I was 8 1/2 then. Definitely the age where the half still gets mentioned. (Maybe I should be telling people that I'm 43-and-a-half now.) I had just bought a copy of Fantastic Four #179. Reed Richards, also known as the stretching Mr. Fantastic had been overcome by a foe and cast into a dangerous dimension. My heart raced as I opened the comic and began the story titled "A Robinson Crusoe in the Negative Zone!" and saw Reed floating helplessly in his underwear. (He looked so good in those baby-blue boxer-briefs way before anyone had heard of boxer-briefs!) Something was awakened in me. I'm not sure it was sexual, but I had fantasies about being there in the Negative Zone with Reed. We would have each others' backs. We would comfort each other and grow close. We would be best friends and survive on our wits. Well, we'd survive on Reed's wits because he is incredibly smart, natch! And, so important to me at the time, Reed would be in his underwear.

Reed Richards is the kind of guy I always wanted. He is a leader. He values intelligence over strength or force, though he wan't afraid to use either when his loved ones were threatened. And his super-ability to stretch was the coolest power any superhero ever had! It's no surprise that I spend a good deal of time stretching guys' foreskin in my Foreskin Exam videos. Considering my life-long love of Reed Richards, it's even less surprising that I run a website called Fantastic Foreskin!

I recently got this question from a member and wanted to share my response with everyone on here:

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I have been watching your videos and I get incredible horny watching you making them show off their foreskin and how much you like it. I love how focused you are to the foreskin. When did you discover your foreskin interest? What released it?

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It's funny you ask about how I developed my foreskin passion. I've been thinking a lot about it lately.

I can't remember the first uncut guy I was with, but I do remember that I was intrigued. I wasn't sure if I liked it or not, but it fascinated me. Then I had sex with another uncut guy and I realized it was a "thing." I wanted to know more.

In my very early 20s, I was in West Hollywood and flipping through gay porn magazines. I was looking at a Freshmen Magazine and saw the first batch of Bel Ami guys. They were young, but I was even younger at the time. But unlike me, they all had foreskins. I bought the magazine and repeatedly took in those intact, skin-covered dicks. I loved the way the foreskins hung and tapered. I loved the way every one was different from the other. Soon after this, I met a guy named Javier at a gay club in Orange County close to my home. When he mentioned that he was uncut, I had to have him! He had a great foreskin, long and smooth. He would get so wet and his foreskin would fill up with pre-cum. I think it embarrassed him, but I loved it! I recall back in the early 90s, a lot of the uncut guys I'd meet were embarrassed about being uncut. I can understand why. Many of my cut friends said they found uncut cocks disgusting and they would never go near them. Now all of those people can't wait to get their hands on a hooded rod. A big turning point for me was my first trip to Europe in 1994. It was like landing in a magical land where wishes come true and unicorns brought me chocolate and gold on a rainbow. It was a dream come true to be around millions of uncut guys. Foreskins everywhere I looked! I had fantasized about it for months leading up to the trip and it was every bit as good as I hoped.

A few years after that, I met an English guy and we were a couple for 8 years. Even when I was mad at him, I was still attracted to him. He had a sexy, tight foreskin that I couldn't get enough of. I still think about it.

But where did it all start? What was the first spark in my fiery passion for the prepuce? I think it may have been History class. Some of the first naked male images I saw were Greek and Roman statues in my world history books. The men were beautiful. I couldn't believe I was in school and looking at naked men. I was in heaven. All those Greeks, and all those Romans, had that beautiful, unforgettable foreskin vigilantly protecting their glans so that the men could be warriors, heros and even gods.

That's how I began my long love-affair with foreskin.

--Robert Chandler

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