The Awkward Discussion

When I was a kid, my dad decided to have the sex talk with me at a crowded steak and egg place on a Sunday morning. Well he didn’t exactly decide…my mom made him do it. She’d been bugging him for years to talk to me about the birds and bees but he’d been putting it off because he wasn’t the type of guy to talk about sex with his son or anybody! My dad was not communicative at all.

He’d come home from work, read the paper, watch some T.V. and go to bed. If he took me to a ballgame he’d buy me a hotdog, cheer on the home team, ask me if I was having a good time and maybe buy some peanuts although they made him choke. The man was not a talker. So the thought of having the sex talk with me must have been tortuous for him. So there we were, over omelets and biscuits with gravy when he looked at me and said, “Don’t get a girl pregnant.” I looked up from my eggs and said, “Okay”, and that was it. It was over. We’d had the talk!

Now it was my turn. My son was getting older and my wife was insistent that it was time to discuss sex AND drugs with the boy. I was pretty sure that junior had many opportunities to find out anything he needed to know about sex from his friends and the internet so I had to figure out what message I needed to send him. He’d also mentioned to me that one of his friends was caught with some “pot” but he assured me that he’d never tried any. Well I was determined to have a better talk with my son than the succinct one my dad had with me but what exactly should I say that would influence an impressionable young man.

I asked some friends what they told their kids and found out that most avoided the discussion completely or simply asked their kids to tell them what they knew and left it at that. So I was on my own. I searched the internet for info and then I hit on the idea of a combo sex/drug talk. I took my son out for breakfast (to honor my dad) and asked him if he wanted to talk about what men and women do behind closed doors, or in a car or sometimes in a …he turned bright red and immediately shushed me. So I figured I’d better make it quick. I told him that I saw a study that said men who smoke pot daily had a hard time reaching orgasm. He choked on his hash browns and shushed me again. I told him another study said some smokers experience premature ejaculation and I blurted out that he was too young to be a dad and that condoms don’t always work! He looked at me like he was going to pass out. So I guess that was it. I had the talk with my son and it covered both sex and drugs in a weird and disjointed way. Maybe I had scared him a bit about the evils of marijuana and just possibly our little talk would make him think twice before he got naked with a girl.

The one thing I didn’t mention to my little man was that the report on sex and pot smoking I’d quoted from also said that men who got high generally had more sexual partners than guys who didn’t. I didn’t feel that part of the research was something he needed to know…EVER!

Cuckolding Involves What?

A couple of months ago I wrote about how my wife and I were at dinner with friends and they brought up the concept of cuckolding. I explained that it apparently was some kind of fetish that involves a guy letting his female partner have “happy time” with another guy.

Somehow this is supposed to turn guy number one on! Now I know that’s not normal or healthy right? You’re supposed to make “happy time”, with the person you love, not let somebody else do it for you. And if you found out that the person you love got naked with someone else, you’d feel jealous, angry, repulsed and you’d never want to be with that person again, right?

Well that’s what I thought, until this guy at work that I’m marginally friendly with tells me that he lets his wife date and it’s a huge turn-on for him. What? Why would he tell me this? Was I being recruited as a possible suitor? I politely ended our conversation by choking slightly on my ham and cheese panini and left the lounge to go back to my desk.

I then looked up cuckolding on my computer…and guess what…there are cuckold sites, cuckold blogs even whole darn, cuckold communities! It seems there is no lack of men who like to be humiliated by their partners. Guys who like to see their wives and girlfriends get pleasure from someone else, pleasure maybe they can’t give them. They seem to get aroused by experiencing the turn-on of feeling degraded and humiliated. I don’t know about you but I get turned on by making love to my wife when I’m not feeling degraded or humiliated.

I can’t even begin to imagine my wife with someone else. I couldn’t handle it. What goes on in the mind of a cuckolded husband? How do they handle jealousy and the feeling of betrayal? Do they stay in that kind of relationship forever?

I just read about Ron Weinstein, the cuckolded husband of Sheryl Weinstein who claims to have been Ponzi scammer Bernie Madoff’s mistress. She’s written a book about her affair called Madoff’s Other Secret. In it she even reveals that Madoff has a small stimulus package. If I were Ron Weinstein the marriage would be kaput, done, over… but According to a Daily Beast interview, Mr. Weinstein actually said he wasn’t too “fussed” about his wife’s affair and they’re still together.

He would appear to be the perfect example of a willing and supportive, cuckolded husband…or is he? Let’s just wait and see how cuckolded Mr. Weinstein is after he gets his hands on half of his wife’s book money.