Huh, That's Awkward...

In recent months, I have let my online presence dwindle somewhat. Back in September, I deleted my grindr, my Adam4Adam, my Manhunt, and my recon. Last night, feeling horny and lonely, I remade my grindr and my Adam4Adam, against my better judgement. Imagine, to my surprise, when I opened Grindr and saw a familiar face staring back at me. You see, my 18 year old neighbor and childhood friend, has a grindr. I knew he was gay, it's been rather obvious for the past... 8, 10 years, but I didn't know he was out. Furthermore, how do I even properly approach this situation? I can't really hit on him, and even though he's cute, it would feel weird to do so. At the same time, I can't quite ignore him either. He lives 300 feet away from me, and blocking him or ignoring him on grindr would be painfully obvious. So, I did the only reasonable thing available, I sent him a message that said "Well, Hello . Glad to see you came out." I didn't really have anything else to say.

Minions, I need your help...

I recently saw this video for the first time in a couple years yesterday, and I realized that I haven't seen this other boy's work. That's rather sad, because he's hot.

Anyway, his handle is Surferboy. Here's his video in question. Any help finding more of this guy would be much appreciated.




Wild in college dorm

as compensation for your assistance, here is slightly better porn, too:




Twinks Hard Working Gang

Why Ralphie?

Of all the boys I've fucked, there is none who I love more or am frustrated more by than Ralphie.

I can't feel nothing at all...

It's been five days since I had surgery. The surgery I had was for a hydrocele in my left testicle and a right side inguinal hernia.  To help me deal with the pain, I was prescribed Percocet, a mixture of oxycodone and acetaminophen, which I have been taking liberally since.

The result is, for the past few days while visiting family, I've been high as a kite.  Now that I'm home, lying naked in bed after a nice hot shower, I have time to blog. Let's how the quality is impacted by being absolutely stoned out of my mind.

Also, Repo: The Genetic Opera is a decent movie. It's worth seeing.

Surgery!

I promised I'd make a post about this whenever I last mentioned it.
I'm having surgery on the 22nd for a hydrocele and a hernia.
Details are being posted in this reddit thread:


http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/nhpcu/on_dec_22_im_going_to_have_my_left_nut_sliced/

A note on tumblrs

Every gay kid with a tumblr ends up posting half naked pictures of themselves.

Which is fantastic.

Case in point.

Finals

With holes in my head
I can still get along
Because my friends still convince me
I'm not always wrong

Yoda Moments

I'm sitting here in the school dining hall reading the newspaper. I just got out of the gym a half-hour ago because I wanted to hide from my CS homework. You see, coding is one of those Yoda moments; moments when I wish I had a Yoda like figure sitting on my shoulder explaining everything I was doing wrong. So, rather than stare at my incompetence written out for me in Java on the screen, I decided to go to the gym. Not that that's any better. I hate the gym. I hate the fact that no matter when I go, there's always at least half a dozen people there. I hate that even if I go in knowing exactly what I need to work on, I still feel like an idiot who has no idea what's going on. I wish at the gym I had a little Yoda telling me what to do. I know, I know, what I'm describing is a personal trainer. Why don't I just go with a rugby buddy? I do sometimes. Usually either with Beastmode Facefucker or Crazy Elbows. Problem with that is 1) they're both crazy, 2) they're rarely free when I am, and 3) holy shit, Elbows is crazy. He's been the leading cause of injuries on the team since 2009. Regardless, the last time I went with Beastmode, he confided he hAd a lot of the same concerns I did. Now first, I need to mention I'm in pretty damn good shape. I'm 185 lbs of height and muscle, but compared to Beastmode, I'm puny. But Beastmode pointed out that every time he's in the gym, there's always at least one guy who is even bigger and more ripped than he is, a guy who clearly knows what he's doing. And every time I go to the gym, I feel like that guy and everybody is looking at me going "jeez, what a schmuck. That guy can barely bench half his weight." And fuck, that feeling sucks. That's when I wish I had a little Yoda standing on my chest going "Lift more, you will. 6 reps, half minute break then.". Then I could just follow his advice and ignore all the little doubts. But I don't. So, I have to be my own Yoda and force myself to lift more, to study more, to won on my code more.