tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79153311610780199722023-11-16T07:09:57.834-05:00Going forwardThis blog is addressed to everyone: gays, bisexuals, straight who know some gays or bisexuals and to people who are simply curious about it. This blog is about my gay experience, but if you want some more insights, you can take a look at my blog list. They're made by gays and bisexuals of all natures. Some of them have helped me understand what it is to be gay and to accept myself before creating this blog. The others have been added afterwards, because I keep finding great blogs!JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.comBlogger151125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-18804356208940907222013-12-31T12:40:00.001-05:002013-12-31T12:40:07.992-05:00A year endingWith the year ending, I cannot help but reflect on all the things that I lived, experimented this year. Even without it being the New Year's Eve, I was actually already trying to figure out a few things and am challenging some other things.<div>
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I guess the hardest thing for me this year, is to deal with other guys. So far in my life, like you coulkd have read in my earlier entries, almost all that was happening to me depended on me, on my own decisions. This certainly couldn't continue the same way while trying to meet guys and find a boyfriend. Obviously, I now have to deal with other people's decisions, emotions and behaviors (all of which often baffle me). And I suppose that it's just the beginning, because I have yet to be in a true relationship (I split up with Marky... more details to come).</div>
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Apart from that, I have lived many new things: started profiles on dating sites, set my first date up, had my first date, my first kisses, I saw another man naked, I touched another guy, I had my first attempt at sex (which went wrong!!) , my first health fears, my first breakup, my first time that I really clicked with a guy, the first time that it backfired, the first time another guy slept with me in my bed and some other sexual firsts.</div>
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I had my first heartbreak ( with SL), even if I can't say that I was in love with him. I had my first kisses in public, my first realization that I was still thinking about another guy (SL) when I was dating another guy... which led to me breaking up with that latter guy.</div>
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I have also had the most bizarre relationship with J. After my 2 first dates with him, I thought we were meant for each other and I was on cloud 9. However, things slowly changed and his interest in me was suddenly gone, without me knowing why. Followed days and weeks of confusion. He stopped talking to me for a while, then he finally accepted to talk to me again. From there on, we went to being friends, to potential lovers again, to friends, to sleep buddies, to friends (I actually had my trip to Mexico with him).... It is really a friendship that is not easy, because I have a feeling of unfinished business with him and I have to admit that there has been no day since I've known him that I haven't thought about him. Yet, I don't even think that I could be happy with him. But my heart can't forget him. There are days where all is fine when I see him as a friend, but some other days, my heart still beats differently for him.</div>
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Some might say that it is an unhealthy relationship. And I may agree. In addition, he represents a few things that I don't like about the ''gay world''. But we are still friends. Even if he exasparates me sometimes, I see it as a learning experience. He challenges my beliefs and my attitude regularly and I do think that it is a good thing, even if I'm hurt at times.</div>
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I went to my first gay bars, my first strippers club (males and female haha). I saw my first drag queen shows. I went dancing for the first time with another guy. I had more new sexual experinces and I finally had sex without drama.</div>
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I also felt new things, beautiful or bad. I felt things that I didn't even know I could feel and others that I didn't even know existed.</div>
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It was quite a year, yes if I look at this huge list. However, I still seek for more obviously. I feel like I'm really ready for a true loving relationship and that has not come in 2013. It's obviously something I wish I will get in 2014.</div>
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I also wish to continue to open myself more, but to still respect my values. I want to continue to challenge myself and to be challenged. If there is one thing that I do not want, it is the status quo. That's why I need to open up and challenge myself. If I don't do that, I won't feel alive. It's something that I've come to realize lately. Hopefully I will feel very alive in 2014.</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-45966553783150292642013-11-30T14:18:00.000-05:002013-11-30T14:23:07.710-05:00Sweet kissesI finally met a guy I love to kiss!!<br />
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I remember when I was kissing Flyman, that I didn't really feel anything. I do think that he was a poor kisser though. Then, in a yet untold story that happened with MC, I had kissed a lot with him and he liked my kissing a lot, but I didn't quite enjoy it. On a side note, I had my first PDA with that guy. We had kissed in my driveway ( so maybe a few neighbours saw us) and then we had spent a day together at a public event and we had kissed in front of many people. But, I didn't "feel it", right?<br />
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I was left with the impression that kissing was not my thing.<br />
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Either I changed over time, or I met a guy that was "compatible" with me, kissing-wise.<br />
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Let's talk a bit about Marky :)<br />
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He is, to date, only the second guy I have kissed on a first date, and the first that I was not reluctant to do so. ( the first one was J and he had worked hard to have that kiss from me hahaha!).<br />
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We had spent the afternoon together on our first date and we had decided to extend the date by having dinner, then go see a movie, then go have a beer! That's quite an extension! On a side note, he had put his hand on my thigh during the movie and while I was driving him home after the beer and he had me excited! So the end of the date was imminent, I was parked and he was about to leave. Since I wanted to show him that I had liked him, I gently tapped his thigh. Nothing more was needed and he leaned towards me and kissed me. I didn't even think of avoiding it ( like I had done a few times with the previous guy I had dated, and that I never felt like kissing him) and I let him. It was really a small kiss, didn't last more than a second I guess, but I liked it.<br />
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On our second, I actually had him over for dinner. We then " french kissed" for the first time and I really enjoyed it (finally!!). He even told me that I was a really good kisser. I was shocked,since I know how unexperienced I am, so I said: " Are you sure of that statement?" I know, that's a really unsexy thing to ask hahahaha. And he said it was true,that he loved how gentle I was. Well, I will take evrything that comes by !!<br />
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During the following dates, we continued kissing and it is an activity that got me more excited every time. Last weekend, a funny happenning occured,when we were kissing in the kitchen and that had gotten us really excited and we were wearing some quite tight pants. When we stopped kissing to go to the living room and watch a movie, marky said that it really showed how he was excited. I looked at my own pants and said that it was the same for me!!<br />
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So, really, it is an activity that I do enjoy and that brings "feelings down there" ;)<br />
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It is also a great addition when comes some more "naughty time" but that shall be the object of a future post!!<br />
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Finally, I had more PDA with Marky! We actually kissed while waiting for a train in the subway station and we were surrounded by many strangers. But it felt so good!! I was not even shy to do it!!<br />
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<br />JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-27806665834744076812013-11-13T22:44:00.002-05:002013-11-13T22:44:29.832-05:00Officially growing a beardIt's been 10 days since the last time I shaved. I usually shave every 5-6 days (my beard is really not strong!)<br />
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My unshaving started because I was away on vacation in Mexico (lucky me!). I shaved the day before I left and didn't bring my shaving stuff in my luggage. Once back home, I decided I could see what I look like if I keep growing it! And the timing is perfect since it is Movember. I would say that it is not as bad as I expected! I was back to work today and I got 4 comments: 2 semi- negative and 2 positive!<br />
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Apart from that... stuff has been happening, but I've been way too lazy with blogging :(. I hope I can renew strongly with it soon. I miss exchanging with you guys...<br />
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This morning, I happened (!) to see myself naked in the mirror and I thought I was quite sexy :). It made my day haha. Later in the day, I remembered that question from my friend and I had my answer: YES!! I would definitely have sex with a guy like me :) I like my hairy torso, my little belly, my bum and my general shape ( not to mention my private parts which I won't describe haha)</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-30713014707131259352013-10-14T10:53:00.001-04:002013-10-14T10:53:13.461-04:00That was exciting!!It finally happened!! I went in a gay bar with my brother!! If you remember, a few months ago, I had written that I didn't know with whom to go in a gay bar for the first time. destiny had me go for the first time during my trip in San Diego, then with some of the guys I dated. <br />
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But I still wanted a bonding moment with my brother.<br />
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After my first visit to a stripper bar, I got this idea that me and my brother could go together in a gay stripper and also in a straight stripper bar (with lady strippers lol). You wouldn't be surprised to learn that I had never seen lady strippers. <br />
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2 sundays ago, I finally asked my brother if he wanted to take part in that special brother's night out and he said yes. I was so happy and excited and pumped!! I couldn't wait to do it. we had talked about the next friday or saturday, depending on his work schedule. I have to say that this night out was what made me the happier during last week. i couldn't help smiling and laughing thinking of it.<br />
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Came last Friday, and my brother told me it was best to go that night and it was perfect dor me cause I didn't want to wait another day lol. <br />
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So he came at my place and i drove us to Montreal. It was a nice ride, we got to talk Bout some of the issues i have, trying to find a good guy to love. He reassured me saying he sees some similar stuff in the straight world ( he actually isn't single, but he still hears and sees stuff happening!). It was definitely nice to be able to share these things so effortlessly and honestly with him.<br />
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Once we arrived in Montreal, he asked me if we were actually going to go in the gay village. I said yes, cause why wouldn't the gay stripper club not be in the gay village!! He diffenitely had a few funny questions like : is there a door that says you enter in the gay village, or do you have to be gay to live there. it was so funny!! I explained him that it was just a gathering of gay places and that it is not because there is a McDonald in it that everyone working there is gay. also I him that you don't have to prove anything to anyone to live there hahahaha.<br />
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So we walked in the village for a bit and my brother could see that there's really nothing scary to see there for a staright guy lol. The plan was actually to find the lady stripper bar first so we found one, but outside the village. We entered there, ordered a beer and watch the show lol. There were also some strippers walking by us and offering to talk or even being more direct like " Hey guys, does one of you want to come with me in my. office?!". i was so laughing at that one!! I'm sure she does lots of serious business in her "office". My brother was bothered by these girls cause he is really shy and he doesn't like to be bothered when he is sitting, drinking chatting and watching the show. anyways, i got to see my first lady strippers. It was ok, I didn't vomit or anything haha! I'm not one to hate seeing naked girls, like other gay guys could be.<br />
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After having finished our beer, we got out and went to the gay stripper club YAY!!!!! My brother didn't seem any scared or uneased to go there so I was really proud of him. We entered and took seats in the middle of the "seating area" lol. In retrospect, it was a bad choice, cause the strippers didn't come see us to offer their services. It would have been so funny to see my brother being flirted by one of them. <br />
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We ordered a beer and watched the show haha!! One thing I've noticed from my very few stripper clubs visits, is that guy strippers seem to have more fun on the stage than lady strippers. i told that to my brother and he agreed. My brother was actually surprised to see that the strippers were hard on the stage. I did enjoy the show :) but my brother said he had no particular feeling hahaha. I think we ended up being there longer than the other bar, so that was good for me haha. <br />
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After having finished our beer, we got out and even if it was not that late, we decided to go back home, because he has to get up early since he works on the farm. But first i still wanted to enter a club i had been a few times, but i couldn't find it!! So we simply went back to the car and i drove us back. When he left my place to go back to his, I thanked him for that nice night and that I was really happy we did it.<br />
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The first 2 were in the same morning last thursday.... between 5am and 8 am! <br />
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In the first one, I was with the "infamous" J. So it was actually the first dream I had with a gay guy I know and as a matter of fact that I have dated and had feelings for. the only thing I remember from that dream is that we were 69ing in a position that is clearly impossible in real life. Dreams hahah!!!<br />
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In the second one, i was on bed with another unknown guy. He was naked and was showing me his butt. The dream was too short, so the only thing that happened is that I was playing with his "rear parts" ( trying not to be too vulgar here!!)<br />
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I was already amazed to have had these 2 dreams in the same morning! The next morning, i had another one! In that dream, i was in a bar with a guy I've been chatting with this week. he didn't look like the guy at all but it was him nonethelesse!! He was all over me.... pulling his pants down and showing me his hardware and sitting on me. I was a bit embarassed in the dream and I was trying to escape him haha... even if I was excited by him.<br />
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<br />JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-45627478718550826112013-09-24T11:55:00.000-04:002013-09-24T11:55:00.115-04:00Weekend adventures - part 3Last Tuesday : Ok I know it's not the weekend but nonetheles.... I had invited J over or dessert. He actually never came at my place even if I went at his place numerous times. At around 4PM when I was still at work, he called me saying we could go see a drag show that evening. ( we have been talking about doing this for a few weeks but it never worked out). And... it didn't work out this that time neither.... he told me he was sick...<br />
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Friday: I had another date with Johnny. During the week, he had told me that sometimes he thinks he talks too much, but I said it was ok for me because I know I'm not a huge talker. Knowing that, I thought that maybe he had held back from talking more and that maybe my interest in him could come back. I went at his place after dinner. We talked some and we watched a movie, cuddling on the couch again. But as we were watching the movie, I knew the interest wouldn't come. After the movie he asked if I could massage his back, because it hus him a lot. I accepted and we went on his bed to do so. After the massage, I layed beside him and we just stayed there cuddling for a while. it was getting quite late and I think he would have wanted me to stay there for he night. But i just couldn't. I said that I was leaving and he let me go. We hugged again and this time he didn't try to kiss me. On my drive back home, it was clear that I needed to let him know that i don't see him as more than a friend.<br />
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Saturday: J called me in the afternoon. He wanted to have dinner and watch movies during the evening. I said Ok. We had a good time together going to the restaurant, at the restaurant, then coming back to his place. Came movie time and he told me to go on a different couch then the one he was on. As I try to stay cool and careful with everything that happens between us, I did as he asked. After the movies, he said he was going to bed and this time he didn't invite me to stay, which saddened me a bit because I would have taken a bit of human warmth.<br />
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Sunday morning: I called Johnny. I told him that I dn't see him as more than a friend and that I still think he was great qualities. He said it was OK and that he saw it coming a bit ( it's true that I have been a tad cold with him). On his side, he told me that since I don't talk a lot, he didn't know if he could have interest in me yet, but was willing to be patient to learn more from me. 10 minutes after the call, he texted me that even if it's ok, the situation hurts him a bit. I texted him back that I'm really sorry.<br />
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So I'm back at square 1 and I'm definitely not happy about it. I'm hating the dating sites more and more every day and I just want the day where I won't need to look for my man to arrive.<br />
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<br />JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-85587709596646479072013-09-23T11:29:00.000-04:002013-09-23T11:29:00.476-04:00Weekend adventures - part 22 weekends ago<br />
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Friday: nothing happened and it was quite depressing... following my 4 consecutive nights of the previous weekend!<br />
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Saturday: I had been chatting with a guy for a few days and we agreed to meet up. This guy, Johnny, likes to dance. I told him it was not really my thing, but we agreed that we would go for a drink and then we would see. This guy is from Montreal, so we met at a subway station in the gay village ( I'm beginning to go there often lol) When I saw him, it was the first time that I had a date with someone who "looks gay" . So I was curious! We went for a walk first and we chatted about dating and relationship stuff. He said a lot of things that resonated with me. I think he has good values and so it was a good start. I didn't care how he was dressed anymore! We then went in a bar and had a beer. Following that I agreed to go dancing! It was actually really nice. I had never danced in the company of only one person so I liked that much more than with many people I know, or worst, many people that I don't know! Johnny loves to dance!! He was really good at it and very energetic!! I thought he was real cute and I was happy to be with him and dancing! Leaving the bar, it was a bit cold outside so we walked side by side so I could heat him up since I had a vest and he didn't. We chatted some more and I drove him back to his place. He was funny as he was groping my arm ( which is absolutely not imoressive!!) We may have hugged as he got out but nothing more. On my way back home, I thought that I would definitely want to go out again with him.<br />
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Friday: Johnny and I had continued texting during the week and I had called him once too. We had set a date for friday. We went dinner in an indian restaurant. It was really good, it was the first time for me. After that, we went to the same bar as the first date. It was still early, so we couldn't dance yet. At 11, there was a drag queen show so I saw my first drag queen show!! It was interesting! Of course, some were bad, but one was particularly funny and I really liked her. At one point I suggested to Johnny that we could go ance and he agreed. We did and it was fun again.We didn't staty that long cause he had to work early next morning, so I drove him to his place again and this time we did hug for sure.<br />
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Saturday: I had a family dinner so I didn't schedule anything. My brother, who is aware of all my new "activities" warned me to be sure not to set a date a week prior to that lol. Since I had forgotten about that dinner, it's a good thing he told me !!!<br />
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Sunday: I spent the afternoon with Johnny at various places in Montreal. We went for a walk in a park and it kinda appeared clear suddenly that I didn't have that much interest in him. Yeah I know... quite a bummer!! I'm beginning to know what are the signs that I'm not interested in a guy and they began to come out during that walk. Ater the walk, he prepared dinner for us and it was quite good!! After that we watched a movie together, cuddling on the couch. He is a very delicate and respectful guy and I liked a lot how he acted with me. But in my heart, I knew that the inevitable was coming .... As I was leaving, he tried to kiss me but I was really reluctant. I told him that I am a very shy kisser in the beginnings ( which is true) and he said it was ok. Ater I left, it was not that late so I decided to do a quick visit to J. I stayed for maybe 10 minutes and it was good seeing him again ( even if I'm troubled by him and me not being together).<br />
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Thursday: I had a date with a guy. We were supposed to have a beer in a bar, but instead we went to the ice cream shop. After that, we went for a walk. That guy didn't really interest me. The next day I tell him that I'm not interest in pursuing. He asks why did you tell me that we would see each other again? I replied that I was not sure yet so I prefered to not close the door too fast. He seemed pissed at me, but I really don't think I was a jerk. I kept the door open for more thinking and the next day I told him the truth.... I don't think I led him in false hopes.<br />
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Friday: I was chatting with a guy I went out once during the summer, we had gone rollerblading together then had dinner. So I was chatting again with this guy and we decided that we would go out in Montreal. So I was about to go to my first gay bar in Montreal haha. I had already gone to a few in San Diego and only to one lesbian bar in Montreal ( did I ever write about it??) So anyways we met in a parking lot and he drove us there. So we went in a stripper bar hahaha. It was nice. Some were good ( one was particularly hot) and some were bad in my opinion. We then went to another stripper bar! This guy usually goes dancing, but since I had told him I didn't really like to dance we simply stayed in that bar. All in all we had a good time, shared a few laughs. We talked more on the ride to and from, since it was about 45 minutes. He is a nice guy and sexy also, but he is not the most talkative and I am not neither, so it was not a whirlwind of words!! I've had a few signs that he may be interested in me... but I'm just too slow to notice them as they happen and also I'm really to shy ( I have to change that!!!) to do a few moves :(.<br />
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Saturday: I met this nice but young (21) guy. We went dinner then to the movies. When we were chatting before our date, it was a bit awkward at times as he asked me questions such as: will we get closer during the movie? will I be able to kiss you? do you confirm we really are going out together tonight?<br />
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I let these things aside and still went. The guy was nice, but I really didn't feel anything special for him. Once at the theater, one of his cousins arrived with her boyfriend and they sat beside us!!!! LOL I can't believe how stupid they are. I didn't really care, but my date was probably so mad!!<br />
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The next days he wrote me if we would meet again and I said yes, since I was not ready to close the door on him. But then time passed and I have not contacted him again so I feel bad about this one. It was really not my intention to be that cheap :(<br />
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Sunday: I met up with J again. I don't really remember what we did on that particular "meeting" ( not sure I can call it a date). But, in the evening, we were watching tv and got slightly close. When bed time came he asked me to sleep in bed with him. I agreed and we simply slept cuddling together. Once, he put his hand on my thigh sidde, at butt height! I got aroused and it lasted at least 10 minutes. He was ot moving his hand or nothing and he surely didnt realize what was going on. But, talking to one of my chat room friends about that, he made me realize that if it lasted that long, it's because I have something not just physical for him. The next morning, we watched tv in bed and then I left. I was honestly not hoping for anything following that... I took it as a nice time sleeping cuddling.<br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In another scene, we could have a flashback of you being shocked by learning that your ex boyfriend has found a new boyfriend and that he is totally in love with him. Then back to the present, we could see me shocked, pushing the phone away from my ears when you tell me how much you still love him. Yes, it does affect me, even if I know that you don't want me. Why are you so stupid not to realize that it hurts me? Why am I so stupid to still care about you? Everyone tells me I should forget you and move on. Yet, I don't.</span></div>
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I have kept in touch with J these last 2 weeks ( following my not sending the letter). We even met last Sunday. I joined him in the evening and we went out for a bit before going back to his place. I had no expectations at all. Correction: I hoped to get a bit closer to him, but kinda NSA. I didn't really want to have sex with him but I would have been happy to at least spend the night cuddling with him. However I didn't want to start to have feelings for him, because I don't think he has any for me.</div>
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We were on the couch, I was watching tv and he was doing stuff on his laptop. We were slowly getting closer. When he said he was going to bed he invited me and I accepted. We got into bed and prepared to sleep. We cuddled and spooned at various moments of the night and following morning. it felt good. </div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-60071936398690055532013-09-07T08:21:00.000-04:002013-09-07T08:21:06.375-04:00My lil big gay bro at the rescueI ended up not sending my letter to J. After writing it and posting it here, I decided to wait a bit. Then I got the chance to talk to my lil big gay bro for the first time in a long while and he made me realize a few things. I do not wish to share the content of our discussion at the moment, I don't know if I ever will. But in the end, I would say that he made me realize a few things and I felt so much better. I had a huge smile and I was so happy to have talked to him. Sending the letter had become useless so I didn't send it.JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-59579658827170209822013-08-26T22:49:00.001-04:002013-08-26T22:49:20.164-04:00That was one of my existential crisisFirst, thanks for all the great comments on yesterday's post!<br />
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Before going any further, I would like to mention that I wrote that letter right in the middle of an existential crisis. I do them at times haha. You can tell how existential it was by the number of tags I put on it. It covered a lot of aspects in my life , so no wonder it felt very intense.<br />
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Once again, writing stuff down helps me deal with some of my issues. And of course I'm just very happy from the feedback I received. <br />
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And thanks to remind me that I put too much pressure on myself and to remind me that I'm a great guy heheheh... But I did remember that guys who only seek sex are not what I want, maybe that was a bit misunderstood but anyways ;)<br />
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The crisis has ended yesterday around noon. I'll explain how hopefully soon!!<br />
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<br />JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-35338727253325002142013-08-25T12:24:00.001-04:002013-08-25T12:24:45.262-04:00Feeling lost, trapped.<br />
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Here is a translation of a letter I wrote to J, a guy I met at the end of June. We've been on and off on various levels from friend to potential lovers. I suppose someday I will tell you guys everything about him. But in this letter you will still be able to have a an inside look at what has been going between us.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Where to begin? I feel lost.I don't know which path to choose anymore.I have the feeling to be in a dead-end.I feel like my lack of sexual experience is a handicapand that plays a lot on my confidence and my ease with guys.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I've never wanted hookups with random guys.And this is not oing to change.I've always wanted some sort of connexionwold be established before starting to do more sexual stuff. As I think I have already told you, there are 4 guys with whom I have passed that step.You're the one with whom it happened the fastest. It was on our second date. But you know, I was not really at ease because it was a bit too fast for me. I'm pretty sure you thought I was lousy, so that's the reason. I was not ready to do more than what I did. ( This being said, this letter is not meant to be an analysis of our relationship, just use references you know about to explain you ).</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">With the 4 guys I made that step however, you are the one with whom I went the less far. With the others, it was more around the 3rd or 4th date. I know it's not a much longer wait, but it seems like I'm like that. And it was also more progressive. During these 3rd or 4th dates, we didn't end up naked. It happened on the following date. With you I ended up naked on that second date and even if I still felt good, was not comfortable enough to do more than what I did.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And now here is where things start going bad for me. You see, if it is with you or with any other guy I coold possibly meet in the future, I'm sure that I lose lots of points for being that slow and uncomfortable. I wouldn't be surprise that it is a reason why S is seemingly not interested in me anymore after our first date. I had told him before our date that I was not at ease speaking about sex because I had not a lot of experience. During our date, I told him I had never had a boyfriend. I think that it may be an accumulation of "odd" things that made him step back from me.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">So you may understand thatmy self confidence is not very high. I have the feeling that when i will be with another guy ( the odds of which seem very low at the moment) and that we will try to go further sexually, I will be so lousy that he will let me go as well, without giving me the chance to get learn and to get better. I feel trapped.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">My friend A was yelling me that metimes he was thinking of doing it with a guy to have that first time below his belt and not worry about that anymore. can understand, but as I wrote in the beginning, I don't want random sex, even if it would be to gain experience.But don't get me wrong. I'm not waiting for the man of my life neither. The only time I was ready to do it with a guy and that the condom broke, knew in the bottom of my heart that I would never love this guy.But I was feeling comfortable enough with him to do it.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">All this to say that I feel trapped. I need A to have B and I need B to have A. And I possess none of them.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">In addition to what I wrote above, also am very scared to get an STD, and that comes from even before the condom incident. You could witness it on our second date, it does add a lot to my incomfort.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Also, I have the feeling that I miss or don't understand a lot of signals.I will go again with an exemple with you. Last Saturday, when you were suddenly getting closer physically to me... I imagine that when you do this with other guys, you usually end up in bed with them. But I was so confused about your intentions and feelings that I didn't know what to do.It's not as if I didn't want us to go further... There again my lack of experience was holding me back. And I was afraid to do something inappropriate. That I would do something and that you would push me back.The fear of reject keeps me from doing things.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I think I covered everything. You must think I'm so pathetic.But what I wrote, that's me, what I am. With my weaknesses, my doubts, my fears.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Why do I feel the need to tell all this to someone and that this someone is you? I ignore it.But one thing is sure, it's that it reflects my need to be true and honest and to hide nothing. I feel that need a lot since I have come out. But often, that huge load of authenticity scares people away, I experience it at times ( I experience it with you even). I hope that you will still appreciate me after all. I really do hope so.</span><br />
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-25863100663061963382013-08-17T14:22:00.001-04:002013-08-17T14:22:31.853-04:00Rites of passageDuring my visit in San Diego, I visited the Museum of Man. ( more anthropologic than anatomic lol). One of the exhibits was about rites of passage in different cultures.<br />
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In my opinion, the rites of passage in many cultures were much more important and valuable than those in the occidental world. Let's just think of the young australian aborigenes who go in the outback of the country for more than a week if I remember well to become a man. In another culture, boys become men once they have achieved to run naked on top of a row of bulls 4 times. In another, boys are brought outside the village and are thought by other men the rules of their society, how to hung and they are also teached about sex.<br />
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Compared to what we have in the occidental world ( sweet 16, prom, drivers license -- all rites outlined in the exhibit), I realize that we have lost something along the way. Our rites of passage have multiplied, while their real impact on a boy or a girl is not as lasting.<br />
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Somehow I feel like I've missed an important rite of passage in my life. While in the museum, I unvolutarily had tears to my eyes, as I think that it must be something very fulfilling to achieve these rites in these societies.<br />
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However, there was one particular rite of passage that cought my attention: the coming-out. I was surprised to realize that I had not seen my coming-out(s) as a rite of passage. However, it definitely was, in retrospect. And I think that I totally saw it as a rite of passage, since I needed to do this difficult step, prior to try to become what I want to be. I needed to achieve my rite of passage before even considering being with another man. In other words, I needed to do it to become a man.<br />
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In a way, I feel glad to be gay to have lived this rite of passage, because straight people don't have to do it before becoming a man or a woman. Somehow, I feel like I have proven better who I am and that I belong here and that I deserve what I want.<br />
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I just finished 2 weeks of vacation. During a first week marked by upsets, I decided that I needed to fly away and luckily, I have a friend in San Diego who could host me for my second week. So on the first wednesday of my vacation, I purchased plane tickets for San Diego from Saturday to the next saturday.</div>
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I arrived in San Diego at almost midnight on saturday night, and I had been travelling for about 12 hours already so I was really empty . My friend ( who is also gay) wanted to go out to see the strippers in a bar, but I really needed to go relax and sleep.</div>
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The next night though, we went to 2 bars (for those who know the bars there: Flicks and Rich's). It was not a very busy night. We didn't stay long in any of the bars. My friend couldn't find any of his friends but it was ok for me, it was my first official visit in a gay bar !!</div>
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It was really cool to see guys being together and being comfortable for being who they are and loving what they love. I did see a very hot guy with a purple baseball hat ( did I ever mention I have a thing for baseball hats?!? hahaha)</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-3846064064506159602013-08-07T11:55:00.001-04:002013-08-07T11:55:05.708-04:00My deepest fear<div style="text-align: justify;">
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About 10 days ago, I received the results of the HIV test done 4 months after my possible infection. The result was negative, as expected, but I was still a little tiny bit nervous.</div>
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It means that that chapter of my life has officially ended. Of course the last months were not hard on me regarding that specific issue. But I am still glad it is over.</div>
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Some of you may remember, but when I was starting my medication to prevent the possible infection to grow ( and to actually kill it), I talked about all this with my boss. There is one aspect of the discussion we had that I didn't mention when I did my original post.</div>
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My boss told me that When I was thinking about HIV, all I could see was death. I kinda acknowledged that, but it is not what I was seeing at all. I didn't tell him what i was really seeing, probably because I was not sure how to express my thiughts, but also because I didn't need him ( and still don't) to know what I see.</div>
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When I thought I could have got HIV, the most shattering thing I would see was isolation, reject and loneliness.</div>
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I find it already dificult to find someone to build a relationship with. I just don't know how I could do it if I was HIV+. I know there are some support groups and various things.... but still. Also, I didn't see myself revealing the news to the people around me. That would have been too tough. I wouldn't want them to pity me. And I wouldn't want them to suffer ( especially my mom ) for that. So what would that mean: that barely a few months after I had revealed my biggest secret in the hope to be free and happy, I would have to hide a much more " shameful" secret. I know that it would have been an accident if I had got it, but .... being HIV+ is not something you can be proud of, is it? </div>
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I thought that I would have been so pathetic. A 30 yo guy who finally ends up in bed with someone after a lot of introspecion on what he wants his life to be, that the first time he does it, he gets infected and that it destroys all his hopes for the future. </div>
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PS. this is my own actual view on the subject. If you are HIV+, I hope that I didn't offend you. Fear is very powerful when facing the unknown. I do hope that some HIV+ persons manage to have a happy life and don't feel the isolation I so feared and still fear.</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-84376061837867275452013-08-02T16:31:00.000-04:002013-08-02T16:31:16.896-04:00My first obvious request to be someone's fuckbuddyHim: Hi<br />
Me: Hi<br />
Him: You have a day off?<br />
Me: I' on vacation<br />
Him: Same here<br />
Him: What are you looking for?<br />
Me: A boyfriend, you?<br />
Him: a good friend<br />
Me: What do you mean? are you straight or gay?<br />
Him: more straight<br />
Me: ok<br />
Him: Do you want to have fun?<br />
Me: the famous parables!! Are you looking for a fuckbuddy<br />
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Me: Sorry , that's not what I'm looking forJFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-38901332063306148192013-08-01T11:16:00.000-04:002013-08-01T11:16:04.707-04:00A lonely man's thoughts<div style="text-align: justify;">
Why am I so insecure? I used to be independant. Now I feel so dependant. I don't recognize myself anymore. I'm so pathetic. I scare my friends away. I'm so lonely. I'm an alien. I don't understand how other people act. Why doesn't anyone try to understand me? I'm not crazy. I'm so lonely. I'm not crazy I just need people to answer to my calls or text messages. It would just be politeness or respect. Where has respect gone? Why does everyone make plans with others but they can't with me? I'm going nuts. I feel so alone. I'm not like that usually. I wish I could trust people but they do everything so that I won't. The only person who never let me down is my mom. I wish I could have other persons I know will never let me down. I cry so much these days. I just want to be with someone. Why can't I be happy? Everytime I have the slightest hope, I have a huge payback. Am I bipolar? I wish I was not like this. I'm an alien. I don't have really high expectations but people keep not achieving them. I can't be alone anymore. I just can't take it anymore. I need to connect with someone I'm speechless. I'm clueless. I try and I try amd I try the people say I do too much. but when I do nothing, nothing happens. I always end up alone. I can't stand being alone anymore. I've been alone for so long.... but now I can't. I just want to have someone to trust and love and that he does feel the same about me. I don't think I'm asking for too much :(</div>
JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-7210290114700937722013-07-29T09:37:00.000-04:002013-07-29T09:37:08.006-04:00DemonsWe all have our demons. Some of bigger than others. Some have too many to be happy.<br />
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One of the guys that I met and that I have yet to blog about.... he told me this Saturday that he found life to be really hard. He told me all that was making him go nuts. He said that he would be much more at peace once dead. I was shocked and sad by what he said and I told him to not consider suicide. He said he was not serious about it but I am still scared. The next morning, I texted him:<br />
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Prior to that, in the afternoon, I learned that a brilliant young guy I know, only 18, commited suicide.</div>
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I am totally baffled and shocked by this news. By the fact that this guy took the lucid decision that the best thing to do for him was to end his life.</div>
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I'm an optimistic guy, even if I have some hard times... and hearing my friend talk about that on Saturday and learning about this other guy doing it..... I can't imagine what their state of mind can be.</div>
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This morning, after talking to a few other friends of this guy and also his brother who is totally shattered by his loss, I can't help thinking that it is such a selfish gesture. His brother is traumatized for life, his boyfriend will probably be too. His loving mother, his caring friends..... I chatted with one guy who said that he was his best friend. Everyone can't stop crying....</div>
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The worst part is that he had many people he could have talked to. He was not alone. Maybe he thought he was but he wasn't. So many people could have helped him.</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-14441232792001943922013-07-21T12:13:00.001-04:002013-07-21T12:13:31.637-04:00PassionI met a guy yesterday night and he asked what were my passions.<br />
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I was a bit baffled by his question, since I don't think I have any :(<br />
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I am interested in many things, but there is not one or two specific things that I could call a passion.<br />
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I felt a little bit "lifeless" after that.... should I have a passion? Am I less interesting if I don't have any passion?!?JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-35983162318968083112013-07-20T14:23:00.001-04:002013-07-20T14:23:26.833-04:00Confusion with mixed dating sitesAs you probably all know, there are mixed (straight and gay) dating sites as well as "specialized" (for lack of a better term!!)<br />
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When I create a profile on a mixed site, I specify that I am a man seeking for another man.<br />
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So how am I suggested to talk to girls or straight guys?? And to make thing worst, sometimes it is nit even written what the suggested person is looking for.... so I end up not knowing if the guy is straight or gay.... As if life was not already not complicated enough lol!!!<br />
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I don't know... is it because these straight girls have mistakenly identified as men and that these straight guys have mistakenky specified they were seeking for men?? Or is it the dating site that really sucks at "classifying" their "customers!?!?<br />
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Oh well..... have a great week end!!<br />
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PS sorry for the lack of entries... I've been lazy but I promise I'll catch up.<br />
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I spent yesterday evening with a couple of gays just a bit older than me who live like 5 minutes from me by bike ( I went at their place by bike). I met them this winter when I went at the "sugar shack" activity with the local LGBT group. One of the guys had found me on facebook and we were saying hi once in a while. The guy had been asking if I wanted to do somethin ( not sexually!!) with them and I had said sure.</div>
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Yesterday, during dinner, I saw that he was online on facebook and I thought I could ask them. I did and they said sure!! So I went there after dinner and we spent the evening chit chatting on their backyard deck. It lasted a bit more than 2 hours and it was a really nice evening. What I liked the most is how they just seem so normal hahahah. I had met a couple of gay guys back when I was with Flyman. But they were not people I would have liked to hang around with. They were way too superficial for me. </div>
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I'm happy to know these guys. One of them is more shy and less inclined to do sports, but the other one is more "social" and ge would like me to initiate him to alpine skiing next winter. Yay!! I haven't had a skiing buddy for a few years, so if he likes it I may have found pne!!</div>
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Today I'm going at an uncle's as he invited all the family to father in and around the pool, as it is so hot!!!</div>
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Hopefully many of my cousins will be there so we could play, laugh and have a good time all around!!!</div>
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JFhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00206384782342713984noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7915331161078019972.post-41078991231731565112013-07-03T08:49:00.001-04:002013-07-03T08:49:42.353-04:00Please give me feedback on thisGuys, girls, please fulfill my attention whoreness!!<br />
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Ok, what do you think is happenning if I get hard when I start talking on phone with a (my?) man, even if it is not a sexual discussion at all!?<br />
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I have an idea of what's happening, but I want your opinion... I can't really talk about that to anyone in "real life".<br />
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Thanks bro :)<br />
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