The day when my penis discovered its oldest online history

When I started this blog, I wanted to begin with the story of the oldest photo of my fully erect penis. In the end, I couldn’t find it, but I never stopped looking. So one fine day, my efforts were rewarded: the Internet Archive showed me that in all its glory and revealed something more about me.

I’m coming back to this thing five years later, because it turned out that the first photo I mentioned on this blog in the second post not only still exists, but in fact wasn’t the first photo I ever took intentionally and published. It turns out there’s a bit older photo, which I also took when I was 21, and it had been waiting to be discovered for over a decade! And I only got them because it was saved as part of Tumblr on an archive beyond my control. However, accessing it wasn't as simple as it seems.

The search went on for the past few years​

It’s a fact. The place where I started posting photos of my penis was Tumblr. It was a popular platform where a lot was allowed, which is why many men my age started doing it there and exploring the world of exhibitionism until it was banned in 2018.

My Tumblr page was created in 2012 and was titled “Oreanos”, a loose variation on the name of the Greek titan Okeanos, because, on the one hand, I wanted to hide my identity, and on the other, to give my online nickname an aura of ancient gravitas and mystery. So it was as Oreanos, and not as Marsczon, that I first decided to make my penis visible on the internet, and it was under this nickname that, over the following years, I discovered further layers of content of interest to me on Tumblr, some of which served as a good learning experience for me in the era before my more fruitful presence on LPSG.

I remembered that name because I still use an email address with that username. Using “Oreanos” as the search term, I scoured Google Search for traces of my past activity, including photos from Tumblr, hoping that something had been preserved in amateur copies or that someone had shared them further - the chances of which were low, because to be honest, my penis is just like many others and there was no one who took an interest in it. During this search, however, I didn’t think about the Internet Archive, being pretty sure that this archive doesn’t keep the content of some random Tumblr cocks-blogs. What’s more, I was convinced that I’d deleted all my activity from my page before anyone could copy it.

However, one day I entered the full address of my page into the archive search engine - this was whilst I was researching archived pages of “The Masturbator's Sanctum” - and I found my Tumblr page there, just as a template, with no images, saved shortly after it was created. I took this as a trace of my activity and nothing more, because for some reason the Internet Archive wasn’t displaying the two images attached to the page. That said, it didn’t surprise me, as many other pages saved in archives have the same problem; moreover, given that on this particular page the images contained uncensored depictions of male genitalia, the reason for the hiding could have been more complicated. Nevertheless, the page in this form turned out to be part of the “Wide Crawl started September 2012” collection created by web crawlers.

Nothing ever gets lost on the internet​

Feeling disappointed and a bit desperate, I suddenly had the idea of contacting the Internet Archive team to ask them to manually go through the collection and find the missing photos. What a crazy idea, right? And how much would it cost, if it were even possible? However, I gave up before I did anything, as it would have been a very strange request; I doubt anyone often asks archive staff to look for a photo of a penis from a decade ago. So, having given up, I limited myself to refreshing the page every day, hoping that the photos might be stored on some older, offline hard drives and might appear if I managed to wake them up with my queries to the server.

It might seem a bit unbelievable, but that’s exactly what happened! On 9 August 2025, when I refreshed the page, one of the two previously unavailable photos appeared before my eyes. And what really surprised me was that it wasn’t the photo I’d been waiting for.

It was a completely different photo, and what’s more, it had the earliest date of the two posts – 19 September 2012. I was both very surprised and delighted, because I’d discovered a new-old photo of mine from years ago that I’d completely forgotten about – and it was the first intentional photo of my penis, which had been waiting to be discovered for almost 13 years! What’s more, this single find confirmed the rule that nothing ever disappears from the internet - not even penises!

I saw exactly this image, which brought back a flood of emotions and memories:


I recognized everything, even though my penis looked a bit different back then. The head was tucked away so shyly, with the foreskin clinging tightly around it because this part of my cock really was afraid to come out. Stiff and shy, standing gently out from the fly. That’s exactly what that penis was like, and that’s exactly what I was like too! This is a snapshot of a 21-year-old guy in 2012.

When I’d calmed down a bit after that find, I took a closer look at the surroundings in the photo, which were also quite surprising. A very dark room, old, rough furniture, dark clothes. As if I were some sort of dark character who’d taken a break to masturbate in his secret hideout before committing a theft or some other criminal act under cover of night. It sounds completely unlike me, but surprisingly, in a way, it’s true.

Night (horny) watchman on duty​

Well, as a young man, I took on all sorts of jobs. I wanted to be helpful and useful, so I never turned down a new job when someone offered me one, and so in September I agreed to stand in as a night watchman at an old factory. The client didn’t know it, but it was “my” factory.

It was a place on the edge of town, and I knew it like the back of my hand, because my grandfather used to work there. He took me there many times when I was in my early school years, and I knew all the buildings, including the oldest historic building, which housed the management offices. By 2012, however, no one I knew from the past worked there anymore, and some of the buildings had been taken over by new businesses, though the structure remained the same, and my job was to keep an eye on the area at night when it was closed. It was a wonderful experience for me, as I had returned to a place from my youth and had it all to myself at night. Whilst following my boss’s instructions, I was able to see what had changed and what had stayed the same. Every solo night-time patrol was an adventure for me.

When I wasn’t outside, I could warm myself up in the building next to the entrance gate, which was only for my use from 8 pm until 5.30 am. The interior was rough and dark, and certainly not as I remembered it, because in the past many people used to meet in this building and, to some extent, the workplace social life also flourished, as evidenced by the analogue photos I have in a drawer at home, which capture many people I knew too. The sight of this place in faded colours did not make me happy, but it was nice to see some of the old furnishings.

Between field trips, I’d read fantasy books (such as Lem’s “Ijon Tichy”, and I must say, it was a wonderful read for a young guy like me, shut away in an old time-machine-like building against the backdrop of a dark sky!), or I’d listen to the radio, or I’d just contemplate. And when I was thinking, my penis also had its voice. At first very quietly, but then more and more clearly, demanding release in a place where I had enough memories to store new ones. But also to start writing its online story based on Tumblr, the app for which I always had on my first Android smartphone.

I was completely alone in the building and within a radius of several hundred meters around it, so when my penis began to grow beneath my clothes, I pulled it out through the fly, feeling both very aroused and confused, because I felt as if I had exposed myself in that place to the world - and to the people who were there in my memory. In a way, I was even afraid that my penis would desecrate this place, but as always, my excitement got the better of me, and I ignored the voice of my anti-masturbation upbringing. On the other hand, I didn’t undress completely there, I just gave my manhood a little breathing space. Besides, even if the boss had come to check if I was there, I would have had time to hide my cock.

Then I reached for my phone, which was already two years old at the time, to take a photo of my penis, the first of its kind, with the intention of posting it on Tumblr. That’s because it was the best place for it - a bit “mine”, though temporary, and with anonymous furnishings that couldn’t tell anything about me. At the time, I didn’t want to share photos with elements of my home or surroundings, but at the same time, I really (really, really!) wanted to share a photo of my penis. Simply because I wanted to show it off,which should be seen as the beginning of my exhibitionist tendencies.

I posted the photo I’d taken with great excitement on my Tumblr page. Just like that, without a title or description (which seems strange to me now). And in that very simple way, my penis went out into the world for the first time. It happened at 3:54 AM, right before the end of my night shift.

The moment I posted the photo was incredible for me, because from that point on, I had no idea who would see it or what the reaction would be. I knew, however, that I no longer had any control over it - and, as I admit years later, that assessment was very accurate.

From that moment on, the old factory definitely felt even more like “mine.” Often, when I drive by, I look at the window where my “office” used to be and think about what I used to do there. Now I’m glad that I also have this photo from there, which is very special to me. And at the same time, I regret a little that I didn’t have the desire or courage to do more there, because today I’d definitely be more “creative.”

Symbolic return to the past​

As soon as I decided to write about all this here on the blog, I tried to reproduce that old photo. On June 10, 2026, I put on the pair of jeans I had that were closest to the original - though, unfortunately, they didn’t look much like them - and then I reached for the same sweater I’d worn during my night shift. Yes, that dark striped sweater was still in my closet, and I found it quickly, even though I hadn’t worn it in years and hadn’t thought about it. It was true that I was warm in it - it is June, after all - but it was worth rubbing my penis against it. I was also happy that it still fit me very well.


The photo was taken quickly, although this task -which is simple in theory - turned out to be complicated. That’s because I can no longer become fully erect and keep my foreskin covered, as I could when I was 21. So I took the photo without being fully erect, to avoid causing the foreskin to retract. This situation clearly showed me that my penis is no longer the same penis it was almost 14 years ago. I mean, it’s the same - it curves in the same direction and has the same foreskin - but its “motility” is now slightly different. Besides, my penis is now fully hairy, and the hair sticks out freely from the fly when the glans is hidden under the foreskin. Also, in the newer photo, the penis looks slightly thicker and not as pencil-like as in the original one.

The first photo of my penis, which had been preserved on Tumblr in the Internet Archive, disappeared again after I recovered it. Simply refreshing the page caused the image to fail to load once again, and subsequent attempts failed to load it. I had made a copy, so it didn’t upset me, but on the other hand, I was hoping to see the second photo someday - the one I remembered, posted at a later date.

What was lost has been found

However, even in this case, patience proved to be one of my strengths. After a while, visiting the site also revealed a second photo, but without the first one. This was the photo I remembered, and which I described on this blog five years ago in this way, writing at the time that it was my very first photo ever:

The first full-fledged photo with my penis I took in Sept 2012. It was in the public toilet at work. At the center of this photo you could see a fully hard young cock with a well visible head under the tight foreskin, which was hung over the sink. Above of cock was a visible unbuttoned blazer and below naked hairy legs. These were the only photo I managed to take because I was in the process of quick wild jerking, but I added them on Tumblr the next day. This photo didn't receive much approval, but stayed in my memory for good - and only there. I lost this photo when I deleted my account sometime later. I did it because at this stage I didn't want to admit to myself that I like to expose my penis in public.
And so, the photo I tried to describe as precisely as possible at the time turned out like this, and it only partially matched what I had stored in my memory:


Today I know that I wasn’t wearing a blazer at the time, but the same sweater as in the previous photo, and I didn’t expose my hairy legs in any way. However, the position of my penis and the location where I took the photo are correct. It was in a small, rather old toilet at the back of the building, and I did indeed go there to ejaculate into the toilet bowl - the same one I’d used a few years earlier as a much younger, innocent guy. I remember that even though it was the middle of the night and I was all alone, far from other people, I was still afraid that my boss would walk in at any moment, look for me in that restroom, see me with my penis in my hand, and then tell everyone that I was a passionate masturbator who thinks about his penis even while at work (oh, what a crazy thought that was!). So the fun didn’t last very long. I did wonder, though, if anyone else had used that toilet for that purpose before, and I think it’s quite possible.

The date shows that I posted this photo the following night, on September 20 at 3:53 a.m. That’s true, because I spent several nights on the factory property, and my Google Maps location history confirmed that I was there on September 19 and 20. A note I wrote from memory five years ago also indicated that I took this photo the day before (September 19), when I pulled my penis out at work. However, I’m not sure if I took this photo with my phone’s camera, because it doesn’t show the artifacts typical of the camera on my old phone. Something tells me, though, that I also had a regular digital camera in my backpack at the time for better quality and copied the photo using a micro SD card to my phone’s. This photo was taken only a dozen or so or several dozen minutes after the first one, since it was taken just before cumming.

It’s hard to say how long I’d been searching for this photo in various ways. It was stuck in my memory, blurry, until it finally revealed itself to me in its entire glory. The emotions I felt upon this discovery were similar to those I had with the earlier photo. This time, however, it was as if I had found something lost that seemed impossible to track down. It’s also hard for me to say why I remembered this particular photo and not the earlier one.

Smooth guy versus patient lumberjack​

This discovery led me to find a similar, more recent photo taken in a comparable setting for another comparison. I checked my personal archives - which I no longer delete on an impulse - and also selected a frame from a video I recorded recently, one that, like this photo, isn’t technically very good.

Today, that same 21-year-old guy with a penis is 35 years old, and after taking off his clothes in a different toilet, he looks like this:


The comparison shows that the shaft is just as stiff as ever. The head of my penis used to be tightly covered most of the time because it was very sensitive, but today it’s always exposed, and it’s hard to surprise it in any way. My pubic hair was neatly and elegantly cut, and my shaft and testicles were smoothly shaved. Today, everything around my penis is completely covered with hair. The hairline from my pubic area to my navel used to be neatly lined up (I dreamed of having a straight, thick line of hair there, inviting someone to reach into my underwear), but now that area is wildly overgrown with hair.

Another interesting detail is the appearance of my belly. You can see the passage of time, a few extra kilograms, and something I noticed a few years ago: the inner part of my belly button isn’t visible anymore. If I weighed about 63 kg in the new photo, how much did I weigh in the old one? I don’t know that, but it was definitely less, because I was certainly thinner. Nevertheless, fortunately, my waist circumference hasn’t changed much.

On the first glance, the photos seem to show, on the one hand, a nice, neat and young guy who must have been fun to be with, and on the other hand, a rough, mature man who likes his body hair and might be prone to being violent and running around the woods with an axe (his penis) as lumberjack. The truth, however, is that the first one liked quick fun and wanted to release his semen for his own pleasure, while the second one can do it for hours in various ways and treats his penis as a tool with which he also wants to give pleasure to others. Besides, the person I am today is still sometimes ashamed of what I used to do and of my ignorance back then - though that wasn’t entirely my fault at the time. I’m also much more confident, I’m more fit and have more strength, and I’m not ashamed of what my penis looks like in its wild state. What’s more, the apparent roughness of this hairy member has become its trademark.

More than just the oldest photos​

In any case, the photos didn’t get any reaction when they were originally posted on Tumblr. That doesn’t mean they were taken in vain, though, because they now have the chance to be seen by others right here on the LPSG blog. Yes, here they are - they’ve been waiting for this for over 13 years!

What’s more, there are many indications that the deactivated Internet Archive drives actually needed to be “woken up,” because when I started writing this post, my old photos were once again unavailable, and subsequent attempts to open the page resulted in a blank template, however, they became available the next day. The photos from September 2012 that I showed here have been archived at:
https://web.archive.org/web/20121017202407/http://oreanos.tumblr.com/

I’m posting this link here so everyone can check whether the photos are available as they read this, as well as see what a later version of the same page looked like on July 14, 2014, when I was 23 and still an active Tumblr user. There aren’t any other photos of me in separate posts there - I didn’t post any after the first ones went unnoticed - but you can see my avatar (with a penis!) and the background also features a penis (what a cheeky guy, and his stupid member!).


That shamelessness, hidden behind a slight pixelation, perhaps best illustrates who I still was as a young man two years later. I was somewhat shy when it came to posting content online, but at the same time bold enough to show my genitals on the front page. I also had no problem showing off my tight foreskin among all the circumcised penises on other Tumblr pages, which in itself was an act of great bravery, because I wouldn’t do that the same way today.

However, I think the most interesting posts are the ones I shared there, because they reflect my preferences - that is, images that I still enjoy looking at today. The most important ones are the ones featuring a guy in sports shoes, reblogged from the blog “fatcockbro”, which is known all over the world, and the equally popular photo showing Anthony Romero’s entire front.

At this point, I have to admit that on June 12, 2026, I treated myself to a marathon of his best porn, and I have to say that the masculine magnetism captured on video remains, as always, something truly exceptional. I liked the series he did with Austin Wilde (the video and the behind-the-scenes footage) the most, where you can see the chemistry and passion between them. Austin seemed to be genuinely in love with Anthony, and as I watched their videos, I dreamed of being in Austin’s place.

The saved page also includes the sites I was following, and it’s clear that among them was “The Masturbator’s Sanctum” - one of the most important, if not the most important and largest, encyclopedias of male masturbation in history, which I wrote more about here. Author Funky007, whom I had the chance to meet after Tumblr banned porn, no longer has to take my word for it that this site was important to me. He has it all right here in black and white, along with my cock. What’s more, it was thanks to his archived Tumblr page that I found my site, which brought me so much fun.

Among the websites I follow were also:

• Ratemymeat - this site was so popular that you can view almost all the posts in the archives - amateur photos of penises with descriptions like “23 | Gay | 8” | Australia | 5 Stars.”
• Hotguyshotunderwear - just underwear and everything related to it.
• Biblogdude - perfect for me, with a mix of straight and gay content.
• Marinecocks - featuring amateur photos of soldiers and descriptions of their backgrounds.
• Hipsterpornproject - back then, people still knew who a hipster was.
• Catholicboysintrouble - a provocative title and not-so-innocent content
• Bravodelta9 - the diary of a porn star just a year older than me, who was decades ahead of me when it came to sexual freedom - I envied his complete openness.
• Rippedguys - because you never get tired of looking at perfect bodies.
• Collegecock - the guys from college are the best.

Interestingly, browsing through the pages I’d bookmarked made me realize how lucky I was that my blog had been saved by the crawlers, especially since my first photos weren’t available long. It turned out that several of the sites I was following hadn't been archived in any form, meaning that whatever was on them is most likely lost forever. The exact same thing could have happened to my photos, which would have prevented me from writing this post.

Finally, I should add that my Tumblr page isn’t the only one saved in the Internet Archive. Two years ago, I discovered that the crawlers had also saved older posts from this blog there. Admittedly, newer posts won’t end up there so easily due to the adult content warning banner introduced in 2025, but the very fact that some posts and photos from this blog remain there in an easily accessible form is, for me, a guarantee that something of mine will live on.

And that's it. Thank you so much for reading this post. It's amazing that there are still people in the world who read this kind of content! I'd love it if you could leave a comment and let me know what you think about all this. Which old photo of my penis is better? Which penis is more exciting: younger with the foreskin covering the glans when erect, or my current? Maybe you used to post on Tumblr, too, and your photos are in the Internet Archive as well? Let me know.