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This is the crux of the issue, as far as I'm concerned. If there is a deity (and I rather think not), there are weak minded people who have decided there absolutely definitely is, they are "in touch" with the deity, what the deity wants, the deity has blessed them and those like the problem in the OP, that's enough for some misguided folks to decide to tell other's what to do, what not to do, blah blah blah. Institutions have risen and fallen in service to this notion of an all-powerful "something" off in the clouds, handing down tired, worn out old antiquated strictures, and those folks can just go fuck themselves. They're already living in a hell of their own making, and I refuse to be dragged down into it with them. The husband of one of my friends is so Roman Catholic it would make the Pope himself blush. It didn't stop him from fucking every living, breathing guy he possibly could for all these years, but it does get to be a bit much listening to him go on and on about all the magical confections the RC's have dreamed up through the millennia. I almost hope there really is a hell with 30 or 40 rings of fire or whatever, so all his energy wasted on this silly business wouldn't be in vain. He even said to me once, that when he gets to Heaven, he's "going to look up" my life partner, and get acquainted. Of all the gall ... if that ever comes to pass, my partner will kick his ass and then some. Lately, he's trying to atone for all his wayward behavior all these years by shoveling dough to the guys in Long Dresses and Ruby Slippers - hoping he can buy an indulgence, I suppose. Sometimes, I can barely keep from laughing out loud.

This is one of those acts that I reserve for very special occasions. It doesn't do much for me, but when it turns a sub crazy, I will. I love strong, black coffee, and I drink it all day long - hot or cold. I'd have to lay off the coffee for a while, and have a few beers first, but I'd want a real pay-off in the "connection" if I'm going to do that.

First, MoonDreamer, I'm so very sorry you went through all of this. It's truly inhumane. The fact is, that some folks are too weak in their own self esteem to accept that there are other perfectly normal folks that are innately drawn to want sex with their own gender. We can debate the root causes, but the effect - regardless of the source - is the same. It's a terrible event to be rejected by someone we care for because of our inborn nature, but it happens over and over and over again. The fact that he lashed out at you upon discovering your true, inborn nature would indicate a low level of self confidence or self esteem in your friend, yet that is often the case. No matter how difficult it is to accept, there's still a lesson we can learn when this kind of thing happens, that being our own power to forgive the perpetrator of the abuse. Once that's accomplished, you can gradually allow this poisonous memory to fade, and learn from the experience. We can grow into better men ourselves, after something like this happens. Since it seems that an in-person conversation might be avoidable, maybe you can write him a carefully crafted letter, explaining that you're unwilling to carry his learned hatreds anymore, and you hope that some day, some how, he can overcome his hateful, unfounded fears. And then, simply forgive him. He may not read it, but that's not the real point: the healing point is that you wrote it, mailed or delivered it, and he cannot harm you anymore. You don't need to go into all the details of the injuries; he knows what he's done. Maybe one day he'll even ask you for your forgiveness. But don't let that anticipation prevent you from moving on with your life. Put his hatreds in a drawer you hardly ever open, and let them sit in that dark drawer all by themselves - be done with them. There's a huge, wide, wonderful world out there, waiting of you to experience it. There are many, many caring guys on this site, and when one of us is harmed, we're all harmed too - so please let us know how you are progressing. Best of luck, and we're all rooting for you.

Can't say I've experienced that very often, but then they don't allow phones at Slammer. I know some guys sneak one in sometimes, but if they get caught they're banned - and who would cut off that resource for some damn phone call ??? Usually it happens in the backrooms - one guy contacts another also in the bar somewhere - to come over to X spot for some hot action ....

and thank YOU, onlyraw !!!

Many of us in the US received a fairly unbalanced public-school education, which infamously elided over numerous uncomfortable historical facts of US history. I ran across a short series on Netflix a while ago, and finally found it again. It's an informative-yet-entertaining bit of scholarship about how this amendment came to be, what it intended, how it became useful in later generations, and as we know, it is the basis for the Privacy Rights that are becoming more and more important to our peculiar interests every day. The title is: Amend: the fight for America, and lays bare in an honest way why we have a number of problems here in the US, why we still have them, and does so in a clear, non-judgemental way. For our friends elsewhere in the world who are wondering what those crazy Americans are doing to themselves lately, this would provide an understanding. This series is follows the history of it's intent, how it's been used, and how tenuous the lynchpin we all depend on actually is. At the least, it's better than listening to all the yammering by the correspondents and talking heads on tv, going over the latest poll, the latest insults of which candidates, blah blah blah. However: if anyone decides to watch it, you tv won't bring it up until after you VOTE.

This seems breathtakingly harsh. I'm wondering if there's a "tradition" of particularly cruel prison sentences dating from when was a penal colony for the British Empire? NSW only lasted for several decades as an official penal colony, but - old habits die hard too.

Which is why getting tested regularly for sti's is so important if you're sexually promiscuous. The sooner the medics find out, the sooner they can treat whatever we come down with.

This is it, beautifully said, and in a nutshell.

Before responding, allow me to refine the definitions a bit: I think of someone as a "friend" when I feel close to them, they feel close to me, the friendship exists on a deeper level than - oh, say - fuckbuddies. There is mutual respect on varying levels with a friend. A friend can call me when they need something, knowing I'll respond to whatever the situation is, and that's mutual. Thus, by my definition, I have relatively few "friends". I've shared sex with a couple of these over the years, but not by design (usually, they were at the same fuckjoint as I was, and it just kinda sorta of happened). I think of many acquaintances as "casual" friends - guys I like, who don't seem to mind me, sharing things in common, but not on all that deep a level. If I needed something, I'd call one of my "friends", not one of these more casual 'friends'. I'm active in several areas of interest and in some groups that share the same interest (cars, horticulture, politics, etc) and sure - I've fucked a number of them. But I don't necessarily consider them "friends". One of my neighbors who I consider in the second arena walked up behind me in the bar and whispered in my ear "I just knew you're a pig". We've worked together on neighborhood issues, stuff like that, and he's a friendly acquaintance. I've worked closely with a gay friend on political stuff and we've never even mentioned sex. So yeah, I've shared sex with a few friends, but it's not something I court. It's not tough to find Holes to Breed in - and good friends don't just grow on trees either.

I just have to ask .... if the above is actually true, at what age did you learn to read in the first place?

Right on ..... it's the behavior - the rutting in / being rutted in that counts. It's the connection with fellow pigs that turn my crank.

So which of the events are most of you guys attending?

Ditto. I don't think it's something I need to be concerned about though .....

Only uneducated idiots ask that question, intending to inquire about sero-status. That phrase (are you clean?) is only appropriate when a Top needs to Breed, and likes to avoid a shitty, unprepared Hole. Thus, "clean" would be a regrettable substitution for "prepared".

This reminds me of one time years ago there were two "street" dq's in the middle of a furious fight - everyone was standing around, laughing at the amazingly insulting pejoratives these two were coming up with. How about preceding each of your potential pejoratives with "YOU STRAIGHT FUKIN _______________ " That should make any het bitch feel like a total p.o.s. !!! But, all in fun - we don't really want to point out exactly how big a piece of shit they are - let the hets do that to each other .....

So there's this used furniture store right next to the Ramrod. It's in a fairly small 2-storey building, fairly long and skinny, which - if the furniture store failed, the location would be perfect for an abs with darkroom setup. I've noticed where the doors are - the second floor could be the darkroom w/gh's, booths, and a larger darkroom at the E end of the building. The first floor could be used for some other gay-oriented business (there's already a store on the other side of Ramrod peddling all the doo-dads, poppers, gay ephemera, so some other, more - oh - intense? focus would be required. Having been in business for many years, that part isn't challenging - only finding the right mix of kink to cater to. Maybe a small theatre w/plenty of Breeding room? The furniture store seems to be doing well, so I haven't done any actual investigation, but it's an intriguing notion. I know that there's plenty of Breeding at Ramrod already. It's a bar though, which implies a different business model. I think providing a serious outlet for serious raw action would be a cool way to wrap up my business life.

Actually, I think the place does (of did) exist, and somewhere in Eastern Europe. I've watched it and noticed some of the language. It seems like it could be a lot of fun, but I've never experienced anything like it anywhere. The way the commerce is conducted seems genuine too.

BINGO !!! That's great .... it's what all folks need to accomplish at some point. Kudos, bud !!! Ya think ? Could be, right?😉 I know that I am far more attuned to guys then the other gender. Maybe because I like to fuck guys, and don't like to get too close to women. Maybe it's just the way we're naturally wired.

Or, several lined up on the fuckbench - shoulder to shoulder - Holes up, taking on any/all Cocks. I think the fuckbench in the darkroom at Slammer is at least 5' long .... maybe more. You can start at one end, and (as other Cocks unload and move on) rut your way down the line to the other end. Can't do that much after 10 though - it gets crammed full of men by then.

tighthole64: Actually, I don't even remember ... in spite of all the Cocks that fucked him, I never thought him loose; his Hole probably squeezed it clean when I withdrew .... NWUSHorny: Yes. I haven't made much use of them, but have noticed (through the open doors of unused cubicles as I prowled the corridors) that almost every one has gloryholes in at least one of the walls. Sometimes a guy pressed against the wall, taking a blowjob through the gh, but don't recall ever seeing a guy bend over taking a Cock through a gh. But then, I don't pay that much attention, I guess. I'm with you: However guys like to take loads is how they should take them. Through gloryholes, out in the open, in solid-walled cubicles, I've fucked guys through gh's - I think every guy has at some point. The thing about gloryholes is, it focuses the attention solely on the Cock. Nothing but the Cock/balls is visible, and for guys that love gh sex, nothing else counts. No one can suck off a belly or a thigh or an arm .... gh's focus the complete attention only on the Cock, and that's cool. I happen to like a roomful of Breeding men best, but - to each their own. It's the mating with each other that counts.

So much for astrology. And, I doubt she "made" you believe x, y, or z. It's more likely you allowed her to believe she did. Whether or not you actually believed whatever isn't the issue, the issue is, you (perhaps out of a generosity-of-heart) allowed her to think you believed the astrology thing. A sense of empathy on your part would allow that, wouldn't it? More, suppressing one's own emotions in favor of upholding others that seem to need support is a part of being empathetic. I still think you're a caring kind of guy, and the world needs more men just like you.

Since you mention it, I picked up sort of a "regular" on that round sofa. I won't say the name, but he's always there, wears a white bandana on his head, has 3 or 4 Cocks tattooed on each butt-cheek, and a really nice guy too. Before covid, he used to stop over, knock on the door and ask if he could suck me off, so he could go to work with the taste of my Sperm in his mouth. And - if I'm not mistaken - every single time he decided he wanted up his Hole instead - I don't think I've ever Bred his throat !!

Yep .... and like you, I've only partaken of the cubicles a few times. One of them (in the corridor leading to the showers/locker area) has a sling in it with no door, actually just a cubicle-sized alcove. It's always more fun when there are other guys participating. Group Breeding is always hottttt .

Clearly, you're not only correct, you're a well-adjusted hunk of pork ...