ErosWired

Learn to compartmentalize. There’s a space in your life for working, for earning a living; there’s a space in your life for sex. They’re not the same space. There’s a time and a place for each of these things, and you need them both, but not at the expense of each other. Let’s say you approach the guy and the whole thing goes as badly as it might. Then you have neither the job nor the sex. On the other hand, let’s say you proposition him for the kind of domination you want, and he gives it to you - there is absolutely no way that power dynamic doesn’t bleed into your work relationship and affect it, and not for the better. And as you know perfectly well, the chances of such an arrangement lasting for any length of time are slim - what happens when he gets bored with the novelty of you? Because he will, and then you’ll be a distraction, then an annoyance, then someone he really doesn’t want around the office, and suddenly you have, again, neither the sex nor the job. I don’t see this ending well either way.

This ^. The mark of an inexperienced Dom is to go too hard, too fast. The mark of an idiot who has no idea what he’s doing and has no business in control of a scene is to use full force on the first stroke. On one visit to camp there was to be a flogging demonstration and I, being accustomed to the business end of a flogger, agreed to let the guy have a go at me. His first stroke nearly knocked me off my goddamned feet, and I cut him off. The point of a flogging is to find out how much the submissive can take before he asks for it to continue in spite of the pain - not to find out if he can take it at all.

The self-criticism you describe is a common phenomenon that affects many men, in large part because of the disconnect between a person’s sexuality and the sometimes unreasonable or unrealistic expectations and moral conditions the person has gained from upbringing in his society, family or religion. In your case, it seems unusual that this should emerge suddenly and unexpectedly, after a long time involved in related behavior that did not cause the feelings. Usually we would expect the reverse to be true, that repeated exposure to an activity would desensitize one to the triggers that provoke negative self-criticism. So it might be helpful for you to do a little internal digging. Ask yourself why this particular episode made you feel differently. In what ways was it uniquely different from even the most similar experience? Something had to make the difference. Listen to the specific message the negative thoughts are conveying - what assumptions, biases and judgments to they reveal? Do they all stand up to scrutiny? For instance, by what you describe, some part of you carries a notion that it is ‘trashy’ or ‘dirty’ to fuck a person whose face or body you did not see. That is a value judgment, but is it objectively true? What, specifically, makes it ‘dirty’ or ‘trashy’ to do? It isn’t that the person you don’t see is always unclean - his hygiene may be perfectly acceptable. It isn’t that the person you don’t see is necessarily poor of character - he might be a very honest and upstanding person in other aspects of his life, and is simply addressing his sexual needs just as you are. Which is a salient point: In the same way that you are. Imagine that the guy you fucked through that glory hole, after you left, said to himself: ”you dirty fucking piece of trash. You just let a guy fuck you and didn’t even see his face or body. He could have been gross, a guy you would never pick to fuck, but you let him fuck you anyway. You didn’t even care. You’re fucking disgusting.” Does your perspective change now that the shoe is on the other foot? Because you were both doing the same thing, you’re either both equally potentially gross and disgusting, or neither of you are. Then let’s take a step further back and ask what’s wrong with anonymous, random sexual intercourse. From a practical standpoint, there is risk to health, but you would face the same risk to health from bareback sex whether you were looking at him or not. Such encounters are devoid of the emotional reciprocity that enriches, and some would say is the true reward of human sexual contact - but if you weren’t looking for that kind of connection with another person at that time, then it wasn’t the point. It is possible, however, that a gloryhole encounter, being perhaps the most complete way to isolate the sex act to nothing but the point of penetration, may have amplified that lack of connection to the point that it caused you distress. Up till this point, the act of fucking another man had not bothered you. Now that something about it suddenly didn’t feel right, it may have opened an avenue for questioning and self-doubt that you have not had to cope with before, and are finding that the only immediate answers available for your self-questioning are things you’ve had to root up from deep in your upbringing. All of the above is speculative analysis based on the very little information you’ve supplied, and may be utterly off the mark for you. But it is an example of a way to cognitively approach the self-questioning that is causing your distress. You’re fine. You fucked a guy through a gloryhole. Legions of men would have loved to be you in that moment. Legions of men did exactly the same thing that night. They weren’t all dirty pieces of trash, just men doing one of the things men do. Congratulations, you’re human.

It’s not just you. Anymore I’m not sure whether to call them hookup apps or cockblocking apps. But of course it’s not the apps, but the people using them that are making things difficult. I used to think that men would gladly fuck given an opportunity - now I think that men who want to actually have intercourse may be a minority.

You don’t say what kind of lube you’re using. The function of the colon is to absorb water, so I would avoid water-based lubes for a start. I would suggest trying oil-based, and start with natural oil, like vegetable oil based. I use a mixture of crisco and coconut oil, which is forms fore of a cream than a liquid. Petroleum-based lubes like Vaseline do prevent absorption by sealing the pores, but they also prevent the skin from naturally transitioning fluids, which ultimately leads to drying out. Silicone-based lubes are another option, though some people like myself have a reaction to some of them. One water-based solution that might work for you is K-Lube (similar to J-Lube) which is incredibly slick and a tiny bit of the powder goes a long way. It can be prepared in as thick or thin a concentration as you like. When I’m going to do a long night of hosting, I’ll usually inject a quantity of that up my cunt to lube the interior, and use my oil-based to prime the hole and keep it wet when it dries out.

I gather from your initial post that your interest is in seeing the invading cock entering and inseminating, as though you were inside watching it arrive. This requires being stationed inside your cunt at exactly the right position further in than the cock can reach. Even if it were possible to somehow embed an autonomously operating, or remotely operated camera inside a silicone toy, two issues come immediately to mind. The first is removal - how are you going to get the thing out again? This is a question I know all too well, having once been obliged to go to the hospital with a 12” double-headed dildo completely buried in my cunt that did not want to come out on its own. You don’t want to go there. The second is the question of the lens. Our colon isn’t an air-filled tube that sits open all the time waiting for things to fill it - it it squeezes down, and contracts when empty. Any clear lens would quickly be smeared with mucus inside a living ass, and rendered unable to form clear images. Aside from that, the first shot of cum would stand a fair chance of obscuring the view.

Ballbusting - by which I assume you mean impact play on the testicles - is an aspect of a broader category of Cock & Ball Torture, or CBT, as it’s termed in BDSM circles. It’s not called torture because it tickles (though tickle torture is a thing). There is some inconsistency in how people use the term ‘ballbusting’ - some apply it to any impact on exposed testicles, even light swats or thumps, while others reserve the term for harsh or heavy blows that might be delivered with force. Some may even extend the use to any force that could ‘bust’ a testicle, such as compression or flattening in a ball press. I have had various forms of testicular torture performed on me, including mild to moderate impact, flattening in a ball press, electroshock, and needle perforation. I’ve never enjoyed any of it. You’re not supposed to enjoy it. In my experience, there’s a visceral sense of sympathetic pain that most men instinctively feel when seeing another man experience pain in the testicles, and thus I have found that it takes a Dominant with something of a Sadistic streak in him to want to inflict it. My former master was one such, and was known at one point to have flattened a sub’s nuts to a thickness of 1/8” in a ball press (about half the thickness of your pinky finger). He didn’t take me quite that far. To your question: Why? …Good question. It certainly isn’t because I enjoy the pain, and if I were being selective about hookups I would take a pass on anyone whose profile said he enjoyed ballbusting. Yet I’ve submitted to a good deal of it. It’s not that I feel a need to be punished, either - I don’t submit out of a sense of inadequacy or contrition or guilt. I suppose I endure it because it pleases the man I’m with, and more than anything else, I wish to please him. I want to please him so badly that I’ll let him hurt me where it hurts the most. And if, when I’m gasping from the pain in my nuts, he happens to say, “Good boy. You’re doing well. Want some more?” I’ll probably say, “Yes, please, sir.” Which is why I avoid the situations to start with now. I can only say that if you’re unsure whether ballbusting is right for you, an extended period of testing will be unnecessary - if you try it once, you’ll know immediately. Chastity and orgasm control/denial are a completely different and unrelated set of practices and aren’t considered a part of CBT. The psychology behind it is complex, and is rooted in dynamics of control. I can’t say I fully understand the appeal. Though I’ve been through a relatively short trial of chastity control (about a month) my Master was more about forcing orgasm to excess than denying it.

We don’t often hear this expressed this way, or this evocatively from Tops. Bottoms, all the time, but it seems rate to hear a Top put that kind of appetite into words. It inspires me to keep hosting, in the hope that I can be there for the Top like you who so badly needs that first - or second, or third - cunt to be ready and receptive the moment he needs it. No Top need ever have to wait, if there’s anything I can do about it. I just hope you speak for a large silent population of men like you.

I don’t think taking video footage of the inside of a living body is a try-this-at-home sort of thing. That being said, I was once a guest at the home of a man whose had a basement room set up quite remarkably as an authentic medical facility for conducting colonoscopies (and other deep anal invasive procedures). I imagine he could have found a way to record something, but his setup was really extraordinary. Now, why hasn’t some entrepreneurial genius invented a mini GoPro attachment for the cockhead?

You got through it quicker than I did, but I came to the same conclusion. He couldn’t have shafted himself any better if he’d been sitting on a dildo on the witness stand. The whole “acting like a reporter” thing had my eyes rolling like a marble on a roulette wheel. As to it being hardcore, it’s kind of difficult to take something that way when it has ‘(sic)’ in it. Also, a man calling another grown man ‘gurl’, when quoted by a officer of the court, lends an air of the ridiculous to the whole affair.

A couple of quick observations: 1) Here we have evidence that the idle brain is the Devil’s playground. 2) Clever, but π could potentially present problems. • It could limit one’s circle of sex partners to mathematicians. Or Greeks. • If you’re trying to straight-line guys to fucking, it’s confusing to use the symbol that defines circles. • Combined with a period to denote a hole (π.) immediately makes me think ‘Shut your pie hole’, which is not helpful for someone looking to give or get head. • It could just make guys hungry for pie, which, as you know, is a drive that can trump hornines. •π could be interpreted to mean you’re only interested in solo action, as the symbol for (π x 2) is τ (tau), or that you’re only looking for a circle jerk. 3) Finding another secret way to communicate simply perpetuates the culture of sexual shame in our society that forces us to fuck in shadowy, seedy places, fearful of the judgment of others, and leaves us shedding tears that ruin good pieces of pie. Instead, we should be bold, step out into the light, and be genuine to one another. I suggest forehead tattoos. (It may be rough going for a while, but eventually everyone will want one. Humans are basically Star-Bellied Sneetches.) All joking aside, the trouble with secret codes is that ‘a secret known to two people is secret; a secret known to three is known to all the world’. The irony is that the ‘secret’ symbol is only effective if everyone involved knows what it means, and it’s very difficult to selectively impart the knowledge. And even if you do, everyone not involved is both observant and curious (it’s an ape thing) and will start asking annoying questions about why the letter π is suddenly everywhere, and then some dumbass who’s too honest for his own good and can’t be trusted with a naughty-fun secret (I’m looking in the mirror) will tell them what it means, and that will be that.

The concern about long-term effects of taking these drugs is real, and they do have a harsh effect on the body’s systems. My doctor just changed me off Biktarvy onto Juluca out of a concern that Biktarvy might be causing a deterioration in my kidneys, which could be made worse because Biktarvy doesn’t play nice with the Metformin I take for Type 2 Diabetes, which I never had until I started taking AIDS meds. The good news, sir, is that this medication will save your life. The bad news is that it’s a deadly slow-acting poison. Which pharmacy shall I send the prescription to? No, we don’t know what the results would be of taking these meds for 20-30 years, but the positive thing is that we aren’t going to have to find out. We won’t be taking the same meds in 20 years. We aren’t taking the same meds now that we took ten years ago. I’ve changed medications five times in nine years as my doctors have switched me to take advantage of advances in efficacy and reduction in side effects. In twenty years, treatment of HIV may look entirely different. In 20 years, it may be curable. We can hope, can’t we?

I’ve been involved in several different sorts of arranged group sex events, on the organizing/hosting side, from small, home-based gatherings to monthly meetups in a (semi)public venue. The one thing I would say that all these things have in common, from a hosting perspective, is that being the host means you are absolutely not just another participant. Someone has to be in charge and responsible in order for everyone else to be able to let loose and enjoy. Someone has to have his finger on the pulse of the event, watching what goes on, anticipating problems before they become problems, meeting needs before the people are aware they need them. This isn’t to say that the host can’t have fun too, and get in some play, but the host’s first responsibility has to be in making sure everyone else’s experience goes well. The host is the oil that lubricates the whole event. The host is the one who, for instance, notices the guy who isn’t getting any play and makes it his business to see that he does, whether by tending to it himself or facilitating connections. If this sounds a lot like work, it’s because it’s a lot like work, and you may not get to play in the same way as your guests - but you’ll be setting yourself up for a potential network of reciprocal invitations that can be very much worth your time and effort.

I wouldn’t be surprised if there were people who just wore them straight up and passed them off as running shorts, as they don’t have an opening in the fly. I just have this picture in my mind: Honestly, officer, these are for running. Uh-huh. The way I see it, you’re running around the park in your short pants.

I was in the status-not-known category, and my CD4 count tanked to 49. Normal minimum is 500. The threshold for an AIDS diagnosis is 200. I’ve spent the last nine years trying mightily to reach 400 again. The closest I’ve ever gotten was 439 back in 2019. Since then I’ve hovered in the lower 300s, and in 2021 watched it fall to 201 (!) before clawing its way back up. In nine years, I have missed exactly two (2) doses of my daily meds. I am essthe poster boy for meds compliance, and I still can’t recover what I lost. I will likely never see 500 again. My HIV specialist isn’t worried. She says I have enough immune response that I don’t need to worry about diseases lying in wait for the weak because I’m over 200. She said viral load id the thing to watch, because as long as it’s suppressed, the body has a chance to rebuild.

This is not what happens. Opportunistic infections are called that because they take advantage of the opportunity presented when an individual’s immune system is incapacitated by the virus and unable to defend the body. These infections are types of illness that the body normally has no difficulty beating, but that have a chance due to this window of immune failure. An HIV positive person does not reach a state of Undetectable/Untransmittable until his medication has the virus in his system controlled to the point that it is no longer significantly replicating itself, which allows the body’s immune system to begin to recover. Once that recovery reaches the point at which prophylaxis is no longer required, the danger of opportunistic infection is no longer at issue. HIV isn’t what nearly killed me - opportunistic infections did, namely double pneumonia followed by fungal meningitis. Even after I survived, I still fell prey to some small-time thug opportunistics like candidiasis and molluscum that healthy immune systems swat down easily, but act like bullies when they get the chance. I had to take prophylactic antifungals for months to make sure some random spore didn’t punch my ticket. Once my CD4 count hit 200 again, however, my immune system had recovered enough to stop the prophylactics and stand on its own because it was strong enough to beat the opportunistics. Make no mistake - we’re still immunocompromised, and still at increased risk of getting sick, and getting sicker than we otherwise would have if we were neg with CD4 counts above 500. But as long as a person stays on his meds and stays in a U=U condition, there isn’t a risk of suddenly falling prey to an opportunistic infection. If there were, we’d all have to live in big bubbles.

Running shorts, yoga shorts…okay… but Hanes started in 1901 as a hosiery company, and although Hanesbrands does now sell a variety of ‘clothing essentials’, they specialize in undergarments and that’s what their flagship brand name is pretty much universally synonymous with. The item in question here has ‘HANES’ in great big capital letters all around the waistband, which is as effective a way as I can think of, bar shouting, of saying, “I’m in my underwear.”

There’s a Top in Nashville who very specifically tells me, before he arrives, “I want you on your back when I walk in.” He’s also very specific that he wants the room dark. He either doesn’t need or doesn’t want to look at my face while he’s breeding me, and that’s fine. To be honest, if he was watching my face I probably wouldn’t be looking back much because he’s big fucks very thoroughly, and I have to focus on taking him while at the same time playing with his nipples, which he requires. I think he must prefer missionary because he’s going for continuous depth thrusting and maximum penetration at orgasm, and he keeps coming back because he can go all out in me.

It disappears on mine too, regardless of whether I click accept or deny. But the odd thing is that it keeps popping up. If it were placing a cookie, it shouldn’t need to keep checking for permission to place a cookie; the cookie should tell it there’s a cookie there, I would have thought.

I’ve noticed recently that every time I log onto the site I’m met with a notice at the bottom of the screen announcing the site’s policy regarding its use of cookies, with options to Accept or Cancel. But if I don’t do anything very quickly, like within three or four seconds, a check mark appears on Accept, and the options disappear. I take this to mean that the site auto-chooses for the user to accept cookies whether the user wants them or not. Is this a bug or a feature? Also, why does this show up every time? I haven’t cleared my cache after every visit. Using Safari on iPhone when this occurs.

And Now For Something Completely Different. As we all know, astrology is hooey. The idea that anyone can actually divine anything about his personality, relationships, or course in life from the arrangement of stellar objects in the sky is absurd, and completely unsupportable on any scientific basis. Divination by penis, or Phallomancy, on the other hand, is, apparently, a thing (woo-woo as it may be). Below I transcribe the salient portion of the information supplied on the topic at the website on which I found it (source cited at the bottom). I mean, here it is. I really don't know what to say. Our world is strange. ---- Divining The Penis LENGTH: Long For those over the 3.5" benchmark, we can see what an innovative lover you are. What an extrovert! You welcome any excuse to liberate the little fella... You're always on the lookout for new tricks to try out. Some might call you over-confident... It always pays to make sure your partner appreciates the unusal before it's too late. However, you are you are fantastic at picking up new tricks and revel in the details. If you are extremely long, besides being awfully proud of yourself, you are an extremely inventive lover! Short Don't despair if you measure under 3 inches. Although you may be hesitant or lack confidence at first, once you get going you can really perform. You might have traditional tastes, you are more of a romantic lover and a dreamer. However, you do have a surprise temper and can be blunt about your desires. You may be a complex lover, but you always deliver on your promises. GIRTH: Thick OK, so maybe you don't have the longest but you've got the thickness. This reveals that your imagination comes into play backed by solid determination and fiery energy. Not a bad combination by anyone's measurements! Some men are thicker at the base of the penis than at the top. This reveals that you treasure your independence. You don't like being tied up or tied down! If you are very thick at the base of your penis, independence is extremely important to you. Thin You may be long, but are you slender as well? Here we have the romantic poetic lover. The sensitive lover who revels in the details and finesse of making love. You express your feelings easily and can talk your way through the whole session. Be careful you don't get the reputation of being all talk, no action. TEXTURE: Smooth A smooth penis shows what an intuitive lover you are. You are able to go with your feelings and adapt easily to changes. You can be a very smooth character. Knotty If your penis is knotty, I wouldn't be surprised if you have a whole plan of action mapped out in your head before entering the fray. Being naturally cautious and logical in sexual matters, you tend to hold back, but once you get going, you're on a roll. Bumpy If your penis has one or two bumps on it, your partner better watch out! You can be an unpredictable and difficult lover, just the thing for a woman who likes a challenge and a bit of unpredictability. TIP SHAPE: Pointed A guy with a pointed tip is both idealistic and artistic in relationships but he also has a lot of trouble relaxing and letting go. He values his independence highly and is rarely the submissive partner. If you are also long and thin, then you can be a selfish lover! Blunt/Square A blunt or square tip shows the owner is a practical lover who prefers to let his actions show how much he loves his partner, rather than words. Wide/Bulbous Such a strong sex drive! You are active and original with a magnetic way about you. A wider or bulbous tip indicates a huge sex drive! You are magnetic when it comes to sex. But sex and relationships are completely different things to you so your partners soon learn not to expect anything that you don't actually promise. What you do provide is all action and originality. Not bad if your partner knows beforehand what they're getting into. CURVATURE*: Curved to the Right Do you have a penis that curves to the right? Then, in matters of love and sex, you are a giver not a taker. If you had it your way, sex would be your favourite topic of conversation. You love to discuss all aspects of your love life and have no qualms in asking people about theirs! Curved to the Left Or does it curve to the left instead? In matters of love and sex, you are taker not a giver. You are more cautious about giving your all in relations until you are sure you won't be hurt or taken advantage of, and you like to keep your secrets well and truly hidden. Bent Sharply But if your penis has a sharp bend in it, rather than a curve, you can be a lecher and a user. Sharp and astute, you don't mind cheating if it gets you want you want. Long and Bent If the penis is long and bent, then you are definitely no to be trusted in matters sexual. But if the penis is short and bent then it is more performance anxiety that is the bane of your life. Relax! Bent at the Base When the penis is bent right at the very base, you are plagued with the nagging feeling that you don't fit in or belong anywhere. You have the feeling that everyone else seems to get what they want and have it easy, but you feel you have to feel you have the short end of the stick and have to fight for your most basic rights. Quit whining, and you'll find your sexual success rate soars! *Note: Marked or abnormal curvature may tell you nothing except that you suffer from Peyronie's Syndrome, a condition that causes bending to the penis that can be so severe that it interferes with function and can require treatment. Original Source: [think before following links] https://aminoapps.com/c/the-witches-united/page/blog/divination-of-the-penis/z662_ElBIxuB1ZmYKdXWNdlvbwRv7pWrEB8

Meeting other guys’ criteria is hard enough. Meeting their fantasy criteria is damn near impossible, especially when it’s all in their heads. I’m never under any illusion that a man who fucks me is doing it because he wants to fuck me - I’m just the warm flesh that stands in for what he’s seeing in his own mind.

More than a thousand men have pumped their semen into me. I can probably count the ones whose names I know in single digits. I would day I’ve gotten at least a glimpse of about a third of them. Another third, the only thing I’ve seen of them is what appears on their profile, and that’s usually a cock pic. The rest I never even saw, have no idea who they were, what they looked like, how they lived, what race or ethnicity they represented, or whether I would have wanted them inside me if I were to choose. That’s the way it should be for me, because I was trained that it is not for me to choose who I serve, and anonymous service takes choice out of the equation. I can say ‘No Loads Refused’, because it is functionally true, but it’s also a bit misleading - no loads are refused because no permission is asked. I simply advertise that my hole is open, accessible, and free to use, and receive everything that comes to use it. It’s been a successful strategy for bringing my service to a large number of men, even though I’m at an age when an older bottom might find hookups challenging. In another thread someone recently suggested I might feel conflicted about my self-image having taken so many men; some would probably assume that the fact that they’re mostly anonymous would lead me to feel shame. It does not in the least, any more than I would feel shame at serving a meal to a line of anonymous men in a soup kitchen, because my motive is the same. I doubt this is as titillating an answer as the OP was looking for when he asked the question, but there it is.

Don’t worry. No one is any danger of me waxing either technical or philosophical about automobiles. For some guys, cars are like Viagra. For me, they’re like watching a documentary on public transit. In French. As to the ‘mountainous vistas’, I’m reminded of a fellow student in graduate school, who said she loved being in the mountains here. We had to break it to her gently that these were what were known as ‘hills’, ‘ridges’, and ‘knobs’, and she had not seen any mountains yet, and wouldn’t see any unless she went way east in the state. I guess geography is relative.

So much of the toxicity in the nation’s political and social discourse can be laid at the feet of Newt Gingrich. That man has a shitload to answer for.