Feeder Posted May 19, 2010 Report Share Posted May 19, 2010 To see iBLASTinside's original blog post, click here... I do a lot of travelling. It just seems I'm always travelling to the wrong cities. I get these amorphous offers. If you ever make it to the West Coast... Look me up if you're ever in Seattle... I'd love to take you out to a beer if you're in New York... Gentlemen, here's the chance. As I reflected on the previous post, "Vacation Travel to Breed," I might have chosen a better headline. It did convey a certain (shall we say) sexual implication, as did my conditions of travel. Remind me never to write blog entries on Ambien. I think some connotations were missing. My decision to travel isn't one to get ass. Getting ass isn't an issue. Part of me wants to meet some of you. As you all know, pouring out cum, testosterone and a little bit of blood and soul into this blog allowed some of you to respond in kind, both as comments and in private e-mails. Rather than thinking of this as some sort of long sexual experience, how about a date, a conversation, a meeting. Something of substance. How many of you can back up those offers with true gestures? How many of you mean what you say? How many of you actually want to meet and talk about something other than breeding ass? Oh, I'll breed your ass. Don't worry about that. But can you carry on a conversation too? Do you even want to do so? More... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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