Thanksgiving and Family

This post has nothing to do with sex.

Only family drama. You are warned.

A note on self-control

Straight guys will never have to deal with this issue.

The fact is that at any moment I want, without leaving my room, without even getting dressed, I could go on to Craigslist, Manhunt, Adam4Adam, Recon, Grindr, etc and find a hot twink within a mile of me begging for my cock. Within five minutes of finding that twink, I could be at his door. Within another five minutes, I could be fucking his ass, less if he warmed himself up beforehand.

The fact that this choice is available to me is terrifying.   There are ten 18 year olds alone who posted on Craigslist in the past 48 hours.  And I love sex, I crave sex.  For two days, I've resisted the urge to respond to boys who post images like this:

By the way, this? This is my ideal boy. He's 5'6" 120 #.

It's just so easy, so tempting. And why don't I? Because this is Thanksgiving, it's time I've specifically reserved for catching up on reading, for hanging out with old friends, for spending time with family.

And you know what? My will-power finally cracked. I messaged Hottie McAsian above here.  Him and only him. He probably won't reply, and I'll spend the rest of the holiday break doing what I should: homework and hanging with friends. But if someone sets a buffet of chocolate cakes in front of me, don't be surprised if I grab a cupcake in passing.

Shitshow 2011

It's 2:00 AM on Saturday November 12 and I'm blogging this from the bathroom of a hotel just outside of Washington, DC.  I feel like I have to rewind a bit.

Reblog: The Manifesto from A Bi Kid's Life

I've grown rather convinced that there's a huge segment of the male population that's bi, but too closeted to act on it.  Hell, if I was in college 20 years ago, or even 10 years ago, I wouldn't have come out.  I like girls, I like pussy, and back then liking dick was asking to get punched.  There still is a stigma against bi guys.  There's the old, tired refrain that no one's really bi, just confused.  That if you like dick, you have to be gay and you're just using the label bi as a stepping stone, a halfway point before actually coming out.

Now, I believe that there are a lot of guys who like dick and are bi.  Tough, masculine guys. Guys who will probably grow up, marry a girl, pump out a few kids, but still love cock.

Why do I believe this?  Because I believe that sexuality is something biologically based, that a man's attraction to another man is based on genes and hormones.  And I believe the percentage of guys who like cock has remained fairly constant throughout history. And I've read enough history to know that guys who liked guys are fairly common.

Think on this, of the first 15 Roman Emperors, only Claudius is reported to have not liked men. Now, I'm not saying the first 15 Roman Emperors were gay, I assume most of them were bi. Maybe one was gay (cough, cough Caligula).  But only Claudius was said to have not like men.  And even that historical fact is somewhat disputed, as it was reported by Suetonius who was using it as a larger charge that Claudius was overly influenced by women. [1]

The great figures of Ancient Rome and Greece abounded with flaming cock-loving. So, what happened? Were they faking it this entire time? Did those genes die out?  Or, more likely, did the social opprobrium against homosexuality condemn it to silence and whispers for a thousand years?  I feel the latter is more likely to be correct.

But now, we have a new generation of guys who are tough, manly, pussy-loving men who love cock. And they're coming out and saying "Hey, I'm here, I'm not a fucking queer, but I do like man-on-man ragers."

One of the best statements of this that I've read recently is The Bisexual Manifesto.  It's author says, in short, "I'm an athlete, a student, a college guy.  I'm tall, I'm athletic, I like to party, I plan on working hard after school, I fuck girls. But I also like to fuck guys.  I love my parents, I pray to God, I play football. I'm tough and I'm not a pussy.  But I'm scared as shit to come out, because if I do, everyone will think I'm gay, with all the stereotypes attached."

And I agree with every word of it.  I'm bi, and I'm out. I'm 20 years old, 6'1", 190 lbs.  I play rugby, I study hard, I drink and smoke weed socially.  I hit on girls, and I hit on guys. I'm bi, but that doesn't mean I'm weak, or queer, or any of those other stereotypes you want to throw at me. It means I'm me.

Perils of Penis Measurement (Aka more than you ever wanted to know about my penis)

Guys are obsessed by their size, especially in comparison to others. Or at least it seems that way in the gay community.  You can stop any gay man on the street and ask how big his penis is, and he'll tell you down to the inch.

Unfortunately, it appears that everyone really sucks at measuring.

It's called a tape measure. Use it.

Liam's Mistake, Part 10: Plotting

I almost forgot I was still writing this.  Part 10, for all three of you who enjoy this story.  Again, the usual disclaimers: fictional, do not try at home, yadda yadda yadda, if you post this somewhere else link back to me.

Stop me if you've heard this one before: Whaling

The other night, my roommate and I were talking and somehow the topic of whaling came up.
I asked "Whaling? What is that?"
He replied, "Seriously man? You invented it about three weeks ago when you were high."

I had no memory of this so he filled me in.

The concept is this: Apparently, I wanted to start a whaling club, the objective of which is for each member to sleep with the fattest woman humanly possible.   The act of sleeping with a fattie is referred to as "harpooning" and the man who succeeds in sleeping with the fattest becomes the club president, and is referred to as "Captain Ahab."  The woman he slept with to earn that title is known as "Moby Dick."  If, during intercourse with a fattie, a club members becomes overwhelmed by physical revulsion and/or finds himself in danger of being crushed to death, he is allowed to bail, known as "abandoning ship."

I didn't remember saying this, but it does sound like me, and it sounds hilarious.  Automatic kudos to whoever does this.  That said, I probably never will. The entire plans sound ridiculously awful and, while not the stupidest thing I've ever suggested, is close to it.