This is a journal of my adventures. I try to be honest and open. Come and read, enjoy and post. (Yep, I'm a comment whore) No topic is off limits, no issue is beyond comment..
it's true. Guys are just SO easy. What in the world would I do without them? LOL
Being bisexual, I am in a kind of unique place to observe the differences between men and women in regards to sex.
I've said it many many times and I truly believe that it's closer to the truth then most folks really want to believe.
Women need a reason to have sex, men just need a place.
I guess a lot of it comes from the fact that guys really do look at sex somewhat differently then women do. We're kind of able to detach the emotional/personal side of sex from the actual act if you will.
I have YET to have sex with a guy who I've either fallen in 'love' with or who has fallen in 'love' with me. That emotion just doesn't enter into the equation.
We're there to please each other, have sex in whatever form it might take, and move on. That's it.
Sure, there are guys I like 'better' than others and I'm sure the same can be said for the various guys I'm been with towards me. Some like me, others well.... I never hear back from them.
But the bottom line is that we're not looking for someone to change our world or even enter it for that matter. We guys kind of live in the here and now if you will while women, speaking in generalizations here of course, typically want something a bit more intimate, closer, more emotional if you will.
Keep in mind that I'm certainly not making a judgment here, I'm just trying to be open and honest in regards to what I've observed over the past few years..
Guys are SO fucking easy.. Really, our only dilemma is where and when.. There's not much more thought or emotion that really goes into it.
Sure we love to chat and get each other all hot and bothered and we do, talking about what we'll be doing to each other and how much I'd like this or he'd like that... When the time comes, it's pretty much a drop trou and get on with it proposition..
Women need to be romanced, they need to feel wanted and special. That does NOT mean that women don't enjoy sex, obviously you girls do, but for the most part, your really looking for a lover who you can connect to on much more than just a physical level.
And that's fine! Perfect in fact. I love it when I meet a girl and we connect in that way. It does transcend just having sex and turns it into a making love type of thing.
But with us guys it CAN be a bit different and herein lies the typical genesis of problems between men and women.
A lot of guys just don't understand that women need a bit more. You girls NEED to feel loved and cared for. You need to feel special and secure and you need to trust your partner.
Us guys kind of skip all that if you will and get right to the part where we're having a mind blowing orgasm or two.. LOL
Typically, when I meet a guy out here on Adult FriendFinder the scenario is a VERY standard and quick one. We trade some emails, trade some pics, figure out what we like or don't like, want or don't want then schedule up a time and place.
That's about it folks. After that it's drop trou, make with the sex, slam bam thank ya man...
Have a nice day!
Pretty cut a dried eh? And really, I personally LIKE it that way.
For me, and here I'm speaking as both a confirmed bisexual AND one who truly does in fact LOVE making love to woman, the differences between having sex with men and having sex with women are HUGE.
Once again, I'm speaking for ME and me only here.
With guys, I'm all about their cocks. Period. Sure the rest of them is fun to play around with and if I'm with an especially sexy and passionate guy, kissing is fun and of course there's the whole anal thing but really, when ya boil it down, Tazzerman is here for the cock.
There are times when I don't need ANYTHING else myself. Just lend me your dick and I'm as happy as a pig in mud... LOL
This is one reason a Gloryhole has ALWAYS appealed to me. Totally anonymous, no frills, just a big ol cock sticking out of the hole in the wall for me to play with. I'm happy...
With men, I personally don't need all the other stuff.
Now with women, it's TOTALLY different. There isn't a part of the female body that I don't just go gaga over. Every square inch is sexy and delicious and fair game as far as I'm concerned. I also enjoy 'playing the game' with women, being romantic, enjoying each other in a much closer and more intimate way.
Lordie YESSSS!
But once again, thank G-d for guys and the fact that they're so damn easy AND for your glorious cocks.
Ok, I've now worked myself into a lather and need to find myself a boy-toy for the night.
You know, the longer I live the more convinced I am that G-d does have a MAJOR sense of humor.
Major!
The setting this morning was perfect. I was completely alone with the current object of my desire, 'Donna'. All the other regulars were either running late or had not shown up.
'Donna' and I sat next to each other on one of those comfy Starbucks couches, sipping our morning coffee.
She looked just as sexy as always in her tight little jeans and red sweater and I'm here to tell you, that smile and laugh of hers are capable of just melting my heart into a molten puddle of goo not to mention making Mr Drippy stand straight up!
So we're talking, inane stuff, just the usual chit chat when finally yours truly decides the time is right.
I look at her directly in the eyes, I move closer and mustering my sexiest, lowest toned, bedroom voice, I tell her that there is absolutely NOTHING in this world I want more than to make mad passionate love to her.
Ok, you could cut the silence with a butter knife.
In an instant, I figured I'd just a) killed a very nice budding relationship and b) possibly offended her to the point where she was going to hire some guy named Guido to take out my knee caps. (You KNOW how those redheads are right?)
Well, to my surprise neither of those two things happened. Her face flushed a bright, rosy red to match her hair and after what seemed like an eternity, she smiled back at me with that GORGEOUS smile of hers. Finally finding her voice, she said.... "But you're married!"
I responded with "So are you!" She is technically still married guys. Her divorce is not final yet but emotionally and physically she's left that marriage quite some time ago.
She stopped for a second, thought about that, laughed and said "You're right BUT..."
We went on to talk about it in detail and the normal objections and issues came up. Not wanting to be the other woman.. How could I do this to my wife.. Aren't I afraid of being caught etc. etc.
I gave her my answers and reasons and then moved on to tell her a bit about Adult FriendFinder and the folks I've met here over the last 5 years and basically my WHOLE story (minus the bisexuality).
She was VERY interested in this site btw and I gave her the addy and I think she's going to join as a standard member at least for the interim to see how it goes.
Anyway we had a VERY in-depth talk and instead of the rejection I expected, we actually moved a bit closer physically to the point where we were periodically holding hands, laughing and just generally having a good time with the whole notion.
Our discussion was low-key, very open and flowing and at one point, she put her hand on my leg in what seemed to me to be a very seductive and forward kind of movement, which kind of surprised me both in the fact that we were in public and the way she did it which seemed quite 'brazen' and meant to signal to me that she was NOT afraid etc. (I hope I'm not reading too much into this btw)
It turns out that she hasn't had sex in well over 4-5 years now with either her soon to be official ex-husband or with anybody else for that matter. A fact that while I certainly don't doubt it, I find amazing that some one who is as drop dead gorgeous as she is with a body to die for hadn't at least been approached!
Well it turns out she has been approached, many times, but she just wasn't sure or into the guy or whatever.
She does have a 'boyfriend' who lives in Seattle but she says they haven't had sex either. Go figure eh?
Needless to say, she's a bit on the 'horny' side. LOL
Our discussion was cut a bit short as some of our 'club' members starting arriving but we left the whole thing wide open.
I suggested that we get together for drinks one evening this week and see where/how it goes from there. She agreed.
Wow! I can NOT believe that it went this well guys! Really!
smit·ten –adjective 1. struck, as with a hard blow. 2. grievously or disastrously stricken or afflicted. 3. very much in love
The little red-headed vixen at Starbucks is now officially driving me crazy AND I'm pretty darn sure she knows it AND she is now using her womanly ways to tease me mercilessly.
Not to mention the fact that she is purposefully preying upon my inability to hide my 'smitteness'.
Of course it doesn't help that I am incapable of keeping Mr Drippy from getting hard every time I lay eyes upon her and that I start drooling and making weird, primeval noises around her..
I am GOING to have to take a chance here folks. A BIG chance. Go for broke as they say. I can NOT keep living like this.
I hope to be able to get her alone for at least 10-15 mins tomorrow morning at which time, I will profess my complete and total lust for her luscious redheadedness. I will offer her a complete, 100% top to bottom PPPS. (Who could resist that eh?)
If she declines or calls the cops or something like that I will be crushed and will probably turn 100% gay forever and ever.. (Only kidding)
Keep me in your thoughts and prayers as I go 'over the top' !!!
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you. And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you.
No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I don't want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you (This world is only gonna break your heart)
What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way. What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you. What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way. What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,
I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you.
The world was on fire and no one could save me but you. It's strange what desire will make foolish people do. I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you. And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you,
No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I want to fall in love (This world is only gonna break your heart) With you (This world is only gonna break your heart) No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart) (This world is only gonna break your heart)
p.s. Did I mention the fact that she has absolutely GORGEOUS feet? I'm pretty sure she's a foot fetish herself. I'll 'splain how I deduced this in another post.. LOL
So the lovely PrincessnBigDady is KEEPING me honest and holding me to my word... LOL
How DID I decipher a foot fetish?
Let me start off by saying that there are in fact MANY levels of foot fetish from minor to VERY major. On a scale from 1 to 10 with 1 being no fetish and 10 being over the top, full blown, I myself rate at about a 33. LOL
In this case, deducing that the girl in question has at least SOME foot fetish tendencies was simple.
She OBVIOUSLY takes good care of her feet. They are ALWAYS totally buffed, trimmed, free of ANY callouses and her toenails are ALWAYS impeccably done. Now couple that with the fact that this girl came into Starbucks on a VERY cold February morning wearing a pair of nice flip-flops WITHOUT socks and it becomes very easy to see that at the LEAST, she's very 'proud' of her pretty little feet and treats them right.
The whole time she sat there she was dangling those flip-flops in a MOST erotic way and I KNOW that she caught me staring at them at least 2-3 times to which she responded with a wry little smile.
She also sat with one foot tucked a bit under her other leg and while we talked, I could see her rubbing her hands along the inside of her incredibly sexy, high arches. There is NO DOUBT in my mind that she was subliminally thinking about someone or some THING rubbing those soft, gorgeous arches other than her own hand..
From time to time, she would flex her toes and I caught her looking at them in a VERY admiring way. Rightly so I might add because they ARE absolutely perfect.
OK, you put ALL of that together and it becomes quite clear that she, at the least, has SOMETHING going on with her feet. Wouldn't you agree?
Now I've watched this particular woman for about 2 years, in all seasons, and can tell you that she hardly EVER wears solid shoes when it's warm out. Almost never. She's always in sandals or open shoes of one type or another and like I said earlier, her feet are ALWAYS in perfect, tip-top shape.
I have NO DOUBT.. She has some form of a foot fetish going on folks.. LOL
p.s. She keeps her hands and fingers in the same perfect shape btw
Feb 15, 2008 12:18 pm Mood: contemplative, 419 Views
I am QUICKLY finding out that Erotic Photography is NOT as easy as I originally anticipated it to be folks. After taking quite literally hundreds of pics, I have YET to find one that I truly think is any good.
Sure, the pics I take capture what I see in my viewfinder but they certainly do NOT capture the true mood or feeling of what I KNOW is going on in front of me.
From a technical standpoint they SUCK! The lighting is all wrong, they either come out way to dark or way to light and I never seem to be able to capture the good bits if you know what I mean. Really, its a LOT harder than you might think.
Of course practice is key and well, I'm really just a novice so I HOPE my abilities grow as I become more experienced. I do have a new found respect for those photographers and models that we all see every day.
There are a couple of things I've learned though:
Most of the GREAT erotic shots are absolutely POSED. Its virtually impossible to get a great shot while in the actual throws of love making.
You just can not do it.
In order to get the lighting right and actually have what you want end up in the pic, you have GOT to pose your models studiously. That's a tall order my friends. Really now, how many folks do you know who are willing to sit still while you arrange their horny bits here and there eh?
Don't move please while I move your balls over this way and please, keep that hard on so you don't slip out of her pussy while I move your legs over here and oh, wait damn it, that pussy lip just flopped over the wrong way and oh damn it, you moved and NOW all I see are your balls.
LOL
Granted, it SOUNDS like fun right? But if you're REALLY serious about it well, it's hard work.
It's definitely harder than just pointing your camera down at your hard on and snapping away eh?
Do ANY of you have any tips for the ol Tazzerman?
I'm using a Canon Digital SLR 30D with an assortment of lens ranging from 18-55mm to a 75-300mm along with a Canon 430EX Speedlite. I'm a pretty good amateur photographer but so far, Erotic Photos are driving me CRAZY!!!
Well, another V-day is here and if you haven't read this please do.
Everything has come off perfectly EXCEPT, my cousins have both come down sick and will not be joining us for the combined V-day/Birthday dinner tonight.
Amazingly, I just talked to them and they have ALREADY paid for the wife and I at the same place so we are still going for dinner, on them.
Ok, ol Tazzerman now has TWO gorgeous redheads joining him in the mornings at Starbucks. Both are incredible, both are sexy and something tells me that BOTH are looking for a little more than just a latte if you will.
The first, 'Joni' I've known for a few years now. She's such a sweet, beautiful girl. She's REALLY lonely since her divorce and now, to top it all off, she was laid off from her job last Thurs. No severance, no nothing just cya bye...
As I've told her, It's time for her to work on HER. Use the opportunity afforded to reinvent herself into something SHE wants to be! G-d she's gorgeous with the best looking legs and ass around
'Donna' is completely different. She is a VERY together chick who is also going through a nasty divorce. But she's got her head screwed on right and she and I have clicked in a VERY deep, intellectual way that it's almost scary.
She's a bit older but man, does she have a bod..
Now, please.... Don't think ol Tazzerman is so shallow and callous just because I mention their physical attributes. That ALWAYS comes secondary to me as I think anyone who really knows me will attest but hey, I am a guy after all and it's HARD not to mention or notice truly gorgeous woman you know?? LOL
Even if nothing sexual comes from this, I consider both to be good friends and really, that friendship seems to be growing between the three of us and well, to be quite frank, I really like both of them!!
Who knows right?? LOL
P.s. Both have the cutest little feet around too
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Speaking of feet, g-spot girl has a dynamite pair of size 10's that I have just fallen in lust with... We have BIG plans for those feet btw and hopefully, during our next 'session' we will FINALLY be able to put those plans into action.
I belong to a huge foot fetish website and we plan on taking a set of pics that will absolutely BLOW all the folks on that site away, completely and totally. As long as I've been on that site, I've NEVER seen a set of pics like the ones we plan on posting. Stay tuned as g-spot girl and tazzerman make history!!! LOL
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Speaking of g-spot girl and seeing as how it IS Valentines Day, major hugs and kisses to you baby and of course a GIANT sluuuuuuuuuuuuurp..
Hmmmm boy, do you taste good!!
I miss ya already sweetheart!!!
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Too ALL of you wonderful girls here on Adult FriendFinder who I call my friends and truly cherish, GIANT hugs and kisses and a very heartfelt Happy Valentines Day to you all.
You guys rock! Hard!!! And you make me laugh and cry and smile and you make Mr Drippy hard. What more can I say eh?
My girlfriend Donna and I were at a friends house one night. 'Michele' had a new boyfriend name 'Don' that she had quite literally picked up off a beach somewhere in Puerto Rico, flew him to Indy and he was now staying with her.
The night went fine, everyone having fun. If my memory is correct, we played strip poker and things did in fact get a little 'hot' if you know what I mean.
Anyway, 'Donna' and I ended up spending the night on the couch, too drunk to drive home.
Around 3-4:00am we both were startled awake by a HUGE slam and screaming.
As we lay there on the couch, Don came running out of the bedroom, naked as a jaybird, flaying at his nose and face and quite literally choking...
We finally got him calmed down and realized that the poor boy was covered in honey.. More specifically, his face and head were covered in honey. LOTS of it..
We asked Michele about this and she finally came confessed and told us that he had been snoring so loudly and for so long that she finally gave up, grabbed a squeeze bottle of honey and squirted a bunch of it up each of this nostrils in an attempt to silence the poor boy
OMG!!
The poor guy had NO idea what had hit him and quite literally, was having a VERY difficult time breathing etc.
Meanwhile, Donna and I were laughing our asses off.
The next day and ever afterward, we ALWAYS kind of looked at Michele a bit weird after that...
I mean really, who pours HONEY up their lovers nose??
Michele and Don ended up getting married if you can belief it -tm
Feb 12, 2008 2:07 pm Mood: contemplative, 330 Views
all I can say is that THIS man 'gets it'..
July 10, 1858
We are now a mighty nation, we are thirty---or about thirty millions of people, and we own and inhabit about one-fifteenth part of the dry land of the whole earth. We run our memory back over the pages of history for about eighty-two years and we discover that we were then a very small people in point of numbers, vastly inferior to what we are now, with a vastly less extent of country,---with vastly less of everything we deem desirable among men,---we look upon the change as exceedingly advantageous to us and to our posterity, and we fix upon something that happened away back, as in some way or other being connected with this rise of prosperity. We find a race of men living in that day whom we claim as our fathers and grandfathers; they were iron men, they fought for the principle that they were contending for; and we understood that by what they then did it has followed that the degree of prosperity that we now enjoy has come to us. We hold this annual celebration to remind ourselves of all the good done in this process of time of how it was done and who did it, and how we are historically connected with it; and we go from these [Independence Day] meetings in better humor with ourselves---we feel more attached the one to the other, and more firmly bound to the country we inhabit. In every way we are better men in the age, and race, and country in which we live for these celebrations. But after we have done all this we have not yet reached the whole. There is something else connected with it. We have besides these men---descended by blood from our ancestors---among us perhaps half our people who are not descendants at all of these men, they are men who have come from Europe---German, Irish, French and Scandinavian---men that have come from Europe themselves, or whose ancestors have come hither and settled here, finding themselves our equals in all things. If they look back through this history to trace their connection with those days by blood, they find they have none, they cannot carry themselves back into that glorious epoch and make themselves feel that they are part of us, but when they look through that old Declaration of Independence they find that those old men say that "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal," and then they feel that that moral sentiment taught in that day evidences their relation to those men, that it is the father of all moral principle in them, and that they have a right to claim it as though they were blood of the blood, and flesh of the flesh of the men who wrote that Declaration [loud and long continued applause], and so they are. That is the electric cord in that Declaration that links the hearts of patriotic and liberty-loving men together, that will link those patriotic hearts as long as the love of freedom exists in the minds of men throughout the world. [Applause.]
Now, sirs, for the purpose of squaring things with this idea of "don't care if slavery is voted up or voted down" [Douglas's "popular sovereignty" position on the extension of slavery to the territories], for sustaining the Dred Scott decision [A voice---"Hit him again"], for holding that the Declaration of Independence did not mean anything at all, we have Judge Douglas giving his exposition of what the Declaration of Independence means, and we have him saying that the people of America are equal to the people of England. According to his construction, you Germans are not connected with it. Now I ask you in all soberness, if all these things, if indulged in, if ratified, if confirmed and endorsed, if taught to our children, and repeated to them, do not tend to rub out the sentiment of liberty in the country, and to transform this Government into a government of some other form. Those arguments that are made, that the inferior race are to be treated with as much allowance as they are capable of enjoying; that as much is to be done for them as their condition will allow. What are these arguments? They are the arguments that kings have made for enslaving the people in all ages of the world. You will find that all the arguments in favor of king-craft were of this class; they always bestrode the necks of the people, not that they wanted to do it, but because the people were better off for being ridden. That is their argument, and this argument of the Judge is the same old serpent that says you work and I eat, you toil and I will enjoy the fruits of it. Turn in whatever way you will---whether it come from the mouth of a King, an excuse for enslaving the people of his country, or from the mouth of men of one race as a reason for enslaving the men of another race, it is all the same old serpent, and I hold if that course of argumentation that is made for the purpose of convincing the public mind that we should not care about this, should be granted, it does not stop with the negro. I should like to know if taking this old Declaration of Independence, which declares that all men are equal upon principle and making exceptions to it where will it stop. If one man says it does not mean a negro, why not another say it does not mean some other man? If that declaration is not the truth, let us get the Statute book, in which we find it and tear it out! Who is so bold as to do it! [Voices---"me" "no one," &c.] If it is not true let us tear it out! [cries of "no, no,"] let us stick to it then [cheers], let us stand firmly by it then. [Applause.]
As most of you know I belong to a growing coffee 'clutch' at my local Starb$$ks. We all get together there every morning before work, spend an hour talking, drinking coffee and generally enjoying each others company.
We also typically spend a few hours there on Sat/Sun mornings, discussing current events, sports or what have you.
Over time, we've all kind of become an extended family if you will and we've started to do things as a group, outside of Starb$$ks including various parties and even a night long, drunken debauchery in a limo that I have YET to write about.. LOL
Anyway, the group is no longer just us guys. We've had a few women join our group and they've been both a delightful addition and well, quite frankly, easy to look at in the morning if you know what I mean.
One of them who joined us 'permanently' about a month ago, is a very cute red-head and of course, we ALL know how Tazzerman feels about red-heads right? LOL
I had my eye on her for quite sometime before she ever joined the group and then one day, she was sitting nearby, reading by herself and I invited her to join us. She did and has been a 'fixture' ever since.
Well, she and I have hit it off in a BIG way. We just have so much in common and have found it VERY easy to talk to one another. We've been trading emails and chatting in the evenings as well. She's in the middle of a rather nasty divorce and aside from being on the rebound, she IS having a very good time with her newly discovered freedom..
Did I mention the fact that she's drop dead gorgeous?? LOL She is..
To make a long story short, this morning Mr Drippy kind of got the better of me and I used the opportunity of the two of us being alone to kind of put some 'stuff' out on the table, if you will.
To my surprise, she did NOT back off, did not recoil, did NOT immediately shut me down and in fact, she seemed genuinely interested in my overt advances.
Maybe I've just become 'smoother' in my old age or something eh? LOL
Anyway, I do believe that there's a wonderful opportunity here for the ol Tazzerman. Of course, the two of us will HAVE to play this very close to the 'vest' so to speak.
If we do move forward, I doubt seriously either of us wants the rest of the group to know about our 'business'. Me for obvious reasons and her, well for her reputation if nothing else... LOL
G-d I love red-heads!! Keep your fingers crossed folks. Ol Tazzerman will be moving along with this as fast as humanly possible.
What a fantastic 'gift' laid right in my lap.. Yeah!!
-tm
p.s. Did I mention the fact that she has absolutely GORGEOUS feet? I'm pretty sure she's a foot fetish herself. I'll 'splain how I deduced this in another post.. LOL
and always have. Ever since I was a kid, Valentines Day was ALWAYS a special day for me.
I'm not sure why but I do like the idea of having a special day set aside for your loved one. I guess it plays into my love of pampering or something...
I ALWAYS make a big deal out of Valentines Day and this year is no different.
Here's the plan:
I've gotten the wifey another rose dipped in gold. These things are about as cool as can be. If you've never seen them, they are an actual rose that's gold plated. They aren't quite as expensive as you might think and they last forever This year makes rose #2 and I plan on eventually buying her enough to have a dozen of them.. They look VERY cool in a bunch like that btw.
I've also got a dozen long stem, premium roses 'winging' there way here for delivery Thurs morning. She always says she 'hates' them but the look on her face tells me otherwise.
Besides, in years that I DIDN'T get the roses, I could sense a let-down in her so, she gets them whether she wants them or not!
Thursday morning she will have her favorite breakfast, in bed of course! Blueberry pancakes. She just LOVES them. Easy enough to oblige eh? LOL
She will also be covered in Valentines Day cards from me and both dogs. Yes, you CAN in fact buy Valentines Day cards from the dogs.. LOL
I've gotten her a 'credit card' to a local day spa around the corner that she really likes so she can go over there and have them 'do her' anytime and any way she wants.. LOL
Thurs evening, our closest cousins are taking US out to dinner at a very nice place. They where in Panama during my 50th birthday and decided to make up for missing that by taking the two of out for Valentines Day. Wooo Wooo...
Hopefully, after that we may ACTUALLY roll around in the 'hay' a bit. Who knows. It COULD happen!
Thankfully, Mr Drippy is fully healed from his latest encounter with g-spot girl
Feb 9, 2008 4:57 pm Mood: contemplative, 342 Views
And getting caught in the rain If you're not into yoga If you have half a brain If you'd like making love at midnight In the dunes on the Cape Then I'm the love that you've looked for Write to me and escape."
Ahhh music. Don't ya just love it? A song or a melody is capable of transporting you to places and times and thoughts and feelings instantly.
Well, I've finally gone and done it. I've broken my dick. Well not ME specifically but someone ELSE who will remain unnamed,
BROKE MY DICK!
She actually wore a hole in the side of it!!!
I'm serious here folks. My dick has quite literally had a hole worn into the side of it from being used by the afore unmentioned woman.
WTF am I supposed to do with it NOW???
It hurts also.. Did I mention that? I can't have sex because even the slightest touch around that spot worn INTO MY DICK causes me intense pain. I can't even WHACK off!!!
Now I'm REALLY not complaining mind you. Getting to the point where she actually WORE A HOLE IN MY DICK was quite fun and pleasant but now, in the aftermath, a day later, I HAVE A HOLE IN MY DICK!!!!!!!
I'm hoping time will heal it. It better. Is there such a thing as a dick transplant?? Skin grafts?? OMG, what am I going to tell my wife?
Ah, well that's not a problem since the wifey hasn't looked at my dick, let alone touched it in like 5 years. Whew... But you never know, Valentines Day IS right around the corner. It would be MY luck..... Oh sheesh..
-tm
