You know there is an increase in genital injuries due to pube removal in ER’s and A&E’s, well I reckon its down to blunt razors and lack of lubricant.
Today I was giving my nut sack a shave, now scrotums are not the easiest thing to shave, the skin has no tension and is really bloody elastic. So you end up pulling out yards and yards of skin just to get a flatish surface to zip the hair off.
Except, it’s made a lot harder by a blunt razor and as I was trying to be quick about things I didn’t soap up. Soap doesn’t soften hair as many think, it acts as a lubricant to help the razor slide over the skin, its hot water that makes the hair stretchier and thus feel softer when you shaving.
So there I was scrubbing away with a razor on my ball sack not shifting anything at all.
Its a bit bloody annoying as my pubis and balls look a right mess.
So for nearly thirty years I’ve been sporting a brozillian. It’s got a name now, actually its more of racing stripe (if that’s still a common term), well more of a runway as its the same width as my shaft. If anyone’s interested it seems I pass the toilet roll test as I’m far too wide to fit (and a bit longer, for the stats lovers out there).
I must admit it’s been about ten years since I’ve been in a gym changing room and I used to get the odd look and the occasional chat-up, but the brozillian appears to be becoming more commonplace.
For my first date with DW I’d had a back wax, the beautician who was doing it offered to do the sack and crack, but I had to say no. One, I’d already sorted that out, and two while I was lying on the table her dress/gown/uniform thing kept on popping open just in front of her plain white knickers so I was feeling horny anyway and the prospect of me standing to attention just as she would have lathered my balls with hot wax just didn’t appeal.
One thing that DW finds amusing is that she shaves from the neck down, whereas I shave from the top of my head down.