I don't know what tha hell to even talk about. Thanks again to all who visit and most especially to those who comment! Oh, I know what to discuss; my good friends/co-workers and I were just talking about this earlier! SEX! YEAH! Everyone always loves talking about it, but how many actually do IT right?! LOLOL! Well, here's the deal.
As a male, the biological need to have sex is truly great. This of course, is due to nature/species survival instincts and the way we were designed. We're super horny disgusting animals in all honesty, and women know this fully well. When we're teenagers, we discover masturbation, and it becomes a real necessity and part of life to release one's energy ya know? YES, THE SPOOGE MUST COME OUT OR ELSE I SHALL DIE! I have noticed though that as I have gotten older, this need to ejaculate is not so great anymore. Don't get me wrong, I love rolling my eyes into the back of my head and feeling my toes curl with the BIG O, but it's not so much a priority anymore as it is to enjoy a nice hot time with someone and actually help get THEM off. Make sense? Sometimes I feel as though too many men are still obsessed with a quickie, they only wanna cum and could care less about having an amazing sexual experience with someone that transcends time and space. WHOA! AHAHAHAHAH! Besides, if I wanna just let my seed spill, I can do it myself in less than two minutes. Now that you know the extent of my passion and how much fun I love to have in bed, feel free to email me! HEEHEE! Saving it (and not for 40 days of Lent either), is actually kind of hot and worth it. Know what I mean Earl?
This Hugh Jackman is so handsome. And so charming! I dunno man, he's married and all with two adopted kids I believe, but I wonder. TRULY WONDER. But then again, gay rumours have been swirling around our superstar for quite some time. Oh whatever. I like him. He looks good on camera and is very charming; he was on Howard Stern yesterday. I think of Hugh not in a nasty sexual way, but as in someone worth marrying. The guy is a total catch. He can sing and dance too; been on Broadway and he hosted a really cool Oscars show back in February. And there's something so sexy about that Aussie accent ya know? Yeah, Australia is really fascinating. And so f**king far. MY GOD. How long is that flight? 16 hours?! UGH! AND Y'ALL KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE FLYING! Imma have to really get stoned the day I visit Oz. Oh yeah, you read that right suckas. Despite my strange travel anxieties, I will visit Australia some day. The men there are to bloody die for and I cannot pass up the opportunity to meet some of them! And I hear that Sydney and Melbourne and crap are beautiful and clean and friendly and loaded with hot homos and there's funny little aminals everywhere and come to think of it, my father used to dream about going to Australia all the freakin' time when he was alive, but never got the chance. Aw. My dear old dysfunctional Dad. I miss that fool sometimes, even though he could be such a jerk.Well! So much for having writer's block earlier! I found my muse, and it is the fact that the weekend is here. So long and have a good one!
I leave you with something truly hilarious. Well, at least to me it is. Thanks to C.Z. for the heads up. Madonna and her daughter Lourdes! PRICELESS:
8 comments:
Oh, it makes complete sense...the need to masterbate. Humm.... now you have me thinking.....
Well yeah there is a need for males to biologically spill there seed. That why masturbation is so common. Sadly though human relationship complicate things as well as the rampant diseases out there. Monogamy is not meant for humans beings, as creatures most of us are unable to handle the emotional strain of having a polygamous relationship. Oddly enough the biggest problem here is jealousy...one person is always possessive in the other eyes on an emotional level. Some people just can't handle having there special someone wanted by another.
I know for me personally I am worried about diseases, and also was considerate of my partner? Why jeopardize there health? Unfortunately most guys aren't mature about some things and are just selfish, only caring about personal gratification and then whining on later about lack of personal emotional stability.
I have a few years on you Señor Hermoso, and let me say, the urge to choke the Bishop never goes away. Sometimes I really get into it and edge all afternoon, and sometimes it's just a stress relief quickie in the office restroom. Damn those sound amplifying tile walls!
And there are sometimes, I just want to blow/get blown and go. And there are sometimes I want to spend an afternoon/evening going into the next morning, enjoying my partners body. It doesn't HAVE to end in the Big "O".
Sorry I have been absent from the blog for a few weeks. My mom has had some serious health issues, so I've been attenting elsewhere.
I love Hugh Jackman, and you're right - he's the keeping kind. My favorite movie with him is with Ashley Judd in "Someone Like You". He is GORGEOUS!!! We can dream, right???
"that must be why you are such a hairy little monkey!" hahahahahah, how lovely.
Interesting theories you have there my friend, very very interesting!
Hey, sorry I have been away from yer blog for a bit but planning to catch up today my friend.
That Madonna vid is a riot.
I saw Wolverine on Friday and I am totally joining you in singing the praises of Mr. Jackman. He is both sexy and sweet (or is that sticky and sweet?). I also saw him on Broadway three times in the Boy from Oz. That man has charm and personality to go with his rockin bod.
In the past, I would find that I would become erect with the simple passing of a cool breeze, but with age comes the need for something more... some SUBSTANCE.
Sure, I'm a sexual person, but that can only go so far. For the past couple of years I find that conversation and humor is my arousal of the day.
The time in between sexual encounters with a partner are just as important as the content of the sex. Great topic WAT...
Besitos...
PS. That video had me rollin. She/he sounded just like Madonna. LMAO.
you're doin it right, kid--i can't tell you how many 27-year-olds i've met in this town who, after an extended steady diet of easy, constant and mediocre sex, end up needing a cockring (not to mention a blowtorch) to get 'em up and off.
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