It’s been six hours, I still am in awe at the sublime comfort fogging my junk provides, this wonderful feeling will last days.

Not to diminish the joy of paying to raise a child but I miss my foreskin more than the trillions of gametes in the preceding decades that similarly to today’s batch, didn’t make it.

Also, importantly, I am not an accredited pelvic steaming technician. If you try this and get a 3rd degree burn on your taint, well… that’s on you, chief.