Anna Wintour is a Jedi Knight

The dream:

Last evening Anna Wintour took the stage to deliver some speech when a group of people stood up in the crowded ballroom. They yelled at her and threw things at her. With a scream of "You got blood on my couture bitches!!!", she whipped out her light saber and rampaged through the crowd killing everyone who had yelled or thrown something at her. Blood was flying everywhere and it was scary as hell. Suddenly Tom Ford was there kissing her while groping my boyfriend's ass. I woke up.

Would someone please, please, please tell me what the hell this means?!?! Did I drop some acid before bedtime last night or something? I'm certain there are those who wonder how I even know who Anna Wintour and Tom Ford are considering my own lack of displayed style. I don't lack style, I simply don't like to display my tastes unless it is worth my time to do so.

Oh, to those who know me IRL: lost my phone and haven't replaced it yet. Call me tomorrow.

Flickr Hunks- My Photos Part 2

I was hoping to get some more practice in surfing today, but it is a bit cool and I don't have a wetsuit yet. Anyway, here are a few more of my photos of the guys in and around FLL.

Flickr Hunks- My Photos

Feast your eyes on some of the studs I've photographed in and around Fort Lauderdale. Most of them I don't know, since I haven't got any trouble pointing and clicking. Well, more like hefting since my camera is far from small!

I've been kind of busy workin on PornForPatric.net to get out much with the camera, but hopefully next month I'll have more time.



Read his towel :-)

Japanese R&B Video - MTV-PG13

Yup, I'm still gay. I do have a couple lesbian friends who read my blog and this video is for them. Particulary on very naughty girl and her Japanese girlfriend :-) Funny that you can air a video like this in Japan, but not the US.

My heart makes me crazy

Delicious D and I have been spending alot of time together. Some of it sexual and alot of it just talking, gettin to know each other better. I really like him, but my twelve piece emotional baggage is getting in my way.

I'm in that place where I'm trying not to compare everything to my last relationship. I don't want to start comparing things and I don't want to start thinking "He said that, but when The Ex said it, he really meant XYZ". It is almost like I have two personalities and one is all "He's a sweet, caring, honest man. Have fun and be happy" while the other one is all "All men are pigs. You're going to get hurt. Run away."

I dunno what to do! This inner conflict is insane. I know I should just enjoy it all and see where it goes, but I'm having trouble shutting up that other side which I know is just really my fear of being in another relationship. Do they make a pill for that? :-)

I wanna be on a cover with him like this some day (if I can get over all my insecurities):

Flickr Hottie Bunton

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Originally uploaded by bunton.

This is Bunton an interesting fellow from Flickr.com. Bunton is a DJ and could be a model, since the boy is smokin' hot (no pun intended). Check his stuff out at: http://www.flickr.com/photos/bunton/

About last night

Life is so strange. Y'all might remember Delicious D. (big arms, nice butt, perfect dick and megawatt smile) from a couple months ago. Well, I've been spending alot of time with him lately. I dunno if this is going down the boyfriend path or not. I'm hoping, but I don't want to count my chickens before they're hatched.

He's the first guy I've met since my breakup last year that I could actually see myself dating. He's intelligent, thoughtful, honest and fun to be around. He doesn't have the usual attitude of the guys in Ft. Lauderdale. We've talked to each other about each other which is great.

Last night I went over to his house and it was just wonderful. We sat around for a bit and took a nice long walk together. We got in his bed (FULLY CLOTHED!) and spooned for a bit. We both fell asleep and woke up five hours later, still spooning. It was heaven! Not a damn thing beats waking up in the golden light of sunrise with someone you're totally into.

Unfortunately, when I got home, my dog had gone through the trash, dragged all the stuff to one end of the bed, ate it and then barfed on the other end of the bed. I guess steam cleaning my matress first thing in the morning is the price I had to pay for last night. C'est la vie.

BTW, if you're a certain muscled someone who just found out that smurfs are three apples high, your penance for reading this will be to go to PornForPatric and join whichever site is most expensive!

Amateur Hunk's Wet Underwear Video

If y'all haven't discovered AmateurHunk's blog, then y'all have been missin' out. Head on over this second to view his pics and his latest, hottest video to date.


http://amateurhunk.blogspot.com/

Bathroom Blowjob

Yeah, this reminds me of a certain birthday party in South Beach. Giving head to the most exquisite straight Italian boy while his girlfriend banged on the door. She had no clue what we were doing in there, she just needed to pee. When we came out, we said we had been sharing a joint. :-)

From the BBC show Sinchronicity (a darn good show):

Hugging A Stranger

We go out and try to meet strangers. We go out and fuck strangers. We talk to strangers. We curse at strangers. Why can't we hug strangers? Watch this video and then go to FreeHugs to find out more.

Weird wet dream

WTF?!?! I had a very disturbing dream. I was having great sex with a guy on a beach. We were rolling all over the place, fucking like bunnies. He was riding me like crazy, then suddenly, we're in my old apartment and he's bent over the corner of the bed getting it doggie style. I cum and he says "It's okay, I'm fixed". Then I see his face, realize who I'm fucking and wake up. I reach under the comforter and there's spooge all over the place.

Now, I'm thinking the "It's okay, I'm fixed" came from watching Boogie Nights a few days ago. The beach fucking because I was down there riding my bike yesterday morning and saw the guys cruising around. The corner of the bed thing was my favourite way to fuck The Ex (his back would arch and you could see all the muscles straining which turned me on).

As for the friend thing, I have no freakin idea. He's very attractive, but I'm not looking to fuck him. I guess on some subconscious level I'd like to, but I don't fuck my friends. Does this mean that deep down, I want to throw him down and get busy? Is he just part of the mental regurgitation that was going on while I slept? Argh!

My Grandmother is a wise woman

My Grandmother is a pot-smoking, hell-raising woman of 86. She and her "ExPats" have been known to frequent more than a few stripper bars, dropping their cashed in social-security cheques down the g-strings of men who are probably gay. I won't even get into their misguided (but loving) attempts to find me a man.

We were watching the news Sunday, when one of those 5-minute debates came up about Gay Marriage. Out of nowhere, she says to me, "Have you read Loving vs Virginia?". I'd heard of it, of course, but I'd never read the actual decision. She told me every gay man should read it, because it directly relates to our desire for marriage equality.

I'm not gonna post the entire thing here, but you can read this excerpt from Wikipedia:

"Marriage is one of the "basic civil rights of man," fundamental to our very existence and survival.... To deny this fundamental freedom on so unsupportable a basis as the racial classifications embodied in these statutes, classifications so directly subversive of the principle of equality at the heart of the Fourteenth Amendment, is surely to deprive all the State's citizens of liberty without due process of law. The Fourteenth Amendment requires that the freedom of choice to marry not be restricted by invidious racial discriminations. Under our Constitution, the freedom to marry, or not marry, a person of another race resides with the individual and cannot be infringed by the State."

Rock on Grandma and thanks for the info.