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marc
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Registered: March 2003
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How many of you have gone at one time or another through a slut phase?
I dont want or need details i am just looking for a saturation point.
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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Yes more than once.
"And so the lion fell in love with the Lamb"
"What a stupid Lamb"
"What a sick, masochistic lion"
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
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I am, by nature, a slut. By choice I curb this all the time
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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Never tempted -- not enough self-confidence, probably. When I was younger I was terrified that people might think I was gay, most likely due to the lack of positive role models rather than anything moral or ethical. Nor did I go the other way and pretend to be straight. I do remember times when I behaved in a silly and in retrospect rather attention-seeking way at school (which could border on flirtation), but there was never anything genuinely sexual about it. It seems it's common in British public schools as Tim also experienced it.
Nowadays I'm ... well, I dunno. I'm too busy ... too career-oriented ... perhaps. University is over and work (and finding work) takes precedence over anything else.
David
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I’m not sure about the term slut, I mean in through the late 60’s and 70’s, up until the advent of HIV/AIDS it was the norm in some circles to have a lot of sex partners whether you were gay or str8, free love and all that jazz. : O. I never thought of myself as a slut LOL.
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Other's just come to harm
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marc
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Registered: March 2003
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What I meant was a phase by or in which sex was a priority in a social context... wether it be solo, duo or mulitple participants....
Not a did not use the word "partner"
what i am trying do establish is wether or not there a proclivity to experience sexual activity to the expanded degree that elevates the experience of sex (note i am not using the wors love here) to a higher level of pleasure.
slut was a poor choice of words.... sorry
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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I don't know about the social context, but the solo part is something that's made me a bit slutty in my own mind. Ever since puberty reared it's head (or mine actually) I have used masturbation as a common fix for many problems - social or otherwise. I interjected my own thoughts and feelings in one of the characters of my latest story. He can give you an apt description:
>It seems like just overnight I have gone from this innocent, happy, carefree boy into this...sexually charged perv machine. I used to think that wanking was just the British term for winking. Now I was winking almost every single night - sometimes two or three times. I couldn't believe how much pleasure could be derived from such a simple animal act. Now I know how the monkeys in the zoo keep their sanity through their captivity. They just wank their cares away. It works for other species as well. Worried about your grades?...wank, wank. Worried about a pimple?...wank, wank. I know it doesn't make my problems go away, but for the short time that I am in sexual nirvana, I don't give a horse-apple about the other stuff in my life... :-/
Youth crisis hot-line 866-488-7386, 24 hr (U.S.A.)
There are people who want to help you cope with being you.
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Dang, when you throw solo in to the mix I would have to say Paul’s description is pretty apropos. Insatiable is a term that very much applies! Even to this day, though I am no longer physically capable of more than twice a day, well maybe three on really good day. ::-)
People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know
Where some have found their paradise
Other's just come to harm
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Paul, where did the quotation come from or is it something you wrote?
Hugs
Nigel
I dream of boys with big bulges in their trousers,
Never of girls with big bulges in their blouses.
…and look forward to meeting you in Cóito.
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Several times I have gone thru the "slut" phase. It was even my nickname at work for a while.
Aqua
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. Washington Irving
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This is from my story "Geeks" on Timmie's site.
Youth crisis hot-line 866-488-7386, 24 hr (U.S.A.)
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timmy
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Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Yes. My teenage years involved very odd parties. Note that this was wholly heterosexual. Parents of the partygiver left at 8 and returned at 11:30. First hour was dancing, then hands wandered, usually all the way (sorry marc) inside knickers and into what was alleged to be nirvana. This was all very public and it really didn't matter who was paired with whom.
Oddly THEIR hands never got near OUR equipment
We were, pretty much, all sluts.
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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marc
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Needs to get a life! |
Registered: March 2003
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timmy wrote:
> Yes. My teenage years involved very odd parties. Note that this was wholly heterosexual. Parents of the partygiver left at 8 and returned at 11:30. First hour was dancing, then hands wandered, usually all the way (sorry marc) inside knickers and into what was alleged to be nirvana. This was all very public and it really didn't matter who was paired with whom.
when you say..... didn't matter who was paired with whom. are we talking str8 sex?
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> Oddly THEIR hands never got near OUR equipment
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> We were, pretty much, all sluts.
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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timmy
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Has no life at all |
Location: UK, in Devon
Registered: February 2003
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Just like tennis. We "Best them in str8 sets" Oops, Sex
Author of Queer Me! Halfway Between Flying and Crying - the true story of life for a gay boy in the Swinging Sixties in a British all male Public School
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marc
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Needs to get a life! |
Registered: March 2003
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i feel ill.........
Life is great for me... Most of the time... But then I meet people online... Very few are real friends... Many say they are but know nothing of what it means... Some say they are, but are so shallow...
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what i am trying do establish is wether or not there a proclivity to experience sexual activity to the expanded degree that elevates the experience of sex (note i am not using the wors love here) to a higher level of pleasure.
Hell no. I find it hard enough trying to cope with the concept of the unexpanded degree and the unelevated experience.
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saben
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Registered: May 2003
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Not as much as I would have liked!
At times I've wanted to be a slut, but never had the confidence to do it. I can count the number of guys I've been with on 2 hands. Not onto toes, yet, but more than one hand.
I've been a cam-slut, though. I went through a phase where online, I would cam2cam regularly. I would have seen anywhere from 20 to 50 cocks cum during that stage and probably quite a few more that didn't!
Look at this tree. I cannot make it blossom when it suits me nor make it bear fruit before its time [...] No matter what you do, that seed will grow to be a peach tree. You may wish for an apple or an orange, but you will get a peach.
Master Oogway
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