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Today there was an article in my local paper about a man that was luckily caught getting his end away in a public toilet - romantic stuff like that seems to be all the rage these days. :-/
Anyway the article got me thinking about stuff like gay bars and one night stands, sex toys and why some people say so and so has a huge cock - I mean when did everything become so friggin’ shallow and tacky?
I would personally be content with a kiss and hug and lying in the grass on a warm summer's night with boy of my dreams.
I’d prefer that over taking it in the can from a stranger...which has me thinking that, that probably means I'm gonna end up sad and alone. But It really depresses me, I read the stories on this site written with such passion and heart and then it gets to the point where one of the characters whips it out and starts getting in some late night exercise, that really spoils it for me.
I guess I just want to know am I ever going to get what I have wanted for so damn long or am I going in to this gay thing with the wrong head on? Should I be thinking with my genitalia and not my heart?
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"I love to see a woman with a sawn-off shotgun..."
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