Foreskin Restoration:
- Learning that their parents circumcised them, and why, can be a very emotional and trying thing for a man to go through. In the past, parents had the excuse of little to no information about sexuality. The same is not true for today’s parents. I hope that you will explore this information together so that you might understand the pain that he has suffered does not have to be repeated on his child, and that there is hope in restoration.
- Foreskin restoration (non surgical and painless) can cover up the glans, removing the need for calloused skin and revealing the 4,000 nerves there. You can never get back the 20,000 nerves that were cut off but restored men say they have around 50% more feeling in their penises.
- Why Men Restore Their Foreskins
- Pleasure: The new foreskin adds pleasure to the penis during sexual activity. For most men seeking restoration, this alone is reason enough to restore.
- Protection: The foreskin protects the glans from the abrasiveness of clothing. When protected, the glans will regain much of its original sensitivity.
- Privacy: Like the female clitoris, the glans penis is intended to be an internal organ, visible only when aroused.
- Aesthetics: 85% of the world's men feel an intact penis is normal, natural and attractive.
- Wholeness: When seeing their circumcision scar, many men sense that part of their body is missing, which is very similar to women who have had a breast removed. Seeking physical and emotional wholeness is quite natural.
- Emotional pain: When feeling hopeless over their unchosen circumcised state, men can be helped to manage anger by doing something about a condition which they had always believed was irreversible.
- Resentment: A 1991 survey of 301 males seeking restoration information showed that almost 70% of those circumcised as infants or children resent their parents for their circumcision. Regaining power over their bodies reduces resentment.
- Empowerment: Victims of rape, crime and child or spousal abuse typically report a deep sense of helplessness and vulnerability. Who is more helpless and vulnerable than a restrained newborn having part of his penis amputated? Men restore to take back control of their bodies from the damage done by parents, their physicians and our culture.
- Restoration isn't sought only by those circumcised at birth. Some children are unwillingly circumcised. Others are pressured "for their own good" by friends, sex partners, or military. Some immigrants circumcise themselves or their sons "to be American." Afterwards, most males note a marked decrease of sensitivity, which lead some to restore.
- Restoring Foreskin
- National Organization of Restoring Men (NORM)
- TLC Tugger
- A personal account and heartfelt story about a man’s journey to restoration
- Wouldn't Skin Be Nice - Circumcision Parody (Video)
- The National Organization of Restoring Men
Andy
Intro
Today I’m going to talk about circumcision. For many years I couldn’t say that word. If someone nearby said “cir... cumstance” my heart would leap into my throat, just hearing the first few letters of that word, and my fight or flight reactions would kick in in a big way. Circumcision has had a profoundly devastating effect on my life, very much I would think like being repeatedly raped by your parents throughout your childhood would have.
Why raped? – well, circumcision is a sexual assault of unparalled proportions, I think only castration could compare
Why repeatedly? – well, every time I looked at my penis I was reminded of the assault, it had been marked in my flesh so I could never forget.
Why parents? – well, they are supposed to protect you from harm as a child. When these people actively cause harm it is the greatest betrayal.
Story
As I am, so far as I know, the 1st South African restorer (by non-surgical means anyway) and the only South African to have “completed” the restoration process. I could write a book on my journey from intactness through 27 years of feeling like half a man / less than a whole person / damaged goods and really just how great it must feel to have a whole body, something I thought I could never know, through restoration and back to intactness. Restoration to me was as much about restoring the mind as it was about restoring the body. It was also great to feel that I was showing a huge “middle finger” to my parents and the whole medical fraternity who thought that was they had done to me was permanent and out of my control.
Here is the condensed version of my story...
I was born in Cape Town on the mid-sixties. I don’t know when I was butchered, but I’ve tried to find out. This way I would know how long I was a real and complete human being before my joy for life was brutally cut short. Unfortunately my birth records have been destroyed (after 10 years apparently) and I have never been able to talk to my mother about it. I don’t think I have any other way to find out.
When I was 5 I had a friend come and sleep over for the first time. After we had bathed together and we were getting into our pajamas in my room when he asked me if I knew why we didn’t look the same. I really hadn’t noticed or thought about it up till that point. I said I didn’t know. He told me that when I was a baby the doctor had cut off part of my penis. I didn’t believe him, I told him that wasn’t true and that I had been born the way I was. He insisted that I was wrong. I ran to my mother and asked her... she confirmed that “a little piece of skin had been cut off”. I was shattered. I can remember all of this like it was yesterday – that feeling of dismay and disbelief. From that moment on there were two kinds of boys – real boys and cut boys like me. I can’t remember anything more about that evening. I have struggled with depression most of my life and I believe it started that evening.
Throughout my school career I kept quiet about my feelings but I always noticed who was a real boy and who was not. Using a public changing room or shower was torture for me, despite the fact that that most of my peers were cut (70% to 80% circ rate in the English speaking population in those days). One would think that I would feel comfortable being one of the majority, but I was not. I longed to be one of those few boys who would walk into the shower proudly sporting a long dangling foreskin! I was in boarding school from std 6 to std 10. I used to shower early in the morning when everyone else was asleep.
Throughout my life I tried to figure out ways to restore myself. I always dreamed of getting a foreskin transplant as a young child, it was the only way I could think of to get back what was taken from me. When I was 14 I remember taping myself. I pulled my remaining skin forward and taped it over my glans. Two problems though – I only had electrical insulation tape so it wasn’t very comfortable and it popped of after not very long. Second, as I was cut rather tight the skin didn’t cover my whole glans, so the tape stuck to my glans where it was not covered - not very comfortable. I didn’t know at the time that if I had found the right tape, and persisted with it, I would actually grow a foreskin back, This was the closest I had come to beginning my restoration.
At 21 after spending three years speaking to shrinks, I was finally able to tell one of them what was really on my mind. While it was great to finally be able to talk to someone after suffering in silence for all of my life, it didn’t do much to relieve my distress / anger about my circumcision. He also told me that he had never heard of this before and that it was in none of the books he had studied etc. It was like there was something wrong with me because I hated being circumcised. Now of course I understand that this is a very normal reaction to a violation of this kind and that there was nothing wrong with me at all, but the societal “blackmail” to be grateful that you are circumcised and never to dare speak a word against it was overwhelming. If you dared suggest that you were anything but overjoyed to be circumcised there had to be something wrong with you and you needed psychiatric attention. What a load of trash! What was really unbelievable was the pressure that I witnessed this “arse about face” thinking put on perfectly healthy intact guys. Some actually began to think they were dirty and wished they were circumcised. Not only the circumcised are victims of this revolting practice.
When I was 27 (1993) I discovered the internet and searched for info on circ (with some trepidation) and found an internet site all about ending circumcision and instructions on non-surgical restoration. It took me quite some time to get over finding out that I was not the only one who hated circ and wanted to restore. I got a lot of support from other guys I met via the web page and I started my restoration.
At first I started with the only method we knew back then, taping the remaining skin forward. Mainly this would just keep the glans covered and moist, stretching and skin
growth would really only occur during nocturnal erections. This method is very slow but it was a great experience for me. I remember my glans changed colour from a dull pink to a deep healthy purple, at the end of the day if I remained covered I could detect an odour when changing my tape, after a while I also began to produce some smegma. Each of these events was hugely exciting for me and I began to feel like a real person again. My confidence grew and the restoration process had a positive effect on everything I did.
Soon after that the T-Tape method came out and in 1994 I began in earnest with T- Taping. The skin growth rate was incredible compared to the ordinary taping I’d done before and using the toilet was even much easier (you don’t have to pull the tape off to go). It wasn’t long before I was using foam cones with the T-Tape because there was so much skin beyond the glans when under tension that it would fold up and pinch. The cones provide a surface over which the skin can stretch, like the glans does in the earlier stages. By 1998 I had full coverage while flaccid and a nice ‘gliding’ skin system while erect.
I stopped in 1998, not because I think I have finished restoring (I can always do with more skin), but because I had achieved what I needed to...
• An inner peace, wholeness and confidence I never knew before • An “up yours” to those cut and allowed me to be cut • Being able to ‘glide’ and not ‘rub’ during sex • To have to retract before urinating (I can never get used to that!) • Smegma!
• And best of all TO WALK INTO A PUBLIC SHOWER PROUDLY SHOWING OFF MY FORESKIN
To conclude...
Circumcision in an invidious practice. It need never have been started, when it did start it should have been shut down immediately With the emphasis that is placed on human rights and particularly the rights of children in modern times, it is nothing short of a reverse miracle that this practice still persists. It is time that children are protected by law, the circumcised are given legal recourse against their circumcisers and that the circumcisers are brought to justice for their crimes.
Today I’m going to talk about circumcision. For many years I couldn’t say that word. If someone nearby said “cir... cumstance” my heart would leap into my throat, just hearing the first few letters of that word, and my fight or flight reactions would kick in in a big way. Circumcision has had a profoundly devastating effect on my life, very much I would think like being repeatedly raped by your parents throughout your childhood would have.
Why raped? – well, circumcision is a sexual assault of unparalled proportions, I think only castration could compare
Why repeatedly? – well, every time I looked at my penis I was reminded of the assault, it had been marked in my flesh so I could never forget.
Why parents? – well, they are supposed to protect you from harm as a child. When these people actively cause harm it is the greatest betrayal.
Story
As I am, so far as I know, the 1st South African restorer (by non-surgical means anyway) and the only South African to have “completed” the restoration process. I could write a book on my journey from intactness through 27 years of feeling like half a man / less than a whole person / damaged goods and really just how great it must feel to have a whole body, something I thought I could never know, through restoration and back to intactness. Restoration to me was as much about restoring the mind as it was about restoring the body. It was also great to feel that I was showing a huge “middle finger” to my parents and the whole medical fraternity who thought that was they had done to me was permanent and out of my control.
Here is the condensed version of my story...
I was born in Cape Town on the mid-sixties. I don’t know when I was butchered, but I’ve tried to find out. This way I would know how long I was a real and complete human being before my joy for life was brutally cut short. Unfortunately my birth records have been destroyed (after 10 years apparently) and I have never been able to talk to my mother about it. I don’t think I have any other way to find out.
When I was 5 I had a friend come and sleep over for the first time. After we had bathed together and we were getting into our pajamas in my room when he asked me if I knew why we didn’t look the same. I really hadn’t noticed or thought about it up till that point. I said I didn’t know. He told me that when I was a baby the doctor had cut off part of my penis. I didn’t believe him, I told him that wasn’t true and that I had been born the way I was. He insisted that I was wrong. I ran to my mother and asked her... she confirmed that “a little piece of skin had been cut off”. I was shattered. I can remember all of this like it was yesterday – that feeling of dismay and disbelief. From that moment on there were two kinds of boys – real boys and cut boys like me. I can’t remember anything more about that evening. I have struggled with depression most of my life and I believe it started that evening.
Throughout my school career I kept quiet about my feelings but I always noticed who was a real boy and who was not. Using a public changing room or shower was torture for me, despite the fact that that most of my peers were cut (70% to 80% circ rate in the English speaking population in those days). One would think that I would feel comfortable being one of the majority, but I was not. I longed to be one of those few boys who would walk into the shower proudly sporting a long dangling foreskin! I was in boarding school from std 6 to std 10. I used to shower early in the morning when everyone else was asleep.
Throughout my life I tried to figure out ways to restore myself. I always dreamed of getting a foreskin transplant as a young child, it was the only way I could think of to get back what was taken from me. When I was 14 I remember taping myself. I pulled my remaining skin forward and taped it over my glans. Two problems though – I only had electrical insulation tape so it wasn’t very comfortable and it popped of after not very long. Second, as I was cut rather tight the skin didn’t cover my whole glans, so the tape stuck to my glans where it was not covered - not very comfortable. I didn’t know at the time that if I had found the right tape, and persisted with it, I would actually grow a foreskin back, This was the closest I had come to beginning my restoration.
At 21 after spending three years speaking to shrinks, I was finally able to tell one of them what was really on my mind. While it was great to finally be able to talk to someone after suffering in silence for all of my life, it didn’t do much to relieve my distress / anger about my circumcision. He also told me that he had never heard of this before and that it was in none of the books he had studied etc. It was like there was something wrong with me because I hated being circumcised. Now of course I understand that this is a very normal reaction to a violation of this kind and that there was nothing wrong with me at all, but the societal “blackmail” to be grateful that you are circumcised and never to dare speak a word against it was overwhelming. If you dared suggest that you were anything but overjoyed to be circumcised there had to be something wrong with you and you needed psychiatric attention. What a load of trash! What was really unbelievable was the pressure that I witnessed this “arse about face” thinking put on perfectly healthy intact guys. Some actually began to think they were dirty and wished they were circumcised. Not only the circumcised are victims of this revolting practice.
When I was 27 (1993) I discovered the internet and searched for info on circ (with some trepidation) and found an internet site all about ending circumcision and instructions on non-surgical restoration. It took me quite some time to get over finding out that I was not the only one who hated circ and wanted to restore. I got a lot of support from other guys I met via the web page and I started my restoration.
At first I started with the only method we knew back then, taping the remaining skin forward. Mainly this would just keep the glans covered and moist, stretching and skin
growth would really only occur during nocturnal erections. This method is very slow but it was a great experience for me. I remember my glans changed colour from a dull pink to a deep healthy purple, at the end of the day if I remained covered I could detect an odour when changing my tape, after a while I also began to produce some smegma. Each of these events was hugely exciting for me and I began to feel like a real person again. My confidence grew and the restoration process had a positive effect on everything I did.
Soon after that the T-Tape method came out and in 1994 I began in earnest with T- Taping. The skin growth rate was incredible compared to the ordinary taping I’d done before and using the toilet was even much easier (you don’t have to pull the tape off to go). It wasn’t long before I was using foam cones with the T-Tape because there was so much skin beyond the glans when under tension that it would fold up and pinch. The cones provide a surface over which the skin can stretch, like the glans does in the earlier stages. By 1998 I had full coverage while flaccid and a nice ‘gliding’ skin system while erect.
I stopped in 1998, not because I think I have finished restoring (I can always do with more skin), but because I had achieved what I needed to...
• An inner peace, wholeness and confidence I never knew before • An “up yours” to those cut and allowed me to be cut • Being able to ‘glide’ and not ‘rub’ during sex • To have to retract before urinating (I can never get used to that!) • Smegma!
• And best of all TO WALK INTO A PUBLIC SHOWER PROUDLY SHOWING OFF MY FORESKIN
To conclude...
Circumcision in an invidious practice. It need never have been started, when it did start it should have been shut down immediately With the emphasis that is placed on human rights and particularly the rights of children in modern times, it is nothing short of a reverse miracle that this practice still persists. It is time that children are protected by law, the circumcised are given legal recourse against their circumcisers and that the circumcisers are brought to justice for their crimes.
