The Way We Are

This clip is a little wierd, but read the stuff underneath it – about how heteros are obsessed with the sexual ‘division of labor’ between gay men…

““Either of you guys married?” Little Mike asked, and Paul shook his head no. “I got preëngaged one time, but David here hasn’t never come close, his being a faggot and all.”

Little Mike laughed, and then he looked at me. “For real?” he said. “Is Bromine telling me the truth?”

“Oh, he’s all up inside that shit,” Paul said. “Has hisself a cocksucker—I mean a boyfriend—and everything.”

I could have done my own talking, but it was sort of nice listening to my brother, who sounded almost boastful, as if I were a pet that had learned to do math.

“Well, what do you know,” Little Mike said.

His wife stirred to action then, and became almost sociable. “So this boyfriend,” she said. “Let me ask, which one of you is the woman?”

“Well, neither of us,” I told her. “That’s what makes us a homosexual couple. We’re both guys.”

“But no,” she said. “I mean, like, in prison or whatnot. One of you has to be in for murder and the other for child molesting or something like that, right? I mean, one is more like a normal man.”

I wanted to ask if that would be the murderer or the child molester, but instead I just accepted the joint, saying, “Oh, we live in New York,” as if that answered the question.”

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“It’s astonishing the amount of time that certain straight people devote to gay sex—trying to determine what goes where, and how often. They can’t imagine any system outside their own, and seem obsessed with the idea of roles, both in bed and out of it. Who calls whom a bitch? Who cries harder when the cat dies?”

This is a really great article that talks about one of the things that is rarely talked about – anal cleanliness in prepeation for anal sex. One of the things that has always secretly amused me, when I’m in a club, is the thought of jhow many of the men I’m looking at have carefully given themselves some kind of enema before dressing pretty to go out, because you never know, tonight might be a great night, and you want to be clean and ready to get fucked like you have never been fucked before.

I personally find that two fleet enemas (not one, one is not quite enough) work about perfectly. But use them a good half hour before you get dressed, because sometimes you have to wait a bit to get all the fluid out. YMMV. I also have a waterbag style enema system that is always ready to use, and it arguably does a better job.

If I’m careful eating, and watch my elimination schedule, sometimes an enema isn’t needed, but usually it’s not worth the risk. Buy and keep plenty of fleets in the bathroom.

So, read this article, it’s a good one.

http://www.queerplanet.com.au/moxie/columnists/27-7-06-3.shtml

I’ve been working out again this summer, and I’ve been feeling good and feeling like I look good, and as we all know, when you feel like you are looking good, or at least better than you used to look, well, it’s like a drug, it really gives you a kick.

My body image isn’t necessarily the best to begin with – according to the TV if you’re gay you have to be either a greek god or an effeminate waif, and I’ve never been either. Which has always bothered me. Average looking guys aren’t supposed to be gay.

But, no matter how you look, you look better with some muscles and a bounce in your step, and, since I’m making more money these days, I can spend more time at the gym.

And in the dojo – well, still the gym technically – but I’ve been taking a mixed martial arts class, doing striking training and BJJ, brazilian ju juitszu. Learning how to fight better. Fantastic fun exercise, and it makes me feel a bit more secure, in case, you know, I ever get attacked coming out of a club or something.

Now, I know what you are thinking. How the hell can you wrestle with these guys and not get turned on? Well, when you are actually doing it, and the other guy is trying to hurt you to get you to surrender, it’s not sexual, it’s more primitive than that, it’s survival.

Afterwards, tho, I am all hopped up on testosterone and muscular effort, and it does make me horny as hell. Then I go out with my new muscles and my tougher attitude, and I have to beat the interested guys off with a stick.

I just hope I don’t run into one of the martial arts guys coming out of one of the clubs.

Here’s some muscle porn I picked out to celebrate my new body image.

Gay Muscle Hardcore Pics

Muscle Hunks Ass Fucking Videos

Gay Leather Men Kissing

It’s hot, it’s muggy, it’s the middle of summer, the whole planet is just going crazy, and I’ve been feeling horny and mean. I want to find someone new, treat them like dirt, fuck them hard with just spit for lube, let them cook me nice meals and buy me expensive beers, and make them lick my sweaty asshole right after I finish my workout. And if they don’t do a really good job of it, and really swirl that tongue right in me, I’m gonna kick them to the floor, snarl “You’re wasting my time…”, and walk out and look for somebody else.

You wanna have a little dangerous fun? That’s the mood I’m in these days.

Male X Cross Bondage Submission

Here’s a quote about this, from a more recent article I was reading:

“And last fall, Italian scientists offered a possible explanation for the persistence of gay genes — even though evolution tends to weed out traits that discourage reproduction. The team from the University of Padua found that mothers and aunts of gay men had more offspring than female relatives of heterosexuals, suggesting genes that influence homosexuality in men may increase fertility in females.”

There was more in the original article(altho I might not be remembering this correctly), about how the gene for attraction to men is most likely to be passed down to the youngest sons in the family. I thought this was interesting becuase I am the youngest son of a big family.

Recently, I was thinking about this genetics stuff, and it all sounds fine to me, but it seems to beg a particular question, which is “falling in love”. I’m sure we have all heard the line that being gay is not about who you have sex with, it’s about who you fall in love with.

Why do I fall in love with other men, and not with women? Women are fine to be with, I even have some sexual attraction to women, but I’ve never met a women who made me feel like I could “fall in love” with her. “…IN love”, you know, I love various women, but that magnetic mental and spiritual connection, that woozy electricity, just isn’t there.

I don’t really “trust” women. I “trust” men. (not that I really have any reason to trust men.) Is that crazy?

(This article is reprinted from an earlier blog and is from an earlier time…)

One of the side effects of going thru a bad time at work is that I’ve been going out less, staying in more, and looking at more male porn. Like this guy right here, he looks a little short, but that is a beautifully shaped dick, and it gets even bigger than that when fully hard.

But, I feel bad sometimes when I’m enjoying a delicious looking man like that – because I’m supposed to be writing about porn in this blog, and, well, you know the story by now (or maybe you don’t, read a bit and you will), I’m freaking out and I haven’t been writing.

But when I saw this nearly perfect cock I decided, what the fuck, this is what it’s about, this is what everyone likes to see, share the experience, just sit down and fucking write.

So, after I finished cleaning up an explosive and large orgasm – just what I needed after getting home from work – by fantasizing about sucking that nice fat penis and then – well let me tell you – this guy reminds me of one of the janitors at work, so I dreamed up a little dream about meeting him during lunch in the maintenence room downstairs, when everyone else has gone out to eat, locking the door, and making him take off his clothes for me. I’d make him suck me for a few minutes, just to prove who was the boss in this situation, and I’d force his head down hard on me to make him gurgle a little. But what I really wanted was his big cock, so I pulled him up and sat him down on the utility table, and proceeded to nearly choke myself, bringing tears to my eyes, to show him how much better than anyone else I could suck his cock. But I only did this for a minute, my ass was clean and I wanted him in me. My mouth was full of saliva from giving him the deep throating, so I filled my hand and smeared the spit between my cheeks. “We only have a few minutes, so don’t fuck around…”, I told him, “just give me a second to get used to you, then fuck me as deep as that rod will go!”. He doesn’t speak, only nods, and pushes me down a bit to bring my ass up to him. I’m not softened up at all, and he is very, very big by now, so his pushing in makes me shout….

It’s right about there that I come like a geyser, so you’ll have to finish the rest of the story yourself. :-)

Here’s some links to some free gay porn:

Big Dick Gallery

Gay Big Dick

This is some young male porn I found, I just liked the pages.

Gay Boys 1

Gay Boys 2

I finally starting to get used to the new regime at work, the “war culture” of the new company, and the things I have been having to do to keep my job. The people who were above me are gone, a lot of the old staff are gone, a lot of the output and analysis have been outsourced, and so far it looks like they are keeping me for the time being. They are putting me thru various training sessions, for which I have to travel about 400 miles and spend a few days living in a hotel, and they are paying for it all, which I doubt they would do if I was close to getting the axe.

Hey, I realize I had it too easy before. It was an easy job, the American Dream job. But the workplace just isn’t about that anymore, Temps are the future, outsourcing the way, the truth, and the light. I’m seeing this as a valuable toughening experince, something I needed to put a little armor on my back.

But, I’ve been a little lonely. Something like this really makes you think about those guys that seem to be able to find steady relationships, and to be happy with them. It makes you think, at least a bit, about ‘marriage’, about having a partner. About love.

But thinking about it makes me realize that I’m still not very comfortable with love. I think in ways I’m the stereotypical gay man – more interested in lust than in love, more interested in sex than in a relationship. (Wait a minute – that’s not just stereotypically gay, it’s stereotypically MALE. It’s exactly the same thing that I’ve heard a thousand women bitch about het men. Ha Ha! I’m not so much of a freak after all! I’m just a man.)

I’m not so sure I need a permananet lover – I just need a reliable roommate, one that I like and trust. But it probably wouldn’t work. Sex would rear it’s head, then attachment, then jealousy.

It almost makes you think the sexless marriage is a good idea.

Anyway, I’ve degenerated into a rant here. No free gay porno this entry, I’m all wrapped up in thoughts of love, the needs of the cock will have to wait, altho not long, not long at all.

I wish everyone a good day at work tomorrow! Appreciate the good in what you have, because change is inevitable. Change is inevitable.

This is what I want my boyfriends to buy me! And right away! Supposedly this new gizmo produces the most intense male orgasms ever; it’s the perfect gay sex toy.

Here’s more info about the “Aneros” prostate massager from the Male G Spot website.

From the website: “What is the Aneros?

The Aneros MGX Massager is a patented anal sphincter-driven, prostate-perineum massager. With the Aneros, men can achieve strong continuous, non-ejaculatory, full body orgasms previously unattainable through conventional sexual techniques. We refer to this type of orgasm as the “Dream Orgasm,” while many of our users call it the “Super-O.” “

“What makes the Aneros truly unique is that it is a hands-free, self-propelled device. The Aneros converts the anal sphincter’s natural motions and contractions directly into stimulation of the prostate and perineum, meaning that the user does not use it have to use it manually. That’s right, no hands! “

(side note – I do wonder a bit about the name – technically, an-eros would mean something like “anti lust”. I guess the “an” in this case is supposed to refer to the anus, in which case you could say it means “anal lust”. Not that anybody cares about word meanings and greek in marketing, anyway…)

Male G Spot Aneros Testimonials

Buy me one for Christmas Daddy!

I’ve been asking before the question, “why does being fucked in the ass feel so good?”. Now, I know that one commonly given explanation is that male anal sex, that is, being the bottom in male anal sex, stimulates the prostate. I’m willing to acept this, and I think it is definitely part of the story. But, I happen to know that anal sex can feel pretty damn good for a woman too. And, women don’t have prostates. So, there is obvously a lot more to the story.

Anyway, I’m going to go get my prostate massaged the good old fashioned way…

Here’s a gay sex pic that reminds me a lot of my life these days – in this picture, I’m the guy getting butt fucked. This is part of the reason I was asking about the best gay condoms the other day, I’ve been having a lot of anal lately, both fucking, and, oh, especially delicious, being well fucked. The guy I am seeing these days is a great match for me, in size and attitude, so I’m getting to be the top and bottom about equally, and damn damn damn it is feeling so good!

I’m usually the top, because I’m a bigger guy, and I attract bottoms, but it’s nice to have both.

Why does being fucked in the ass feel so good? This is a question that really puzzles and intrigues me, and I guess I have some mixed feelings about it, probably the dregs of cultural guilt. I know the typical medical answers, prostate gland, nerve endings, etc, etc, but it’s still somehow mysterious. I know I’m going to have to explore this question more in the future…

Anyway, I’ll try to write more often, but I make no promises- because when I do, the promise itself seems to repress my readiness to write.

Anyway, I’ve been thinking lately about the question of condoms. Everybody keeps hoping a cure or vaccination against HIV and AIDS is right around the corner, and maybe it is, but for now it’s condoms, condoms, condoms all day long.

I know it’s crazy and dangerous, but I have been having more bareback sex this past year. And, as everybody in the world knows, sex without a condom is a much richer and more sensually complex experience. It’s fucking addicting, is what it is. I’ve been a “responsible gay man” much of my adult life, and used a lot of condoms, but these recent bareback fucks have made me do some thinking about the best gay condoms.

I’m not sure I’m using the best condom, to put it in a nutshell. I still mostly use the condom brand that I started using in college, and I haven’t experimented and tested all that much. Now I’m wondering if I have been using the right condoms, and if there are condoms out there that would be just as safe but give me a better sensory experience.

I typed “best condoms” into google, and the first page was this one:
7 best condoms
Which seems to be more oriented to straight men, and has all these crazy condoms that I personally had never seen before – Stuff like this:
“Trojan Twisted Pleasure
This condom comes with a very different design. It has been moulded with a special twist starting at the middle of the condom and ending at its tip. This patented twist allows for a small amount of space between the condom and the penis, and during penetration creates extra friction for both partners through the free movement of the latex material.”

Damn, I feel like such a fogey. When did condom technology pass me by?

So, anyway, if you are reading this and have an opinion on the best gay condoms, rubbers with the ideal mixture of safe sex and pleasure, please leave a comment to let me know what your opinion and experiences are. What do you think is the best gay condom?

I’m going to be making some tests, and hopefully in the next weeks or months I’ll have a new favorite condom to talk about.