No two circumcisions (or penises for that matter) are identical. My cut left me with little sensation in my dick, which makes it difficult for me to orgasm. I also have zero gliding mechanism remaining because I got cut "high and tight" style, so I can't masturbate for long before it gets tears and bleeds. Even if sex feels amazing you never know what you're missing out on (NSFW example), like a person born colorblind. I once heard an intact cis-man describe the sensation as "if I could lend you a foreskin for one day you would flee the country and change your identity to keep it forever". I'm a bisexual man and I love playing with cute men's foreskins and it makes me sad when I compare theirs to my scar---which disturbs me additionally because I see it as two pieces of dissimilar skin tissue (mucousal and regular) that are fused together in a Frankenstein way. There is also the matter of the trauma from the pain (it's not possible to sufficiently aenesthetize a newborn as they could for an adult going through the same procedure), which can effect a permanent change in personality even without a conscious memory of the event. It fucks me up to think about how something like that could have changed me psychologically, even if the possibility is small.
No two circumcisions (or penises for that matter) are identical. My cut left me with little sensation in my dick, which makes it difficult for me to orgasm. I also have zero gliding mechanism remaining because I got cut "high and tight" style, so I can't masturbate for long before it gets tears and bleeds. Even if sex feels amazing you never know what you're missing out on (NSFW example), like a person born colorblind. I once heard an intact cis-man describe the sensation as "if I could lend you a foreskin for one day you would flee the country and change your identity to keep it forever". I'm a bisexual man and I love playing with cute men's foreskins and it makes me sad when I compare theirs to my scar---which disturbs me additionally because I see it as two pieces of dissimilar skin tissue (mucousal and regular) that are fused together in a Frankenstein way. There is also the matter of the trauma from the pain (it's not possible to sufficiently aenesthetize a newborn as they could for an adult going through the same procedure), which can effect a permanent change in personality even without a conscious memory of the event. It fucks me up to think about how something like that could have changed me psychologically, even if the possibility is small.