Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Escalation

So one day, I met with a guy who was anxious to end his curiosity over what it would be like to get with another guy.  He was really specific about how he wanted to go about this – let’s get together and masturbate together but that didn’t mean we’d jerk each other off.  I was okay with this despite being a bit amused because as we sat and talked about this, he had a very serious look on his face that I just found kinda funny.

That he wanted to start with the smallest of baby steps made sense; too many guys wanna jump into the whole nine yards as a first time and most wind up regretting such a decision.  Anyway, I assured him that nothing was going to happen other than he wanted to happen and I meant that; I’ve also heard of guys being told one thing, only to have something else happen and that’s kinda fucked up in my opinion.

So we go to his place and head straight to the bedroom where we both strip from the waist down; he puts some “regular” porn in the DVD and the stroking begins after the “usual” equipment compliments.  I’m not really watching what’s on the screen because I’m watching him trying not to look at what I’m doing and, yeah, I’m amused (but not laughing) at his running commentary about what’s on the screen as he slowly strokes his dick.

He’s restless and, to me, his body language is saying that this isn’t quite working for him because despite the action on the screen, I’ve noticed that he keeps getting soft and hard again and a little voice in my head asked, “You know what he’s getting ready to ask you, right?  Just wait a moment,,,”

Sure enough, he shifts his position so that he’s more or less facing me and asks, “Um, can I touch your cock?” – then adds, “If you wanna touch mine, that’ll be okay.”  So now we’re massaging each other’s dicks, not really rushing but literally getting a feel for each other.  I’m still watching him; he’s got his eyes locked on his hand around my dick and his eyes seem to be a bit… glazed and my little voice asks, “Care to guess what he’s gonna ask you now?”

As he tugs upward on me a fat drop pre-cum oozes out; he blinks, looks at me and asks, “What does that taste like?  Would it be okay if I tasted it?”  I tell him that it would be okay but he doesn’t have to if he really doesn’t want to.  He thinks about it for a moment then leans over and uses his tongue to lap up that drop and the touch makes me shudder.  He sits up and looks thoughtful as he processes what he’s tasting – then he nods as if saying to himself that it didn’t taste bad at all.

He then says, “Um, I think it’ll be okay if we, um, taste each other but, um, please don’t cum in my mouth, okay?”  I told him that if I was going to cum, I’ll warn him so he can stop; he says that he’ll warn me as well but I just shrug and tell him that warning me isn’t necessary and assured him that I wouldn’t be offended if he did cum while I was, uh, tasting him.

That was agreeable to him so we stretch out side by side and start tasting each other and I’m doing my best not to just devour him as he kisses my dick, licks it, and experiments with taking my knob into his mouth and, yeah, I’m trying really hard not to cum because his “fumbling” around is really pushing me to my limits.

He stops what he’s doing and taps me to get my attention:  “I’m going to cum!”  I stop and say that it’s okay if he does, take off the kid gloves and suck him down to the bone and he cums as if he’s been saving it up for a few years.  He’s cussing, moaning, and groaning as he spills into my mouth.  He’s done and I kinda prop myself up to look at him as he gets his act together; I ask him if he’s okay and he nods and mumbles something.

“What’s he gonna do now?” the little voice asks and, honestly, I really couldn’t say; he could move away or totally freak out and since I know there’s no way of guessing, I do an internal shrug and just wait for him to do or say something.  He blinks and shakes his head, shudders just a bit before looking at me with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face before clearing his throats and asking, “Should I finish tasting you?”

“If you want to but I’m probably gonna cum if you do,” I replied truthfully – I’m kinda proud of myself that I hadn’t lost it already.  He’s thinking and I can see the gears turning – then he says that he wants to taste just a bit more and I should let him know when I’m about to cum so he can stop tasting me and I let him know that I will let him know in enough time to stop.

He’s starts, uh, tasting me again but with more purpose than before and I’m just about there so I tap him on the head and say, “I’m gonna cum!” but he’s not stopping;  I gently grab his head to remove him but he slaps my hands away and I hold on long enough to issue a second warning that he studiously ignores… and I cum, my last “conscious” thought was, “Hey, I did warn him…”

We’re dressed now, sitting in his living room and he asks, “You knew I wasn’t going to just stop at us masturbating, didn’t you?”

I just nod and ask, “You knew that you weren’t going to be satisfied with just doing that, didn’t you?”

He laughs and nods; he says, “I really wanted to take those baby steps we talked about but, yeah, I guess I knew I wasn’t gonna leave it at that and I really didn’t want to.”

“I understand,” I said – because I really did understand.  “So… now what?  Has your curiosity been satisfied?”

He laughs again and says, “I’m not sure.  Would it be a bad thing if, ah, I wanted to taste you again, you know, to be sure?”

“I would say it wouldn’t be… but that’s really for you to decide,” I answer just as the little voice in my head says, “You know what he’s gonna say next, don’t you?”

I did and I wasn’t the least bit disappointed when he said, “You know, we should give it another try before you leave, you know, just so I can be really sure…”

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Posted by on 23 May 2017 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts:  “Am I Weird?”

You’re walking along somewhere, minding your own business when you see someone who is male/female just like you are and you get hit with a rush of desire just by looking at them.  Two thoughts cross your mind: One is, “Whoa… what was that and where did it come from?” and the other is that you know that looking at a fellow male/female should not have invoked such an intense response within you.

Maybe you shrug it off or otherwise chalk it up to some other source or reason… but then it happens again, like you’re at work and a coworker passes you – maybe you know of them, maybe you don’t, but that rush of desire is familiar because you’ve felt it before.  That first time might have been coincidence…  but to feel it again?  Perhaps you try to shrug this off in some way but now there’s something going on that requires an explanation and you flag it in your mind, a nice easy test – next time you see someone, how are you gonna react?

If “Don” sees you (and you’re a guy, of course) and stops to ask a question or just to say hi and, whoa, there it is again, that rush of desire that’s threatening to make you pop a boner and now you’re wondering what the fuck is going on; you can’t possibly be getting turned on looking at other dudes!  But there’s no denying what you keep feeling when you look at certain guys even though there’s a part of your mind trying to feverishly deny it because you know that such things ain’t supposed to happen.

Are you as weird as you’d probably be feeling?  Nah, not really and here’s why:  While we are all taught about what should be sexually attractive to us; if you’re a guy, it’s a gal and, well, you know the other side of this.  What we find out is that while our minds might have something to say about this, our bodies are really programmed to be sexually attracted to whatever it thinks is  attractive in that way and this realization causes some issues because it directly clashes with what your brain “knows” to be true.

But if it happened, um, how true could it really be?  I’d be the first to tell you that when you start asking yourself why this has landed on you “out of nowhere” there are a lot of reasons and that some of those reasons might be buried in your subconscious where you can’t readily see or examine them.  There’s a war taking place in that space between your ears and the way your body is reacting ain’t helping matters any; you fervently believe that what you’re feeling can’t and shouldn’t be happening but, yeah, the truth that’s giving you a problem is that it did happen and maybe more than once.

Are you weird because you might see a guy and have a desire to have sex with him?  Are you some kind of freak because “all of a sudden” something like sucking a dick sounds and feels like something you really need to do? Does it make you gay?  Are you bisexual?  Are you crazy because these thoughts are practically dominating your thoughts?

Nah, not really.  It happens because there’s a physical part of our brains that doesn’t give a fuck what you’ve been told or even think about sex and attraction.  “But I’m very attracted to women!”  Of course you are and that didn’t change one bit, did it?  That feels as right as rain and, damn it, just like seeing that half-naked guy at the gym and getting turned on felt right.  It’s kinda simple:  The “lizard” part of our brain only cares about one thing – does someone “look” good enough to have sex with and our senses automatically provide input that either the lizard part of our brain says, “Yeah, I wanna do the nasty with him!” or, “Nah, I ain’t feeling this guy like that… but that dude over there?  Hmm…”

Everything we think we know says that this isn’t a natural reaction and I hate to break it to ya but, yeah, it is and having the thoughts and/or feelings doesn’t make you as weird as you may think; what, do you really believe that you’re the only person who has found themselves feeling/thinking like this?  Let’s get something straight here:  Just because you’ve “suddenly” got this on your mind doesn’t mean you have to run out and make The Lizard happy even though, yup, it would be crazy happy if you did just that and the sooner, the better.

But, hell, no, it doesn’t make you weird; there’s nothing “wrong” with you despite what your conscious thoughts might be telling you.  Doesn’t really mean you’re gay or even bi; if anything, um, you’re a “victim” of a set of stimuli that The Lizard finds sexually exciting.  If you can ward off the desires and stuff, good for you; if you find that you can’t, well, okay, doesn’t mean that you’re weak-minded or anything like that because sexual attraction is some powerful juju and, obviously, doesn’t really work the way you’ve been told it should.

Thinking and doing aren’t the same things; can’t really shut up that little voice in your head screaming at you to suck that dick or eat that pussy – or do both! – but you do have some control over the doing part and many people who have felt this haven’t done a damned thing about it and probably never will.

You’re just not as weird as you might think.

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Posted by on 21 May 2017 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: “Use Me Like the Slut I Wanna Be!”

On my daily visit to the bi guy forum I saw some postings that kinda made me go, “Hmm…” as a lot of guys who have yet to do the deed with a guy are saying what the title of this scribbling says.  Quite a few of these guys have said that they want a guy with a really big dick (or a BBC individual) to just really and seriously give them the high hard one and the rougher that can happen, the happier they’d be.

I tend to find it both amusing and troubling that these men, being as inexperienced in the ways of M2M, have a desire to be subjected to another man’s lust in this fashion; amusing because this thinking is almost straight out of gay porn that can be seen today and troubling because, um, guys, if you’ve yet to be exposed to a man’s lust, you really don’t know what you’re asking for and getting yourself into.  Now, there are some guys who want to be made slutty in a more “romantic” and “loving” kind of way, something you rarely see in gay porn which seems to be more about one guy ravaging another and doing things that even as experienced as I am, makes me shudder.  What I wonder is why some of these inexperienced guys are professing a fondness/desire to really get beat down in that fashion; is it because they’re under the impression that this is the way men are supposed to have sex with other men… or is this something in the personalities of quite a few men who feel that their role in the M2M arena is best served by getting screwed in such a frightening manner?

One guy said he fantasizes about a Black man with a ten-inch (and very thick) dick just hammering him unmercifully and repeatedly and if this guy happened to bring a bunch of similarly endowed friends to the party, so much the better; a member who, by his comment says he’s experienced, indicated that, um, dude, be careful what you wish for and more so if you have no idea what it feels like having a mere five-inch cock in your butt.  Some guys confess to playing with dildos and anyone who owns one knows you can get them in some inhumanly large sizes… which isn’t the same thing as having an overly endowed guy banging away inside your asshole; it’s not even close because even if a guy were to employ such a huge toy, he’s gonna use it on himself in a way that, hopefully, isn’t going to cause any irreparable damage… while there are going to be hugely endowed guys who aren’t going to be so careful about reaming your ass out.

Another guy said that he got greatly turned on by watching a video of a BBC dude who, at first, was jamming all of his dick down the other guy’s throat and holding his head in place as the poor guy on the receiving end gagged.  Then the BBC dude bent the other guy into position, wrapped both of his hands around the guy’s throat, and choked him while just hammering his long, thick cock in there.  I’m reading this and visualizing the action as described and I thought that if some dude tried going that route with me, there’s gonna be a funeral and it ain’t gonna be mine; I’m reading the comments from a lot of guys who not only thought this was hot and damned sexy, it’s something they wanna experience for themselves.

And I asked myself, “Are these motherfuckers out of their ever-loving minds?”  I just do not pretend to understand why there seems to be a lot of guys who think this kind of aggressive sex is fun; I know that, obviously, there are men who are into it but y’all know me:  It’s not enough to know that guys like being fucked like this but why they like being fucked like this.  When I say that the psychology of male bisexuality is fascinating, it can be an understatement at times because even as long as I’ve been “studying” this, there are things that just defy explanation and even the guys who are experienced and deeply into this kind of sex are unable to accurately say why getting seriously beat down appeals to them so much.  Indeed, the kind of sexual beat downs that can be seen today makes things I’ve experience in my younger days look more than tame or, really, like those dudes weren’t even being aggressive in their pursuit to bust a nut at all.

If, as I suspect, gay porn is responsible for this mindset – in part or as a whole – this is just someone’s idea of what M2M sex should be about:  Men totally and completely dominating “lesser” men and using them in rather brutal fashion as they use sex as a weapon to, I guess, prove their dominance.  One guy complained that when he watches gay porn, he rarely sees the “tender side” of M2M where the guy being fucked is being treated kindly and with respect and appreciation and I know he’s not seeing many depictions of this because, um, such “wimpy” and less demonstrative sex ain’t selling DVDs or making guys drop their money on web sites where more “violent” displays of a man’s lust reign supreme.  In their minds, who wants to see two guys having sex in a loving, gentle fashion when the real money and potential excitement is showing an overly endowed man giving some poor hapless guy a sexual beat down to end all beat downs?

Yes, to each his own and whatever floats your boat… but I’ve not been able to figure out why a guy who has never even sucked another man’s dick would want to be fucked in such a manner…

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Posted by on 19 May 2017 in Today's Bisexual Thoughts


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Signs of the Times

It’s just past the middle of May; half of the year hasn’t arrived yet.  In the city of my birth, just twenty miles north and a bit east of where I’m sitting, eighty-five people have been shot and/or killed so far and there’s no sign that there will be an end in sight any time soon and I feel that as the weather gets hotter, aggression will escalate and more people will be shot and/or killed.

The police are in way over their heads and have been for the longest time; they’ve been so busy trying to enact community policing policies that consistently prove that said policies aren’t helping communities very much.  Even with the addition of technology that can detect gunshots and direct officers to the area, it’s like closing the barn door after the cows have already split.  Manpower issues keeps the police in a reactive mode and prevents them from being more proactive; an article referencing the latest shooting/murder said that people in the city are too afraid of reprisal if they say something about these shooting and an older resident said that there was a time in the city where there were cops actually and literally walking a beat on the city streets with the occasional car rolling through to reinforce the police presence.  Another resident said that until this latest shooting occurred, they hadn’t seen the police in the area for the longest time.

Even the various religious groups in the city seem to have given up trying to call for a permanent cease-fire and rallying city residents to take back their streets and take back the city from those who would rather this didn’t happen.  The local media reports on these activities, interviews city leaders and it’s pretty much lip service:  They know this is a problem of epidemic proportions without the CDC making that official and they keep talking about what needs to be done but they’re so busy squabbling over less important issues to actually do some of the shit they say needs to be done to keep the city residents safe which, by the way, is their sworn duty when they got elected.

The last two or three mayors were former police officers and one would think that such a person would be able to make a big difference because they, better than any other elected official, would know exactly what the police need to get the job done… but, no; the last mayor/former police office didn’t do a damned thing except get bent out of shape when Fox released news about a made-for-TV series based on the city that would expound on the city’s bid to become the murder capital of the United States.  It hasn’t quite gotten there yet… but they’re high up on the list of most dangerous places to be and live.  The current mayor fired the chief of police in a move that surprised a lot of people; that poor worthy hadn’t had the job for very long before he found himself replaced by a former chief of police from Chicago.  I guess the thought was that if this guy managed to keep the number of shootings and killings down in the Windy City (and the numbers say that he did), he should be able to do this in a city that’s way smaller than Chicago.  Whether or not the new chief is making an impact on anything since he took the job remains to be seen and until he can start doing whatever he can do, the number of shootings/killings are ramping up and almost as if the city doesn’t have a police department.

This constant siege is having an impact on the city’s ability to make money as tax paying residents and business literally get the hell out of Dodge; the city council has already voted to raise taxes while cutting back the city’s fire department which, as I recall, is the only fire department in the state that gets paid to keep the city from burning to the ground – all the others are volunteer fire companies.  There was talk about having units of the state and county police join the city’s forces to increase presence and response but even the state and county police departments are suffering from their own number of available officers and the academy can’t seem to graduate new officers fast enough… or convince those who may be eligible to become police officers to sign up to put their lives on the line.

Like the state trooper that was murdered a short time ago, gunned down in the line of duty while investigating a suspicious vehicle call.  That killing made the national news and more so when the man who killed the trooper, after holing up in his parents’ home, decided – or realized – that he’d rather go out in a “blaze of glory” and commit an act of “suicide by cop” because he had to know that killing a police officer in this state is an automatic death sentence… and the state just recently voted to reinstate the death penalty.

I am a bit surprised that city officials haven’t imposed curfews; not quite martial law but a stop-gap method to attempt to control night-time movement on the streets during the times these shootings seem to occur… but they haven’t even considered that as far as anyone can tell.  Maybe they have and the hapless people running the city can’t agree to do this and I can probably think of a couple of reasons why they aren’t, like, it would get in the way of their attempt to revive the waterfront district of the city and an efforts that’s being greatly affected because, um, people and businesses aren’t going to want to move into an area of the city that, technically, isn’t safe.

On Mother’s Day, when my baby sister and I visited with our mother, as we were leaving to head home, my sister said, “Okay, let me get to my car and get outta here before they decide to start shooting!”  Linda and I were in full agreement with that assessment because, as I’ve mentioned before, my mother lives in a very bad part of the city and a part, until recent years, wasn’t a bad place to live.

People have cited the lack of jobs and other community services that used to exist as a source for this senseless violence; the escalation of drug use and trafficking has finally enveloped the city like a foul-smelling, moldy blanket and there’s little to be done about stemming the influx of crack and heroin coming in from the north and south of the state.  Yeah, it’s a big money business and I suspect that the local major dealers are raking in more money than the city is.  The state voted to decriminalize marijuana and, recently, tested a vote to legalize marijuana like Colorado and other states have done because, in my opinion, they’re late to the party and late in realizing that if we do what Colorado has done, the revenue generated could be a near unimaginable windfall.  Whether that vote actually succeeds or not remains to be seen and while legalizing and controlling the sale of marijuana will put a serious dent in the operation of those who make their money selling it on the street, it’s not going to do much for the sale of crack and heroin but maybe, just maybe, some of the city’s growing OK Corral behavior will slack off because some local weed dealing ain’t trying to blow someone away over the price of a dime bag anymore.  Maybe it’ll push these particular dealers somewhere other than here, somewhere where their black market sales haven’t been cut by legalization of their product… or it just might get them to abandon this venture and make them move up to crack and heroin sales; even they’re smart enough to know that if the state legalizes and controls marijuana sales, they’re not gonna be able to compete with the variety and quality of the weed a state-controlled operation would insist upon.

But all of this is somewhere down the line and the police need to get to doing more to put an end (or some reasonable facsimile) to these shootings, even if it means they stop merely rolling through an area in their black and whites and actually get back to walking the streets in force and let the people they’re tasked to protect see them doing some protecting and serving.

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Posted by on 19 May 2017 in Life, Living and Loving



Planned Obsolescence 

I read this about the ransomware outbreak that has crippled hospitals and other places that are running older versions of Windows –

One of the things that has always bothered me about Windows is how Microsoft will bring out an operating system, it spreads worldwide and then, after a few years, just stop supporting it; no more automatic updates and if your computer running an unsupported version of Windows has a problem, you’re faced with either paying Microsoft a lot of money to fix it up or pony up the money to buy a new computer that will support the latest version of Windows.

The article asks if Microsoft’s program of planned obsolescence is at blame and I kinda agree with that, plus I know all too well how fussy it is trying to get enterprise-level software current with updates; because of the number of computer systems involved – from servers to laptops, desktops, etc., just upgrading from say, Windows XP to Windows 7 can be a massive and expensive venture and even when such a project is approved, it takes time to implement… and that’s after a boatload of compatibility testing like you just wouldn’t believe.

I’ve been a part of too many of those upgrade projects and I can tell you that they’re no picnic.  But because they’re so expensive in money and man-hours, a lot of businesses running enterprise-level versions of Windows take the “if it ain’t broke, don’t fuck with it” approach and that usually doesn’t help them to keep running systems that are really inadequate to keep up with how quickly the technology changes… and that’s even if something like this ransomware hack isn’t happening.

And, please, don’t get me started on how many people don’t keep their devices updated when updates are available or how many businesses are running inadequate versions of anti-malware software… and if they’re even running it at all.  Even the anti-malware software I use on our computers, Malwarebytes, says that if you’re running the free version, your computer isn’t safe – just the folks running premium version of the software are safe from this hack.

The cyberwar is escalating and no one is safe because the companies that writes the software our many devices use really do think more about their bottom lines and how they can keep their product lines making them money and, sadly, continuing support for older software version takes huge bites out of their profits because they’d rather you replace your “outdated” hardware and software.  The result, as you’ve probably been hearing about, is that a lot of people have been affected, from home users to hospitals and, here in the US, FedEx.

The costs to replace not only the affected systems and loss of data is staggering and I shudder to think of how those hospitals affected could be causing life or death situations for patients because they have no access to their computerized data and processes.  The biggest and yet to be answered question is why would someone do this in the first place?

Because they can.  Do the people who launched this attack have an agenda or some point they’re trying to make, some change in the world they’re trying to make happen by force?  If they do,  haven’t seen anything written about it but what’s really on my mind is whether or not device and software creators safe now going to see the folly of their planned obsolescence behavior.  We are deeply invested in this electronic age and many of us have our whole lives on various devices and, sadly, devices that may or may not be immune to being hacked and held captive for money or some other unknown reason… or just for the hell of it and because it can be done.

Microsoft has developed the bad habit of releasing buggy software then relying on users to report problems so they can be fixed and it’s because it’s cheaper for them to do this than to pay a team of people to close up all the holes and make the software bulletproof before it goes gold and released to the public.  Such an effort takes time and it’s proven to be a very shoddy way to do things; it might save them millions of dollars along the line… but the cost to users who get affected by these exploits has a price tag that goes beyond mere money.

Just my opinion but there has to be a better and more concerted effort by the companies involved to make damned sure that when we buy their products, we can use them without having to worry about being subject to a cyber attack.  It seems to me that if they cannot provide a quality product, it might convince folks to not buy said products going forward and I do wonder if anyone has given any thought to what will happen to their corporate bottom lines if/when people decides it’s better to be safe than sorry and stop buying their stuff…

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Posted by on 15 May 2017 in Life, Living and Loving


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Interesting Reads

As I peruse my Dashboard, I often find myself re-reading things I’ve written that Dashboard says someone has looked at because, um, sometimes, I’ve forgotten that I even wrote it and I guess that’s because I write so much – and have written so much since becoming a member here, there’s no way I can remember everything I’ve written.  So, I’ll look at the list of things that have been recently read, peep the title, and ask myself, “What did I write?” and, uh, no – the title doesn’t always make me remember what I scribbled… so I click on the link.

Sometimes, I’ll read something and say to myself, “Wow… I wrote that?”  Sometimes, I’ll look at something I wrote a while ago and it makes me frown and mutter, “You could have done a better job of writing that!” but that’s easy to say retrospectively.  Every now and then, I’ll re-read something and actually groan and now the question is, “What the hell were you thinking about?”  Well, duh, it’s kinda obvious what I was thinking about because I wrote it but, yeah, sure, there are times when I’ll write something, have a chance to re-read it, and then see that while it might have made sense while I was writing it, seeing it again reveals that, um, well, let’s just say that if I had to write it again, I probably wouldn’t write it at all.


One time, I went all the way back to the first post I ever wrote here and started reading… but eventually gave up on that project because, wow, it was a lot of stuff to read.  I had intended to go through everything I wrote and correct any spelling errors I managed to miss but I felt that because I’m hammering at the keyboard about whatever happens to be on my mind at the time, leaving the spelling errors uncorrected – and I’m talking about the ones I managed to miss – was a truer indication of not only what was on my mind but how my mind was actually processing stuff at the time.  Still, sometimes I fix a thing to preserve context and sometimes I’ll just kick myself for not seeing the error and just leave it alone.

Other than some after-the-fact proofreading, I get a kick out of re-reading the stuff I’ve already written.  I don’t make a habit of it but, yeah, there are times when I’ll see part of my Dashboard and ask myself, “What was that about?”  I particularly like some of the rants I’ve gone on and, after the fact, sometimes I find them hilarious even though I know that I was quite serious – and pissed off – when I wrote it.

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Posted by on 15 May 2017 in Life, Living and Loving



Today’s Bisexual Thoughts: Catching That Nut

Another day of going through my various apps on my devices and when I eventually get to Tumblr, yep, there’s a shitload of “people wanting to follow me” and all of them are ads for porn websites; as I’m blocking them, I’m wondering where people find the damned time to bother people with all this “hot teens for hot sex” bullshit and crap promising that if you click on the link, you can get laid in a matter of minutes by hot wives looking for extramarital excitement.

Yeah, right… sure.

That done and, once again, the first thing presented is one of two guys at some point in a blowjob; the guy being blown (and hiding his face, which cracks me the hell up every time) is palming the other guy’s head, quickly thrusting into the kneeling dude’s mouth and you can see the moment when Mr. You Can’t See My Face blows his load just as you can see Kneeling Dude’s reaction, his cheeks puffing out, his throat working to deal with the inflow of sperm and that really heady sight of that dick pulsing strongly while trapped inside that mouth.

I thought, “Hmm, that’s a nice clip…” and better than most I’ve seen lately as you see the guy doing the sucking letting the “spilt milk” just ooze out from between his lips, which are still fully encircling that dick before eventually letting go of it.  I then thought, “Man, how many times have I been on the receiving end of that?” then followed by a few stray thoughts about what’s the “best part” of giving a guy a blow job – doing the work to get him to cum or the moment when he does?  I don’t know about others who like/love giving head but both parts are fun and those of you who’ve been following me for a while knows that I’m of a mind that if I’m gonna subject myself to giving a blow job, I want the creamy reward at the end.

I let my thoughts go to the moment when you know he’s seconds away from cutting loose; he might be pawing at your head, unable to resist the urge to fuck into your mouth, cursing, calling for divine intervention. You might even be able to feel a series of tremors racing along his shaft and, depending on the guy, ya might also feel the moment when his cock swells – a little or a lot – followed by that initial spurt which is followed by whatever else he’s got to offer in that moment.  I know my thoughts in those scant seconds have run the gamut from, “Yes!” to “Damn… it’s about fucking time!” as the other guy’s whole body is involved in his release and now it’s about what you wanna do with the nut you just caught:  Swallow it, let it ooze out, or just gather it all in your mouth and spit it all out.

There’s something quite primal in those seconds that you can feel his cock pumping sperm into your mouth and as I’m watching the clip, I could see the change that came over the guy’s face, which had gone from being a bit frowned up in concentration to almost totally relaxed and I thought, “Yeah, dude, I know how you’re feeling right about now…”  In a time where such porn clips tend to feature more, ah, violent blow jobs, I actually thought this was one of the better ones that have come along because the guy getting blown wasn’t trying to ram his dick down the other guy’s throat, didn’t snatch it away to give the dude a facial, wasn’t slapping the guy all in the face and head while he was trying to suck that dick nor was he being choked while trying to give head; nope, he just gave into the moment and let his nut get sucked out of him.  Even though the guy doing the sucking did have that concentrating look, he wasn’t stressed at all as homey palmed his head and quickly – but gently – fucked into his mouth until he exploded.

Y’all know that I’m not really a fan of what porn likes to portray and that goes for giving head as well.  These days, it’s overly demonstrative and exaggerated and, I think, unnecessarily violent with all the face slapping, deliberate gagging, choking, and other shit that, at least in my opinion, isn’t my idea of a fun good time.  I tend to believe that there’s some “confusion” about what’s a blow job and fucking the hell out of someone’s mouth and I also understand that just because I’d probably hospitalize a guy who did that to my mouth, yeah, there are some dudes who live to have their mouth violated to this extent.  It’s the difference between “providing a service” and being used in a seemingly uncaring way.

But, I digress.  I just wanted to get this thought out of my head and write it down before I forgot it…

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