Just ordered an STP for the first time in years.
If it doesn’t pack right I’m going to be pissed off. Got a Sam STP from New York Toy Collective because if it doesn’t sit well with me I won’t have wasted as much money as I potentially could have.
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Update.
I promised an update a while back, then promptly never got around to writing it. It’s been so long and there’s so much to say that I often attempt to begin only to find myself pretty overwhelmed with the task.
I’ll do my best, even if it’s only short.
K turns 13 this weekend. It’s ridiculous that I can even say that – thirteen. He’s grown so much, entered High School (!) and is loving having more independence. Due to our rural locale, he has to get up early and catch the bus to his school – then in reverse. This see’s him have longer hours than a lot of 9-5ers, and at first we were concerned about how this would impact him.
To his credit, he’s taken things in his stride. He adores his campus and his teachers, and his last school report is the best one we’ve ever had yet. It’s such a lovely change to see him enjoy school for the first time since we moved here.
I taught him how to shave recently, too. We got his school photos back about 4 weeks after they were taken, and in the photo his moustache was significant and noticable! His school is fairly strict on a no-facial-hair policy, and on a whim I decided to teach him how to wet shave. I’m a bit proponent of old school style wet shaving with a badger hair brush, shave soap and a double edged razor. Needless to say, kiddo got a bic and used my brush and soap. He only had to shave his moustache, and he missed the edges so I had to help get those.
I’m not going to lie, it was quite emotional. My Wife snapped a photo of the process and I will cherish that.
What else? He’s begun singling me out to ask more questions relating to men, as opposed to his Mum. That’s new, because he’s always been a Mumma’s boy. This is apparently a developmental milestone in kid’s teenage years.
All in all, K is such a wonderful human being and I am so thankful for the privilege to be his Father.
Recently my Wife was helping K move photos from his iPod to the computer in order to clear space upon his request.
Let me tell you, my kid loves to take selfies.
Out of the literal hundreds there was one stand out – K staring deadpan into the camera with a mean expression, headphones on…flipping the bird!
Naturally my Wife and I almost wet ourselves laughing.
Regardless of our hysterics, I let K know I’d prefer if he didn’t take pictures like that of himself.
Damn I had to bite my lip from laughing while doing so.
Hey all,
Apologies (again) for the absence. Work is seriously kicking my ass, and I’ve also acquired a motorcycle so all my free time is split between riding and being with family.
Little K is not so little anymore – we moved closer to his school and he now rides his bike to and from off his own accord. His friend lives about a block away, so he’s been having a lot of fun and gaining independence. I try not to be a helicopter parent, but coming from a city it’s difficult to let go of preconceived notions of “danger”.
So, life is mainly work, chores, errands and family time with a little riding thrown in for headspace.
If you’re curious about something, send a message and I’ll answer as soon as possible.
Thanks for hanging in there everyone. Hopefully I’ll have a colleague soon enough so I won’t have to bust ass at work so much.
Growing Up.
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I feel as though K has crossed some kind of threshold into pre-pubescence in
the last couple of months. It’s natural for my Wife and I to occasionally
remark about him looking “grow up” in certain attire, or when he’s just had a
fresh haircut, or when he uses a particularly complex word in the correct
context.
But this time it’s actually different. He actually is growing up – I
can without effort envisage him as a teenager. He’s always been taken with
music, but now he puts his iPod on his speaker, closes the door and sings at
the top of his lungs. The way he interacts with the world around him has
changed, not necessarily in any negative capacity but more so with a general
feeling of growth. It’s difficult to articulate.
Last weekend, my Wife and I took K on a roadtrip to a small quiet rural town
that had a “great” skate park, according to friends. K is super into riding his
scooter, and it’s kind of hysterical because I grew up obsessed with
skateboarding – scooter riders being an active enemy in my youth.
I digress – he and I had such a good time together, me skating and him on his
scooter. We had the park to ourselves for hours, my Wife and our family dog
were going on short walks, playing fetch and watching alternately. K and I were
cheering each other on, doing lines around the skate park following one
another. Afterwards we walked to the nearby café and bought some lunch to eat
in the park, and then K and I played on the play equipment.
Our car was parked back over near the skate park – our gear already in the boot
but when K lamented at the fact we were going home, and asked for another 15
minutes at the skate park – it didn’t take long for either of us to oblige.
I think we’re going again this Saturday.
Sorry I you’ve answered this a million times, but I can’t find it on your page…Which top surgery did you get? (your chest looks great!)
I know I have answered this before, but upon checking my FAQ’s I couldn’t find it either. Apologies for that.
I had a double incision without nipple grafts. My nipples were removed entirely in the first surgery, and my incisions left to heal.
Once the initial surgery was healed, my surgeon then surgically created new nipples from my skin, while I was under twilight sedation. This was actually amazing to watch, something from nothing.
Once the nipples themselves were healed, I then had my areola and pigmentation of the nipples cosmetically tattooed on.
This way, I got to choose the exact size, color and location of my nipples entirely and my surgeon did not have to focus on anything other than achieving the best possible male contour for my chest. It is the procedure my surgeon reccomended, although they do the “traditional” nipple graft variation alongside peri-areola also.
As an aside, this question is now in my FAQ page located here.
I’ve been working out again this week properly since I was last really buff a few years back.
No idea if I will have enough in me to continue with the rate I’m going, but I hope it will at least boost my lately not-so-great self confidence/body dysphoria.
If it’s not too personal to ask I was just wondering how being trans affects your child in a way that makes you wish you were born properly for his sake more often than for your own? I’m just curious because I’d like to have a family of my own someday.
It’s not too personal. The way I look at things, K and my Wife are the two most important things in my world. Then the dog, the cat, our friends and family, then me.
Being trans is going to fuck you up, at least a little bit. I expected entirely that I would be affected by my transsexuality at least to some degree. So it’s not surprising then when I feel an intense longing to be born correctly.
But when I reflect on how this has already and will continue to impact on K, and to some degree my Wife – it’s intolerable. I feel intense hate that they too are impacted by this fucking ailment. How unfair it is to see those you love impacted negatively by something you yourself cannot control or fix?
And I think of all the things K misses out on by me being this way. The formative toilet training years could have been…better. His knowledge of my condition and the resulting “burden” of having a Father who is not the same as your friends’ Fathers. The trepidation I’m sure I feel when K attempts to ask me a penis related question, followed by the cold realization he’s asked me something I don’t actually have physical experience with. The fact that I flat out have to lie to him on occasion to instill morals around body positivity, even though I’m not sure if I will ever love my body in it’s entirety.
This is all difficult to articulate, and I’m not sure I’m expressing my feeling clearly enough.
The crux of the situation is; I would rather K have a Father who does not have these barriers to Fatherhood.
But I wake up each day feeling utterly blessed, the luckiest man alive.
Finally.
Success in editing the video. The quality is sub-par, and to be honest I became exceptionally frustrated so it’s not as good as I’d have hoped, but it’s complete and edited.
I am now just waiting on my Wife to watch it a few times to make sure my anonymity is secure and the precautions I took are enough. Call me paranoid, because I am. I enjoy being stealth.
I kind of feel like the video is null and void seeing as it covers a lot of my initial written review, alongside it being my hands moving a prosthetic around in front of a camera for nine minutes while talking – thats kind of odd.
Regardless, if it passes the Wife-test, it’ll be uploaded to youtube and then posted here.
Freetom Prosthetics 4.5″ 4-in-1, Caucasian colored.
NSFW photos behind cut.
Introduction: I’ve had this thing for a few days now, although due to the time of year and guests I haven’t had the privacy to play around much, and I prefer to be confident with a packer before I use it full time. I have however had enough experience with it for an intial report of sorts, so here it is.
If you’d like to read my initial thoughts, they’re located here.
Packing:
This is the aspect I was most looking forward to, and it’s the part that’s been the most challenging. The packer itself isn’t much larger than what I am used to in terms of length, yet in girth it is a little wider. The problematic part is the balls, as they need to be situated basically in between your legs against your natal anatomy, and there seems to be a lot of silicone around the receptacle area which, while useful for the urination feature, feel cumbersome for packing. This can be seen in the third photograph.
As far is the rod is concerned, I can’t find a suitable way to pack with that in. I leave it out, and I don’t particularly care for it’s features unless I’m having sexytime. This kind of makes the whole “ready to go” aspect of it redundant for me, but it’s not something I was looking for when shopping for this product. Success has been found when poking the shaft out through the fly of briefs which have such a feature, then putting a snug pair of briefs over the top of it all. I feel like a jockstrap would work well, but mine’s gone AWOL.
Urination:
I feel as though I can’t report much on this, as I’ve never had problems using any of the various STP devices available in the last 10 years. The balls however are very hollow and don’t flow down toward the shaft as easily as might be needed, which causes a slight fluid build up. This is resolved when you squeeze the balls and shake the shaft after voiding, but unless you’re careful about clean up – hygiene is a concern. The inside of the prothesis is particular rought cut, however this is merely cosmetic and does not effect function.
Something I achieved with this prosthesis which I have never done with any other STP device before is simply open my jeans fly and piss without care, thought or adjustment of natal anatomy or STP device. It was very smooth and natural, however as mentioned ensuring liquid wasn’t left in the receptacle needed a bit of careful attention. That, right there, that one moment in time was worth it for me. Even if it never repeats itself. I felt whole.
Play:
Due to stress and constant guests, I’ll leave this one until I have used these features. My Wife is also going to provide a summary of the erm.. recieving end.
Pleasure:
The “pleasure” ridges inside the prosthesis actually do line up with my biological dick, and I can see that they will provide stimulation – however subtle that may be.
This design seems rather dependant on luck of the geographical state of one’s anatomy, so I feel it wouldn’t work for a large proportion of the consumer population. Still, for those it does line up with, it’s a nice touch. Urgh, pun.
Overall:This is a very nice quality prosthetic for the price. I really like the detail on the prosthetic in terms of realism, and touch. The feel without the rod (and if wanting an erect feel, with the rod) is incredibly realistic. In hand, it just feels right. The coloring could be a little more realistic, as per the intial “paint upgrades” previously offered, but for silicone it’s nice to have various shades available for purchase. I could use a slightly smaller receptacle area, having come from the peecock which was my go-to, daily packer for the past long time I became accustomed to a shallower recepticle. The packing situation is most dissapointing, and I do feel this will be rectified slightly over time when my packer bends to it’s natural state for my body and preference of positioning a little more – this happened with my peecock. As in, I like to hang to the left, and eventually my peecock hung to the left off it’s own accord. If we’re talking numerical scores, I’d give this product a 7.5/10, due to the aforementioned packing difficulties.
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