I Love My Body

I am a pretty good looking guy for 58.  Slim build but not muscular.  Blonde hair blue eyed.  Good size cock and it works when called upon. In the past I have faired pretty well with the opposite sex.   Now, here is my deep dark secret. My chest is not perfect. Instead of a straight sternum, mine is sunken. It looks as if when I was a baby somebody pushed their thumb in my chest reforming it. (Maybe an angel did it.) Many years ago a surgeon discouraged me from fixing it because plastic surgery was at its infancy and I would have had noticeable scars. Besides, he said from a distance it looks like I have the chest of a body builder. From a distance.......Close up I look like I have tits, even when I was a kid.   Now I’ve seen women with the same issue but it sort of enhances a woman’s voluptuous tits and they look sexy. I just look like a guy who has tits. When I was a kid I remember someone saying in horror, “He’s got a hole in his chest”. TOTAL humiliation. Not like I wasn’t already terribly insecure.   I have never taken my shirt off outdoors. EVER!  My body actually looks pretty good if I have a shirt on, but a tight t-shirt will reveal my sunken flaw. I am constantly aware of what looks good on me.  Best is a three piece suit which I am able to wear when I am performing in front of gobs of people.   That being said, I love my body. I am fit and healthy.  It has served me well. I am grateful for the pleasure my body gives me. I start my day pampering myself with this amazing gift that was given to me. In the morning I get in the shower and hold the hand held shower head toward my body to wake myself up. The warm splashing water across my body is invigorating. I lower it to my favorite part of my body. I love the feel of the water splashing up from below my scrotum and over my cock until the stimulations makes me hard. I can’t help but grab my cock and start stroking myself slowly while spraying from my chest down to my cock for about a minute. I put the shower head in it’s holster and soap my body up. Oh, how awesome it feels to slide my hands over my soap filled body. How nice to grab my already hard cock and start stroking with extra stimulation from soap lubrication. The feel of my six inch cock sliding through my hand-of-an-imaginary-vagina while my other hand is rubbing over my perfect-imperfect chest squeezing my tits then down across my stomach to my scrotum squeezing my balls while stroking myself is awesome. God it feels good. I take this all in for about five minutes, right handed then left handed jerking, rubbing, soaping. Getting myself to the point where I want to shoot my load everywhere. Then I stop. I proceed to wash myself knowing that later today I will be home again, naked, reading a story at ST and will have the leisure to take my time and bring myself to a long awaited orgasm.  So even though I have not lain on a beach with just swim trunks, or naked for that matter. I don’t go outdoors with my shirt off. I’ve never enjoyed a full body tan. Behind closed doors, I love this body.