Hi
For the masses of people who have better things to do than read about an 18 yr old bitching about the world (we are a dime a dozen on facebook, myspace is just a site for peadophiles to rape 14 yr olds), i salute thee, unwholesome motherfuckers with my middle finger and hope you all suffer tecticular cancer :tongue:
(if this has offended you, you have only one testicle so no matter about your higher moral ground on this issue, you only got one ball man, whatcha gonna do?)
i have just spent the last 4 weeks finding out that nearly all my close "Straight" are secretely cock hungering whores, just waiting to burst out experiment and lucky me, I was the first out of the circle to openly admit, in public
"IM BI!!!!" (dramatical music peice)
now for most people this sort of news isnt really that big a deal, when most of humanity has at some point thought about jumping someone of the same sex.
it's just a little harder topic when dragged like the hidden squirming unpopular sexual desire that it is (for some, i like dirty
) that people DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT!!!
Especially in certain parts of australia.
We have one of the Blokeist culture among the west, with alcohol, partying and womanising being a celebrated part of our cultural upbrining (were still feral convicts at heart, just with better clothes).
To deal with how full on male our culture is going to confuse some, titillate others (god i love that word) and encourage others in suprresing innate desire's and parts of the human psyche that the west has suppresed due to religous (Australia is supprisingly christian, not that there is anything wrong with that) and cultural pressures.
i've had my serious psycho analysis, back to me blathering Narcissistically about myself. it is MY BLOG, not yours!! (please dont start one, i dont need competition)
One of my best mates, a really good local football player got really leggless with me (for my size i can drink and snort copious amounts of drugs without dying) we have a really cool night in town, partying and living like we wont feel it in the morning,we catch a taxi to mine first, he ends up sending me out little hints, he wants to tell me something, touching me out of the blue, staring at me.
Now this is really suss shit, especially following the fact that not only did i just conffess that i like boys and girls, but becuase for ages me and the boys have always joked about how gay he is. He never can walk past a reflective surface, spends about 3 to 4 hours getting ready JUST to go to work, will always get touchy when drunk (not this kind of touchy though... dirty boy that cab driver was scandalised) and we have never ever seen him with a girl. Ever.
When we have managed to get a girl to approach (He good looking in that stupid blonde sort of way) he always blushes and says nothing. not even hi, will just stare with great interest in his size 15 shoes (they are absolute flippers) and wait till she goes away.
enough gushing on him, he ends up crying in the back on the way home, sobing about how no one can hear about this, its something really private.... and me being the insensitive drunk fuck that i am, i just blurt
"your gay right???"
And he looks up from my lap with these big blue sad puppy dog eyes and absolutley starts BAWLING his eyes out and sobbing and generally acting really emotionally distraught. I have never had the somewhat dubious privledge of comforting a giant 6"5 gay footballer reavealing himself for the first time to the world. Its kinda harsh, sad and a little bit funny all at the same time :redface:.
Now to the really raunchy shit that dirty little cocksucker tried on me when he closes my front door. Straight (no pun intended) away he is topless, im somehow stripped naked in micro seconds, then the brute picks me up and throws me on my bed before passionately, lovingly poundin the absolute shit of me, exposing me to receving anal for the first time.
Fuck it hurts the next day!!!
no one warns you about that!!! No one mentions that oh by the way, your g spot is firmly rooted about 3 inches in to your arse and you will experience the most intense blasting of orgasm that you will receive.
I was fucking suprised, he was blushing the whole morning after i woke up after being held in his arms, remebering the completely naughty and forbidden things we had done.
It was a revealing experience into once agian never trusting outside appearances, and listening to what that little voice says about people....
quote for the day!!!!
"fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we must change it every 6 months"
Oscar Wilde
For the masses of people who have better things to do than read about an 18 yr old bitching about the world (we are a dime a dozen on facebook, myspace is just a site for peadophiles to rape 14 yr olds), i salute thee, unwholesome motherfuckers with my middle finger and hope you all suffer tecticular cancer :tongue:
(if this has offended you, you have only one testicle so no matter about your higher moral ground on this issue, you only got one ball man, whatcha gonna do?)
i have just spent the last 4 weeks finding out that nearly all my close "Straight" are secretely cock hungering whores, just waiting to burst out experiment and lucky me, I was the first out of the circle to openly admit, in public
"IM BI!!!!" (dramatical music peice)
now for most people this sort of news isnt really that big a deal, when most of humanity has at some point thought about jumping someone of the same sex.
it's just a little harder topic when dragged like the hidden squirming unpopular sexual desire that it is (for some, i like dirty
) that people DONT WANT TO TALK ABOUT!!!Especially in certain parts of australia.
We have one of the Blokeist culture among the west, with alcohol, partying and womanising being a celebrated part of our cultural upbrining (were still feral convicts at heart, just with better clothes).
To deal with how full on male our culture is going to confuse some, titillate others (god i love that word) and encourage others in suprresing innate desire's and parts of the human psyche that the west has suppresed due to religous (Australia is supprisingly christian, not that there is anything wrong with that) and cultural pressures.
i've had my serious psycho analysis, back to me blathering Narcissistically about myself. it is MY BLOG, not yours!! (please dont start one, i dont need competition)
One of my best mates, a really good local football player got really leggless with me (for my size i can drink and snort copious amounts of drugs without dying) we have a really cool night in town, partying and living like we wont feel it in the morning,we catch a taxi to mine first, he ends up sending me out little hints, he wants to tell me something, touching me out of the blue, staring at me.
Now this is really suss shit, especially following the fact that not only did i just conffess that i like boys and girls, but becuase for ages me and the boys have always joked about how gay he is. He never can walk past a reflective surface, spends about 3 to 4 hours getting ready JUST to go to work, will always get touchy when drunk (not this kind of touchy though... dirty boy
that cab driver was scandalised) and we have never ever seen him with a girl. Ever.When we have managed to get a girl to approach (He good looking in that stupid blonde sort of way) he always blushes and says nothing. not even hi, will just stare with great interest in his size 15 shoes (they are absolute flippers) and wait till she goes away.
enough gushing on him, he ends up crying in the back on the way home, sobing about how no one can hear about this, its something really private.... and me being the insensitive drunk fuck that i am, i just blurt
"your gay right???"
And he looks up from my lap with these big blue sad puppy dog eyes and absolutley starts BAWLING his eyes out and sobbing and generally acting really emotionally distraught. I have never had the somewhat dubious privledge of comforting a giant 6"5 gay footballer reavealing himself for the first time to the world. Its kinda harsh, sad and a little bit funny all at the same time :redface:.
Now to the really raunchy shit that dirty little cocksucker tried on me when he closes my front door. Straight (no pun intended) away he is topless, im somehow stripped naked in micro seconds, then the brute picks me up and throws me on my bed before passionately, lovingly poundin the absolute shit of me, exposing me to receving anal for the first time.
Fuck it hurts the next day!!!
no one warns you about that!!! No one mentions that oh by the way, your g spot is firmly rooted about 3 inches in to your arse and you will experience the most intense blasting of orgasm that you will receive.
I was fucking suprised, he was blushing the whole morning after i woke up after being held in his arms, remebering the completely naughty and forbidden things we had done.
It was a revealing experience into once agian never trusting outside appearances, and listening to what that little voice says about people....
quote for the day!!!!
"fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we must change it every 6 months"
Oscar Wilde
