Finished knitting a new sweater today. The wool is so soft against my skin, it reminds me of those first few times I explored the feeling of silk and lace against my cock. I spent so many years just numb down there, never understanding what everyone was so obsessed with. Now the simplest textures can make my whole body shiver. I still can't get hard, not really, but the sensitivity is... overwhelming sometimes. Just the weight of my own tits or the brush of a skirt against my thighs can make me gasp. It's confusing and a little frightening, to have this entire part of me wake up after being asleep for so long. I wonder if anyone else has ever felt like a stranger in their own body.