252 posts 2/28/2009 2:51 pm
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Yep. Still gay.
It’s been about 3 weeks now since I became gay, in a decision inspired mainly by Sarah Palin and mushrooms. I have to tell you ‒ it’s been absolutely fabulous! My pre-gay inbox, which was dry as a dusty ballroom, is now practically overflowing with pictures of male genitalia in various stages of erection. It’s like some sort of meaty sausage tornado in there!
Meeting people on line for sex used to be so difficult. I don’t miss those days. When you’re dating women, they have all these rules. (Don’t be pushy, don’t be rude, don’t be married, etc). Not so for men! For most of them, it’s like they don’t even care that I’m a thinking, feeling human being with my own dreams and desires. They just want to use me for sex. How cool is THAT?!?!
Things have definitely changed. I’ve already got three dates lined up and that’s just for tonight. Cheri is not happy that I won’t be spending time with her tonight, but hanging out with her is not so much fun lately. All she seems to do these days is sit in the corner of the bedroom with her Jack Daniels rocking herself and muttering about the choices she’s made. Sometimes I’ll try to cheer her up by saying things like, “Baby, I still love you. I would just love you more if you had a penis.” Or sometimes I’ll tickle her chin and say, “Whoooo’s my little beard? WHOOOO’s my little beard?” But usually, nothing seems to work so I’ll just say toodles to THAT wake, you know what I mean?
I hope my dates buy tonight because I’m still running low on fundage. I miss the extra income from the National Guard, but the last time I was there, I went gaily forward and told my commander that I don’t believe I should have to “not tell” for him, The Man, or anyone. Then I snapped my fingers 2X and gave him the now patented Package head snap/huff. Technically, I haven’t been discharged yet, pending the psychological eval, but it’s looking like a dead certainty. It’s just as well, because BDU’s are NOT flattering to my complexion and sage green was sooo last season.
But that just frees up a lot more of my time for gay sex ‒ something I’ll never say “no” to.
So fellas, if you’re not having much luck with the ladies, why don’t you slip on those rainbow colored glasses and see the world from a different perspective? Just step on out of the closet and stare in to the sunlight of a thousand screaming hard-ons. We’re here, we’re queer, and, if you hurry, I’ve got some free time between 8:15 and 9:30 tonight.
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35813 posts 2/28/2009 3:46 pm |
Meaty sausage tornado!  =)
Welcome to MY world on A FF....
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3/1/2009 10:51 am
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I'm wondering if you gay guys ever have these kind of problems:
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Or does running the fuck just mean you decide who pitches and who catches?
Which are you, anyway, package, top or bottom? Or have you not gotten far enough along in your gaydom to figure that out?
BPBCheck out my blog Bi-Poly-Babe for more sensual, sexual pleasure! 
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864 posts 3/3/2009 5:12 pm |
I wish my inbox was a meaty sausage tornado...
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