Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
It was the half-nelson that did me in
I tend to watch football on a pretty regular basis during football season. I enjoy the game, I also enjoy watching men in tight football pants. While I'm watching them run up and down the field I can't help but to think about how at some point both before and after these proceedings there is a locker room and jockstraps and muscles and hair and nudity and sweat and showers and all of that testosterone fueled male bonding. Probably some towel snapping, some wrestling, talking about each others dicks and balls. Then of course there is the whole pre-season thing with the entire team getting a required complete physical examination from the team physician, oh to be a fly on the wall in that exam room, or to be the physician. It almost makes me wish I went to to medical school after all. These thoughts make me happy and make me realize how happy I am to be a man, they make me even happier to be a gay man. I find the nature of the males need to compete against one another and to determine a victor through domination (like that's not hot) to be as exciting as the uniforms they choose to wear when they have their competitions.
Take for example the wrestling singlet. It is probably the most exciting of the sports uniforms. I've always found the "wrestler" to be a huge turn on. There is just something very exciting and arousing about guys who want to strip down to what amounts to nothing more than their underwear and try to pin each other on a mat. I do have to say the wrestling singlet is much more intriguing than underwear though. My boyfriend and I own several wrestling singlets and sometimes when we have guests over we often bring up the subject of wrestling singlets in an attempt to see if the guest is as fascinated with wearing one as we are. You probably wouldn't be surprised to find how many want to put one on, even if it's someone you just met. The wrestling match is something I've studied intensively and can give an accurate analysis of.
The wresting match starts out like this, with the competitor in a position that indicates he is receptive to his challenger.
And then after some interaction domination occurs and victory is imminent (as is satisfaction, it would appear).
Usually after the match the competitors partially remove their singlets as this allows much needed oxygen to permeate the smooth muscled flesh. At times as you can see injuries obtained in battle need to be treated.
And at times the agony of defeat is too much for the competitor to handle and some comfort needs to be given. I think at some point all little bear cubs need to be held and comforted.
In the winter months where I live one of the local cable television stations broadcasts college wrestling on Saturday evenings. I happened to come across this on one particular Saturday night. Of course I was mesmerized and given the choice of Trading Spaces or college wrestling I was sticking with the wrestling. Not long afterwards my boyfriend came home and took one look at the television and said what are you watching? It didn't take long for him to get engaged in this as well. Somewhere around the 170 and 185 weight matches (this would be our weight class) the lube came out and our pants found their way around our ankles. What could be cooler than a Saturday night at home with your boyfriend laying back of the couch and stroking your dick. Given the situation it didn't take long for both of us to each shoot a nice big load on our stomachs.
Occasionally my boyfriend and I go to the beach and throw the football back and forth because that's what men do sometimes. I bought my boyfriend his first wrestling singlet and he bought me my first pair of football pants cause that's just the sort of relationship we have. At some point we will have our own wresling match. I can guarantee you I will lose beacause I'm not a good wrestler and besides you know how it goes, the loser has to submit and "give it up" to the winner.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
For every problem there is a solution
As I've stated before my boyfriend and I presently live together in a condo and sometimes there are consequences to confining so much testosterone and masculinity to a place that perhaps may be to small to contain it. There are times when the male hormones start raging and it becomes really difficult to control your actions. This phenomena happens to me from time to time and when it does this little bear usually finds himself in a heap of trouble. Although this is a problem my boyfriend and I are both problem solvers and we've come up with a way to deal with the situation.
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Labels: Bear Cub, Daddy Bear, Spanking
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Start with a #2 then move to a #1
In spite of the fact that I have a thick head of hair I like to keep it trimmed real short. Buzzed off with clippers for the most part. I do it myself with my own clippers because it just saves me a lot of valuable time. I would love to discuss my ideas and theories surrounding haircuts but this isn't the place. What I want to discuss is that today, my boyfriend got his hair cut.
This isn't a picture of my boyfriend but I think it is a pretty accurate representation of him with his new haircut. He's pretty masculine, buff, a little hairy and has just enough of that hard-ass rough thing going on. And as far as the part I didn't show here, well that's only for me, but I can tell you one thing. Although I know it isn't true and there is no evidence to back it up, I think that the aggressive, take charge nature of a man is directly proportionate to the size of his testicles and penis. That being said, I can tell you my boyfriend is a pretty aggressive top.
Anyhow, both of us truly believe that you should not squander any opportunity afforded to you by a good haircut. The fact of the matter is, if you are going to do a Marines scene nothing adds to the authenticity more than some dog tags and a military buzz cut. And you know the scene I'm talking about, the one where the corporal gets caught breaking the rules and he's given the choice of a Court Martial and the end of his military career or all records of the infraction can be forgotten and erased from his record if he agrees to spend a couple of hours in the Brig submitting to the Drill Sargent. Obviously this corporal chooses option 2.
If you are unfamiliar, the story goes something like this; the corporal is told to strip and stand to be inspected by the Drill Sargent. After a physical inspection the Drill Sargent gets in the corporals face and berates him and orders him to his knees. The Drill Sargent instructs the corporal to undo his fatigues and to take him in his mouth. The corporal is reminded that a less than satisfactory performance and any discomfort to the Drill Sargent will result in several strokes of the Drill Sargent's black leather garrison belt being applied to the corporals naked buttocks. The corporal desperately tries, but cannot avoid scraping his teeth on the Drill Sargent's massively engorged member.
My boyfriend and I have been together for quite a while and we are aware of each others health status. Our relationship is monogamous so we are not encumbered by all those things that come with open relationships. Although sometimes we might use condoms in an anonymous sex scene, like I'm in a room in a bath house on my stomach with the door opened, it's not a necessity for us to always use condoms and this permits some sexual freedoms.
For example the Drill Sargent has the corporal on all fours and is behind him rubbing himself between the corporal's, now crimson, buttocks like a wild stallion. The Drill Sargent barks "Are you ready to take me boy" the corporal replies "I don't know if I can sir, please sir, don't take me raw". His pleas are futile though and the drill Sargent says "you just stay there boy and you take what your given". All the time, of course, the corporal was secretly wishing the Drill Sargent would have taken him raw 20 minutes ago.
Have you ever heard the sound of dog tags swinging freely around a man's neck, the rhythmic metalic nature of it? The sound is different for every man because the timbre will change based on the amount of chain touching flesh and that will change based on the musculature of the neck. Add to that some deep, gasping breaths and the primal, guttural grunting that is produced from infliction of a certain amount of pain, the pain which soon evolves into an ultimate and inevitable pleasure. If you know this, then I guess you know the value of a good haircut.
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Friday, May 18, 2007
Lube and Cheez-Its
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Thursday, May 17, 2007
It's a black & white world and clothes make the man!
Even though I wouldn't trade being gay for anythng in the world, sometimes I feel like such a tool when I get caught up in "all things gay". Take for example my reaction when I saw this in one of my periodicals.
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Labels: fetish, online retailers, underwear
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Hold your water young man!!!
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Labels: fetish, Water Sports