BUT... A sword in a sheath has never been very effective at realizing its intention. If you need something blunt to bang away with, maybe, although I prefer to savour the subtleties of sexuality. The smells, the sounds, the sensations... I find that as I get older, the thought of putting on that unflattering rubber wrapper around my full blooming shaft sours my nostrils and softens my member. I much prefer to tease, to play and then finally enter... lovers sharing in true intimacy and closeness, not oppressed by the stifling, nauseating condom.
Beyond the humiliation and the dampening of pleasure imposed by this inanimate and cruel 3rd party to sex, the transcendental nature of fluid bonding (I use this term because of the emotional, spiritual and physical bond that is established with the sharing of fluids, especially semen and crazy squirting) creates a metaphysical rope. This rope extends not only between the participants (hearts and genitals), but within the participants themselves, spreading out from the genitals to the heart, eyes, ears, brain and anus, anchoring all of them in love, fulfillment and connection.
Raw Sex leads to a re-invigoration of the awakened soul. It has a direct correlation to longer life expectancy, i have discovered in my research, and there is some god element in there somewhere that i'm still exploring.
All the best,
Nicholas Bendzsa

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