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The word in question is "gynecomastia", which I didn't know, because I had no reason to look it up, means the formation of breasts in males. Or, to use a word which I did know, the development of "moobs". And the reason for displaying this particular piece of knowledge is that I've come to the realization that I now actually have the aforesaid!
Whereas in photos me taken of when I had my nipples pierced in 1999 I'm as flat-chested as the next guy, the acquistion over I suppose the last couple of years or so of what I rather naively thought was just a bit of fat in the chest area has culminated in the appearance of two clearly defined "boy-boobs" as I like to call them.
I won't say I had mixed feelings at this discovery, I'll be honest and say I was thrilled. I think they're rather cute: they're very pert and firm (so far, at least), and I think they suit me. I'd never really consciously wanted them because I'd never really thought about it, and the times over the last decade or so when I'd worn a basque, the little cups were pretty empty. Now it's different. Some sort of naturally shifting body hormone balance has given me enough to comfortably fill a 36B, and I say "comfortably", because I now wear an all-in-one corselette to keep them nicely firm and in shape. I could've chosen a bra instead, but the odd couple of times I tried on one, I didn't go for it much. Some guys look drop-dead sexy in a bra, but I'm afraid I'm not one of them.
Casting my eye back over that last paragraph, I can't help thinking how lucky I am. When I researched "gynecomastia", everything I think without exception that I found told me how to go about getting treatment, usally unpleasant-sounding surgery, to get rid of these unsightly, psychologically disastrous imperfections Had I still been a teenager, I'm sure I'd have wanted to do likewise: I imagine that's what "normal" males do, and I daresay I'm in the minority in now choosing to flaunt them rather than have them removed.
But I'm kinky enough to enjoy my morning routine in the shower, soaping up my boy-boobs and playing with them a little, and then dressing, finishing off with a tight T-Shirt to proudly display my nice girlie bustline. I can and do hide it under a baggy hoodie or sweater when I go out, though!
I'm curious to know how things will develop now. From what I've read, my boy-boobs are unlikely to shrink away on their own: they may even carry on growing further. Will I end-up looking like a she-male, perhaps? Time will tell, but somehow I'm always going to remember 2013 as the year I grew boobs.
The shower room conversion is finished!! We had a nasty little hiccup last Friday, when the flooring contractors took it upon themselves to declare that the floor area was too dirty to work on *um yeah, I never used to like working over on Fridays, either* but with a certain amount of "tell it like it is" on my part, the job wwas completed speedily and, to the best of my knowledge, satisfactorily. It's looking good.
And....
Flushed with the success of my little venture in porn stardom on X-Tube, I've now done a sequel. The artstic content is better (or at least, I thought so) but unfortunately the technical quality isn't - it's a bit jerky and pixellated, so that's something I've got to work on.
Amazingly, I'm already starting to attract something of a "friend" following, which perhaps rather unwisely is going to encourage me to make some more. Which brings me to the point of this: the two I've done so far don''t feature heels (though I was wearing heels when I recorded the first one). I've already half-promised someone a video of me "modelling" a pair of leather thighboots, so if there's anything in similar vein that anyone would like to see.... I'm open to suggestions.
In the meantime, if you'd like to see a clip of me making an exhibition of myself in a pair of white lacy girlie panties, complemented by a rather sexy tight girdle... here you go:
Me in panties and girdle
As you'll know if you read my assorted ramblings on any sort of regular basis, I like to explore the wilder side of my nature now and again, and to try things I've never done before. I have, of course, both worn a corset on a regular basis and taken photos of it. However I hadn't - up till now - tried a girdle, which is, I suppose you could say, a variant on the same theme.I was intrigued last week when I came across some pics of guys wearing them, and somewhat to my surprise as I'd never really been particularly keen on them as a garment, felt sufficiently tempted to try one. It arrived this morning!
My initial reaction, as I put it on, was.... "My God, these things are tight!" I'd gone for a size 12 (medium) on account of that being the nearest match to my hip size, though at a 30" waist I realized in that respect it was small for me. However, being designed for a female build rather than a male, there has to be compromise and I guessed that the fit over the hips was probably the more important of the two.I've been girdled now for twelve hours, including a brief outing to the shops in it at lunchtime. The feeling is amazing. It's slightly more comfortable standing or lying down than sitting, but maybe a bigger one would make that less obvious. I love the constant squeezy huggy feeling though, and certainly being now in something designed for long-term wear, I'm confident of going the full "advertised" 18 hours and enjoying every minute of it.The one thing I cannot do is go for a quick pee in it: that entails partially undressing and sitting down to it. I don't actually have a problem with that, but for some reason I've never fully understood a lot of guys do, and so I just thought I'd mention it!Oh - and the pic is a rather grainy pixellated still from a webcam video I made of myself in it this afternoon!
