. Sometime later I decided to keep the foreskin back, which led to questions from one or two of the boys: wasn't it sore? Well yes it was, not because I had been circed, but because the glans and ineer foreskin were still very tender.
At thirteen I left that school and went to grammar school, living at home. I was still not sure about whether or not to be circ'd. I made sure that my family never saw my penis, not easy in the small house we lived in. My parents were quite worried about it and my father came to wash my back during my bath. I decided that I would keep the foreskin back. He never said anything about it and I still don't know if he thought I had been circumcised or not. For most of my teen years I tried to keep the foreskin back, sometimes using sticking plaster. When I started sex with my girl friend I would remove the tape, so she got used to seeing me with the foreskin back although being French she expected me to have a foreskin. In 1968 we moved to the Netherlands, she went first while I finished working. I wanted to arrive in the Netherlands circumcised and ready for action.
I made an appointment with my parents doctor and asked him if I could be circumcised. He tested my foreskin and said there was very easy movement so there was no medical necessity, but if I wanted it done privately it would cost about 300 pounds. That was about what I earned in a year, so out of the question. Three years later my wife had hormone problems from having taken the pill for too long at a strech, sex was out. I decided to circumcise myself as there would be plenty of time to heal before I would need my penis (and before my wife would see me). I had surgical knives which I used to voice harpsichord plectra. I put an elastic band around the base of my penis to restrict the bleeding, put plaster around the rim of the glans and a little bit of the inner foreskin. I sarted with a dorsal slit and then started cutting around the right side of the foreskin. At about a third of the way round I could no longer stand the pain and cut off what I had detached leaving about two thirds of my foreskin in place. I managed to contain the bleeding with waterproof tape. When I was healed enough to show my wife, did so. She was horrified. 'There's nothing left to play with' she said.
I couldn't remember her ever playing with my foreskin but so what. I had about 2/3rds of skin on the left of the glans. Most of the time it stayed back, but sometimes it moved down while I was sitting. Not a nice feeling. After we were divorced I decided to finish the job that I had left very incomplete. I was determined not to be put off by pain, but I went at a higher speed than I should and got all the way round but with a rather uneven cut, taking more off the back than the front.This time I could not stop the much greater flow of blood, I couldn't close the wound and so had to 'phone for an ambulance. Total embarrassment! The surgeon who sewed me up said that I had made one or two mistakes and he would tidy things up once I had healed. He also said that there were many men who wished to be rid of their foreskins so why hadn't I asked? I had no answer for him. I never went back to be tidied up. Now I had quite a lot of inner foreskin in front and not really enough behind. This meant that when soft there was quite a lot of bunching up in front, I also had some tunnels which collected dirt.
This is how I was at the beginning of my second marriage to a Dutch girl, who had only seen her uncircumcised brother and horses and dogs. She was not bothered with my status but still doesn't like my interest in the subject. After a few years I wanted to be tidied up to look like my school friends but needed a motivation for the health authorities as I still could not afford private medicine. I started to complain of erection pain at the back, where I had no spare skin. In those days in the Netherlands there was a society which dealt with peoples sexual problems, so I got an appointment. After being interviewed by a sexologist and inspected by a doctor I was referred to a urologist who had devised an operation to extend the penis for those who were not well endowed, though not my case, he was someone sympathetic to men unsatisfied with their equipment.First he suggested a Z plasty at the back to give me more room, but when I asked if it would be possible to take some off the front he said 'Oh so that's what this is all about' I've helped any number of young Muslims who had a flap like yours I'll recircumcise you. Which he did. When I looked at the stitches after my first shower I was surprised to see that he hadn't done the Z plasty but taken out the frenulum. At last I was the way I had wanted to be since puberty. It was quite tight, though I still had some movement on the front. After 20 years it has got a little looser and the skin comes over the glans while seated, so I am back to using tape to keep it out of the way! A fourth circumcision at 70 seems a bit OTT.
Am I too tight?
I'm Martin – not my real name, I'd be too recognizable if I used it since I'm an American expat living in Malaysia – it's a small community. My father heads the local branch of an American multinational company – obviously I can't say which one. I'm 18, just finished school and about to start college. In case you wonder how I can say that in December, it's because I'll be going to an Australian university and they don't start till March. More of that later.
At first I went to an American school here in Kuala Lumpur – maybe it tells you something about American attitudes that it just calls itself The International School, even though it's registered in the US and teaches exclusively American curriculum. The British, French and German schools all identify themselves as such! It's open to everybody, of course, but the expat students are mostly American. More than half of the students are Malaysian, though. The classes are all in English, but English is widely spoken among Malaysians of the class that could afford that school. The only difference is that when we had classes in Bahasa Malaysia (the Malaysian language) the locals had additional English classes. For everything else we were together.
To make things clear, I should explain the ethnic makeup of Malaysia. Malays are the native people, all Muslims, and they are both the majority and also hold most of the political reins. Since this is a circumcision site, I should explain that they are circumcised , with much ceremony, between the ages of 5 and 7. I've been to many of these parties thrown by my father's senior staff. At first I felt jealous that having been circumcised as a baby I was missing out on a party, but when I realized that the boys – my friends – were sore for a week or so afterwards I changed my view. Ethnic Chinese make up about a quarter of the community – a mix of religions and about 50% circumcised – more from US influence than religion or tradition. Then there are Indians, who are a minority and rather looked down on, though many are quite prosperous. They are Tamil, Hindu religion, and not circumcised. But all were welcome at our school – so long as they could afford the fees.
The Malay circumcision age is close to the age of starting school, and some parents made sure that their boys were done before school. Bur family dynamics meant that this didn't always work out. So in year 1 you would see the uncircumcised boys hiding their dicks at the urinal while the circumcised boys made sure that everyone saw them!
So much for background. It was a happy time – I was a good performer at school but marks weren't exactly the center of my life, and I was friends with kids from all ethnicities. Fast forward to age 10, and a strange thing happened one Saturday morning. I was lying in bed, in no hurry to get up. My bladder was full, but enjoyably full, not uncomfortably full. Suddenly my dick started feeling very strange. I grabbed it and found it pointing upwards, hard as a rock. I pulled down my pajama pants to have a better look and saw it was twice its normal size. The skin on the shaft was so tight is was kind of shiny and the whole sensation of tightness and tension was almost unbearable but somehow still enjoyable. I wasn't touching it, just looking at it and enjoying the strange sensation. After a few minutes another feeling started in my dick, and it was so strong I thought for a moment that something was wrong with me, but as it spread out through my whole body I realized it was something wonderful. I didn't have the faintest idea what any of this meant.
Enlightenment came from our maid's son Hamid, aged 11. We were playing around one day when I saw his dick had got hard so I asked him (in Bahasa, of course) why they got like that. He was incredulous.
"You mean you don't know about sex?"
I didn't. He did – and it turned out that 11-year old Malay boys know a lot about sex. So he gave me the low-down. Finally he explained that until boys got old enough to have sex with girls they could get that feeling by playing with their dicks, and did I want him to show me? Of course I did. So we played with each other's dicks, and we both came. I did see that the skin on his shaft would move, and mine wouldn't, but that didn't seem to matter and we neither of us commented on it. After all, I'd seen a pretty wide variety when we changed for swimming at school – I knew dicks weren't all the same.
A few weeks later Hamid decided to expand my education, and brought a 15-year-old boy round so that "I could see the white stuff come out". I enjoyed that too. It was clear to me that they had to handle their dicks – or have them handled – to make it happen but I never mentioned that I didn't need that. After all, it felt really good when they played with me. I did try doing it myself but in the end my own hand wasn't as interesting as someone else's, and I'd just stroke or squeeze until I got hard and then let nature take its course.
In case I'm giving the wrong impression, I don't want to imply that every erection leads me to an orgasm. That would be pretty hard to handle. If I'm doing something else it will just fade away. I have to focus on the situation to make anything happen. But once I was into puberty I did have to be careful when pashing with a girl to avoid creaming my jeans. I know I'm not the only teenager to have this problem!
When I turned 13 my parents decided to send me to a Prep school in the US, as a boarder. (One of my English friends was puzzled by this – apparently in England prep schools only take pupils up to age 13. In the USA they go all the way to college entry). I was keen on this – I felt I was losing my connection with my home country – and I knew it would be a fantastic school environment. And it was. But having 400 boys in a boarding school with no girls had a predictable effect, particularly on the teenagers. OK, I enjoyed it. And 13 is a fun age with all stages of development from barely started to pretty much full-grown. I was somewhere in the middle.
Since this is Circlist I'll mention that the school was, so far as my experience went, a foreskin-free zone. I'd encountered one or two foreskins in Malaysia and not been impressed – seemed to me that either you couldn't expose the knob or you could but couldn't touch it. Neither seemed much fun. I know they don't stay like that, but why? Anyway, all my play at prep school was with circumcised boys. We were ethnically inclusive, and black and Hispanic boys were all circumcised, and so were our international students (mostly Korean and Chinese). There were rumors that some boys who came to the school with foreskins had got the school doctor to arrange circumcisions – quite probably true but I never came across any confirmed cases. I did ask the doc at one of my annual medicals what would happen if a boy asked to be circumcised. He said the health of the boys was his number one concern and if a boy needed to be circumcised of course he would be. He wouldn't be drawn further.
Sex play between boys was something that happened at weekends. It was an honor thing that nothing took place during the week. The grounds were spacious and it was easy to find private spots at the weekend. I'm not saying it was condoned, but I do think that the authorities were happy to turn a blind eye so long as it was discreet. I've read about passionate relationships between older and younger boys (including on this site) and maybe such things did happen, but not for me. It was just friends having fun and seeing to each other's needs. Passionate relationships were for girls, and more of that shortly. But that did leave the need to get off during the week, and here I realized I had a great advantage. We often heard other boys' beds creaking as they jacked, while I just lay still, concentrating, until it happened.
Whatever, weekends were hog heaven. I enjoyed every moment, even though I reckoned that however they handled me (and I wasn't fussy) I would climax just as quickly anyway. One exception – a couple of boys introduced me to using moisturizer (or other slippery stuff) and that really did the trick. If I ever play with myself by hand now that's how I do it.
There was only one, very close, friend to whom I confided that I could get off 'no hands'. He looked at me, touched my dick, and said:
"Of course, because you're so tight. Look."
And he just tugged his skin back as hard as he could, so that it looked shiny like mine. In a little while he shot – and so did I.
"Look, it's not the most fun way to do it, but it's very handy on weekdays."
"You think you're telling me something?"
"OK, obviously not!"
But we all knew that girls were the real thing. The first time a girl handled my dick I came almost instantly. She said:
"You'll have to learn to last longer than that!"
It didn't help that inexperienced me took forever to get her off! That was at age 14 and the relationship didn't progress to going all the way , so we never found out how that would have worked out. But it did highlight a problem, I tended to be a bit quick. The necessary condom slowed things down a bit, and I did get some good sex from age 15 on, which from my school sample seems to be the age when most American boys get to go all the way (and the Asian students get jealous).
The problem was that each summer I'd find a girlfriend, and things would be great, but then I had to go back to college. Some Christmases I'd come back, others my folks would come over and we'd have Christmas with my grandparents – and then maybe go skiing where I'd meet up with my school friends. All good – except for any relationships back home. The girls had always found someone else.
That changed when I got a Malay girlfriend – all my previous ones had been fellow expats. Dating a Malay girl is different – everything has to be very discreet. No holding hands, let alone kissing, in public. And it all takes time – things progress much more slowly than with an American or European girl. But we were really, seriously in love so none of that mattered. She's from an upper class background and her parents totally approve of our relationship. Well, so do mine but in that social climate that is of less importance. Of course her parents wouldn't approve if they knew we were having sex – but the key word there is 'knew', they can guess, but nobody must know. She, like all Malay girls, is circumcised and with no foreskin in the way she climaxes very easily. We are very sexually compatible.
Like all Muslims, male or female, she also shaves her pubic hair. Actually she's had it laser removed – there are dozens of clinics in KL offering that. I finally agreed to shave mine once I'd left school (couldn't face the comments in the change rooms) but I'm not ready for lasering yet. Anyway, she was the one who persuaded me to switch to going to an Australian university, which had always been her aim. When I looked at what they had to offer it looked good, quite apart from the main issue of being with her. So that's what we are doing. Of course we can't share an apartment – she will go to an all-girl residence (which they call a 'college' there) and I'll get a small apartment, and we'll have a great time. And the flight home is much shorter.
Not to mention that I get from July 2016 to March 2017 to work on some of my other interests – a gap year would be too much, but this is great.
Editor's note. Good to have a contribution from a teenager, and more are very welcome but please note that you must be over 18. How about some teenage girls' views?
South African experience
I am a white, English-speaking South African. I do not believe in infant circumcision. I believe that your son should be given the choice of being circumcised from age 13. I went to a boarding school from grade 1 and 90% of the kids had been cut. Being circumcised then became an obsession with me, but my parents would hear nothing of it.
In South Africa circumcision amongst the black african population is a major cultural institution. Young men are circumcised at initiation schools without the use of any anesthetic. Unfortunately deaths occur in some of the schools due to poor conditions.
I eventually, after contacting various doctors, was circumcised at the age of 40 by a black african doctor in his surgery under local anaesthetic. I was able to watch the procedure. I am thrilled with my circumcision which is low and tight. I must mention that I had no pain whatsoever.
My sons were circumcised at the age of 16 at their request. I am now 71 years old.
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