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RunningScorpio21NEPA
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I suppose to each his own. I've never been big on fucking or getting fucked myself. I can usually blow a guy to completion and really like to moan like a bitch in heat or face-fuck a guy until I get off as well. To me nothing beats running your tongue down a guy's body from his nipples down his abs, following the happy trail to your "prize." With oral ALL of you senses are stimulated, including smell and taste. With anal you're just rutting your meat into someone or vice-versa like animals. I won't say I've never fucked/been fucked before, but for me if you're GREAT at oral or foreplay (hell to me making out for minutes on end with someone is also wonderful) then that is MUCH better to me than being great at topping me but then not caring about making out, cuddling, sucking, or anything else.
I say that this most recent video produced by Tyler (and of course we all know some "Mystery Boy" as the fourth) is one of the better ones I've seen in quite some time. After all, these boys are supposed to be "straight," are they not? I've never had the pleasure of seducing a straight guy, but I'd assume it would be much easier to convince them to get a blow job from another guy than to get their ass rammed. LOL!
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Sorry you feel that way, but remember that the next few updates should include some fucking. Nelson and Austin (doubt that's only a bj scene) coming up and then Tyler tops Danny.
D&E has to try to please everyone and I think they do a good job at the balancing act.
Be well.
Jayce
mikeyank
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Damn, Running Scorpio, I find myself agreeing with you more and more. I too am not a big fan of anal and enjoy orally pleasing a hot guy the same way as you. The journey with my tongue from his nipples down his abs, following the happy trail to his hard "prize" is pure esctasy for me. And when the body belongs to a hot, hard bodied, young fit "straight boy", oh la la.
Mike
RunningScorpio21NEPA
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Tyler topping? Well, well, well! I may just have to eat crow somewhat with what I just said as that is something I'd be very, very willing to embrace! This should be hot considering Danny is practically twice Tyler's size, and yet the latter will be ramming the former! As I said give me an amazing make-out opportunity or a 69-session any day over having my legs thrown up onto someone's shoulders, but that should be quite a wonderful video indeed!
I suppose to each his own. I've never been big on fucking or getting fucked myself. I can usually blow a guy to completion and really like to moan like a bitch in heat or face-fuck a guy until I get off as well. To me nothing beats running your tongue down a guy's body from his nipples down his abs, following the happy trail to your "prize." With oral ALL of you senses are stimulated, including smell and taste. With anal you're just rutting your meat into someone or vice-versa like animals. I won't say I've never fucked/been fucked before, but for me if you're GREAT at oral or foreplay (hell to me making out for minutes on end with someone is also wonderful) then that is MUCH better to me than being great at topping me but then not caring about making out, cuddling, sucking, or anything else.
I say that this most recent video produced by Tyler (and of course we all know some "Mystery Boy" as the fourth) is one of the better ones I've seen in quite some time. After all, these boys are supposed to be "straight," are they not? I've never had the pleasure of seducing a straight guy, but I'd assume it would be much easier to convince them to get a blow job from another guy than to get their ass rammed. LOL!
I'm amazed how many of you agree with my feelings about anal sex. I was just PMing someone a few days ago and we were discussing the fact that we aren't into anal sex much at all compared to oral. I had thought I was a bit of an oddball gay guy for feeling that way. I was glad to know that there was one more here in the forum who agreed with me. Now several more of you have said what I have felt for so long. I am much more into the kissing, cuddling, sucking, making love variety of sex. My favorite part of last night's video was watching Danny and Austin kiss.
Of course I still like to watch anal being done in porn. That however is not the real deal with anal sex. In porn it is a very glamorized and sanitized version of it. The real deal without enemas and careful editing is far from neat and squeaky clean. To watch it in porn you might be led to think that all there was to the cleanup afterwards was washing your hands and running a wet washcloth over yourself. Most of us know better though.
mikeyank
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I am in agreement with you Tampa. To me kissing and licking and sucking are what turns me on. I too can enjoy a hot anal scene in porn, especially watching a more masculine young "straight" stud on this site submitting himself for "an extra $100", but for the most part a hot blowjob and cum scene does it for me.
I have discovered over the years a movement called G0Y and the middle letter is a zero 0, not letter O, that promotes kissing and body contact between men without the anal. A google search of G0Y will give you an idea of what they are about. I do not completely agree with all their positions, but it is an interesting altertative to traditional gay sex.
No Tampa, we are not alone in preferring blowjob sex to anal sex.
Mike
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I too am not into anal sex between me and another person, but I do on occasion enjoy seeing it done in porn. I prefer as most of you have stated, the kissing, sucking, cuddling and such. Those things are what really gets my blood to boiling.
Gary
Gary
RunningScorpio21NEPA
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Perhaps I just don't know how to "appreciate" the "allure" of anal sex, but the last time I got fucked it hurt like hell the entire time (I never got that "g-spot moment"), and I ended up bleeding later on that evening like a girl that was just de-virginized! I just stomached the pain to make my partner happy because most of the time tops can't be satisfied with just a good blow job. The last time I tried fucking let's just say it wasn't exactly "clean," and I was really turned off immensely.
For me I love just making out with someone, wandering my hands all over their body, maybe GRABBING their ass a bit to send some shockwaves through them, etc., but anal just doesn't "do it" for me the same way other sex does. I'm glad to see I'm not the only "freak" out there who isn't really into anal.
For me I love just making out with someone, wandering my hands all over their body, maybe GRABBING their ass a bit to send some shockwaves through them, etc., but anal just doesn't "do it" for me the same way other sex does. I'm glad to see I'm not the only "freak" out there who isn't really into anal.
Making Senses of Sex
Just some observations -
We all respond to submission. Even in 69 there is mutual submission. It turns us on to see someone submit because it turns us on to submit because it turns us on to have someone submit etc, etc.
Seeing, feeling, tasting, touching, smelling are all part of the sexual experience. You can't divorce one of them without shortchanging the act.
If you're limiting your sex to such a narrow single act then you've got the worst form of tunnel vision. How on earth can you dare tell a straight man to relax and try something new if you are so limited in your own scope?
Sometimes sex is a progression and the hug becomes a snuggle and a nuzzle, a kiss, a grope, then . . . well you get the idea. It's how David has built D&E. AND, from all indications, it's how Tyler is shooting the Party Videos. Danny had to jerk off before he blew and all that before he bottomed. And, I can't wait to see him top!
And while the orgasm may seem important, it's just a trifle in life and love. When you've spent your life writing, studying it, you conclude that it's the extraneous stuff that can be the most fun. At the risk of sawing off the proverbial limb while I'm sitting on it - this is from the first novel I wrote, thirty years ago. As bad as it is, it still covers the three paragraphs above. Two friends are talking on a little bluff above Fishing Bridge in Yellowstone Park about how one of them met his partner. Be careful, I warned you it's bad.
Peter wouldn't live anywhere else, I guess."
"How did you meet?"
"At the Yellowstone Institute."
"Is that a school in Yellowstone?
"No. Well, yes. They offer classes and programs. Some of them for college credit. I used to take one every summer during my vacation. The hours applied to my Missouri teaching certification requirement."
"Did Peter teach there?"
"Good God, no. But he could've. He knows more about natural history than most of the professors. Anyway, he was wrangler for a group of us studying grizzly bear shit."
"Come on."
"No, I'm serious. It's called scat but its mostly the same thing. You'd be amazed what you can tell about a grizzly by what he leaves behind."
"Not after living with Grant for five years."
"He was really sweet. You could tell right away why they hired him - he was so good with the beginners. Very gentle."
"What are we talking about?"
"Wrangling. Horseback riding."
"Oh, yes. You can't imagine the images I was picking up on."
"Yes, I can. But I just thought he was this terminally straight cowpoke who couldn't find anyone to talk to but me. I really felt sorry for him. I know you don't believe this but he's one of the shyest people I know. Anyway, he couldn't believe it when I saddled my own horse. Hell, my grandfather laid a pillow across his lap and took me to the field on horseback when I was six weeks old."
"And this was all out in the woods looking for bear shit?"
"The course lasted through the weekend and we ended up back at the old Buffalo Ranch up near Mammoth Springs. Everybody said goodbye. We cleaned up the cabins and left. I figured I'd never see him again."
Bailey stepped back and stared into the track he'd left in the snow. "I thought I was standing on something." He pulled a pinecomb from the snow and examined it. "These things are so beautiful. Remind me to tell you about the class I took in forestry."
"Don't tell me you took home a ranger."
"I tried. Anyway, after the bear scat I had reservations at Old Faithful Inn. Have you ever seen it? Seven stories - all logs. It The main lobby goes all the way to the roof and for the first three floors you can walk around this big open space or just sit and read. My favorite time is around eight at night when the tourists have left and the guests are settling in. It's like you own the place. And there I was, curled up in this big leather armchair with a David Leavitt book and a glass of Sutter Home and up walks Peter."
"'Hi,' he said, 'thought I'd find you here.' Shit, I thought. 'Mind if I sit down?' he asked. No, go right ahead, I said. 'Good book?' Yes. And, Brad, I have to tell you, the last thing on earth I wanted to do at that moment was talk about 'Family Dancing' with a cowboy from Wyoming. I sometimes want to wear a sign around my neck screaming 'HOW DARE YOU
ASSUME I'M HETEROSEXUAL!' Then this cute little cocktail waitress from the bar walks up with a tray. 'There you are, Peter,' she says. 'Here's your drink.' 'Thanks,' he says and grins at her and she practically wets her pants. I was mortified. He handed her a five dollar bill and says 'Keep the change.' And, honest to God she stuffed it down the front of her blouse. I wanted to puke. Am I boring you?"
"Not at all."
"So I finally said I'd had a rough day and I had to get up early the next morning to drive into Cody and excused myself and went to my room. I was just about ready for bed when I realized I'd left my book on the chair and I pulled on a pair of jeans and went back to get it. He was still there."
"Forgot my book, I said. 'Yeah, I'd have brought it to you, but I didn't know your room number,' he said. Are you staying here? I asked. 'Thought I'd spend the night right here,' he said and propped his boots up on the split log rail around the edge of the balcony. You don't have a room? I asked. 'Nope,' he grinned at me. Well, if you don't mind sharing."
"So let me get this straight," Brad interrupted. "You just spent an hour being bored to death by this guy and then you invite him to your room?"
"I wasn't bored. I was just uncomfortable. But what could I do? He followed me down the hallway to my room and - I have to be honest - I was really impressed when he took of his shirt."
"Just his shirt?"
"He was kind of shy. I could tell he had nice legs but - frankly, I just wanted a good night's sleep. The next thing I knew we were both in bed."
"About three o'clock a cold breeze blew in from the slope behind the Inn and we were huddled under a single quilt and I woke up shivering so hard my teeth rattled. He just sort of opened up his arms and wrapped them around me."
"That's got to be too romantic," Brad sighed.
"Nothing romantic about it. I was cold. When I stopped shaking I got up, turned the light on and got an extra blanket out of the closet. As I was crawling back into bed, for the first time I got a real good look at his face without that hat."
"The jawline? I noticed. Maybe its just the way it gives him that 'in control' look." Brad continued, "Some of us are attracted to that, you know."
"That and the blonde hair and blue eyes. Anyway, I left the light on and crawled back into the bed. I remember thinking it was strange he'd left his arm across my pillow. It just never dawned on me he was anything but this lonely, shy lug with cowboy boots. I figured when I put my head across his arm, he'd move it and blush." Bailey turned the pinecomb to examine its base. "He didn't. He just pulled me back up against his chest and reached over me with his other arm and turned off the light. His left nipple was right in my face - so I bit it."
"You've got to be kidding."
"No. I couldn't help it." Bailey smiled, "He jumped like he'd been shot. It scared hell out of me. I figured I was about to get punched out or something. Instead, he took hold of the back of my neck with his hand and turned my head up toward his. And he kissed me. I have never been kissed like that. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't see. I couldn't hear. I could feel him trembling. His stomach muscles were pressed really tight up against mine and they were jerking and rolling and then I realized what was happening. He was cuming right there in bed. No sex, no humping - "
"You must be some kisser."
"At that point, I was Jell-O. He buried his face in my neck and started apologizing. He just kept whispering how sorry he was. How that had never happened before. He said he'd leave and started to pull away."
"What did you do?"
"Nothing. I held on for dear life. I put my hands around his waist and pulled him so close I could feel his wet briefs through my own. I looked right in his eyes and said, "Are you feeding me some sort of line?" And he said "No," and I believed him, he hadn't ever done that before. The next thing I knew I was going down him."
"Not too safe."
"I know. When I got to thinking about it, it scared me to death. The next morning we had breakfast down in the Inn and then we walked out onto the second story observation deck and talked."
"Five minutes ago you told me you had nothing to talk to him about."
"Once, while we were sitting there watching Old Faithful for the fifth time, he slipped his arm around my waist and thumped the book I'd stuffed in my hip pocket. 'I like his first one better,' he said. Leavitt's? I asked. I could not believe a cowboy who'd read David Leavitt. 'Lost Language of Cranes,' he said, 'it's my favorite book.' That's the exact second of the exact minute I fell in love with him. We talked all day and I went home with him that night and three days later I was leaving to go back to Missouri and pack. As a kid nothing turned me off like boots and spurs and country western music. Now, I guess the smell of a saddle and the feel of flannel and a nasal twang and I'm Jell-O."
"Grant doesn't smell like leather. He smells like wild cherry cough drops." The horn honked at the bottom of the hill and they started down the slippery slope to the road. Bailey put the pinecomb back on top of the snow.
"Nothing leaves the park except what you bring into it," he smiled. At the bottom of the slope Grant was waiting with Brad's scarf. "What's your favorite flavor?" Bailey asked.
"Wild cherry," Brad said. "What else?"
My deepest apologies, Rifle
Just some observations -
We all respond to submission. Even in 69 there is mutual submission. It turns us on to see someone submit because it turns us on to submit because it turns us on to have someone submit etc, etc.
Seeing, feeling, tasting, touching, smelling are all part of the sexual experience. You can't divorce one of them without shortchanging the act.
If you're limiting your sex to such a narrow single act then you've got the worst form of tunnel vision. How on earth can you dare tell a straight man to relax and try something new if you are so limited in your own scope?
Sometimes sex is a progression and the hug becomes a snuggle and a nuzzle, a kiss, a grope, then . . . well you get the idea. It's how David has built D&E. AND, from all indications, it's how Tyler is shooting the Party Videos. Danny had to jerk off before he blew and all that before he bottomed. And, I can't wait to see him top!
And while the orgasm may seem important, it's just a trifle in life and love. When you've spent your life writing, studying it, you conclude that it's the extraneous stuff that can be the most fun. At the risk of sawing off the proverbial limb while I'm sitting on it - this is from the first novel I wrote, thirty years ago. As bad as it is, it still covers the three paragraphs above. Two friends are talking on a little bluff above Fishing Bridge in Yellowstone Park about how one of them met his partner. Be careful, I warned you it's bad.
Peter wouldn't live anywhere else, I guess."
"How did you meet?"
"At the Yellowstone Institute."
"Is that a school in Yellowstone?
"No. Well, yes. They offer classes and programs. Some of them for college credit. I used to take one every summer during my vacation. The hours applied to my Missouri teaching certification requirement."
"Did Peter teach there?"
"Good God, no. But he could've. He knows more about natural history than most of the professors. Anyway, he was wrangler for a group of us studying grizzly bear shit."
"Come on."
"No, I'm serious. It's called scat but its mostly the same thing. You'd be amazed what you can tell about a grizzly by what he leaves behind."
"Not after living with Grant for five years."
"He was really sweet. You could tell right away why they hired him - he was so good with the beginners. Very gentle."
"What are we talking about?"
"Wrangling. Horseback riding."
"Oh, yes. You can't imagine the images I was picking up on."
"Yes, I can. But I just thought he was this terminally straight cowpoke who couldn't find anyone to talk to but me. I really felt sorry for him. I know you don't believe this but he's one of the shyest people I know. Anyway, he couldn't believe it when I saddled my own horse. Hell, my grandfather laid a pillow across his lap and took me to the field on horseback when I was six weeks old."
"And this was all out in the woods looking for bear shit?"
"The course lasted through the weekend and we ended up back at the old Buffalo Ranch up near Mammoth Springs. Everybody said goodbye. We cleaned up the cabins and left. I figured I'd never see him again."
Bailey stepped back and stared into the track he'd left in the snow. "I thought I was standing on something." He pulled a pinecomb from the snow and examined it. "These things are so beautiful. Remind me to tell you about the class I took in forestry."
"Don't tell me you took home a ranger."
"I tried. Anyway, after the bear scat I had reservations at Old Faithful Inn. Have you ever seen it? Seven stories - all logs. It The main lobby goes all the way to the roof and for the first three floors you can walk around this big open space or just sit and read. My favorite time is around eight at night when the tourists have left and the guests are settling in. It's like you own the place. And there I was, curled up in this big leather armchair with a David Leavitt book and a glass of Sutter Home and up walks Peter."
"'Hi,' he said, 'thought I'd find you here.' Shit, I thought. 'Mind if I sit down?' he asked. No, go right ahead, I said. 'Good book?' Yes. And, Brad, I have to tell you, the last thing on earth I wanted to do at that moment was talk about 'Family Dancing' with a cowboy from Wyoming. I sometimes want to wear a sign around my neck screaming 'HOW DARE YOU
ASSUME I'M HETEROSEXUAL!' Then this cute little cocktail waitress from the bar walks up with a tray. 'There you are, Peter,' she says. 'Here's your drink.' 'Thanks,' he says and grins at her and she practically wets her pants. I was mortified. He handed her a five dollar bill and says 'Keep the change.' And, honest to God she stuffed it down the front of her blouse. I wanted to puke. Am I boring you?"
"Not at all."
"So I finally said I'd had a rough day and I had to get up early the next morning to drive into Cody and excused myself and went to my room. I was just about ready for bed when I realized I'd left my book on the chair and I pulled on a pair of jeans and went back to get it. He was still there."
"Forgot my book, I said. 'Yeah, I'd have brought it to you, but I didn't know your room number,' he said. Are you staying here? I asked. 'Thought I'd spend the night right here,' he said and propped his boots up on the split log rail around the edge of the balcony. You don't have a room? I asked. 'Nope,' he grinned at me. Well, if you don't mind sharing."
"So let me get this straight," Brad interrupted. "You just spent an hour being bored to death by this guy and then you invite him to your room?"
"I wasn't bored. I was just uncomfortable. But what could I do? He followed me down the hallway to my room and - I have to be honest - I was really impressed when he took of his shirt."
"Just his shirt?"
"He was kind of shy. I could tell he had nice legs but - frankly, I just wanted a good night's sleep. The next thing I knew we were both in bed."
"About three o'clock a cold breeze blew in from the slope behind the Inn and we were huddled under a single quilt and I woke up shivering so hard my teeth rattled. He just sort of opened up his arms and wrapped them around me."
"That's got to be too romantic," Brad sighed.
"Nothing romantic about it. I was cold. When I stopped shaking I got up, turned the light on and got an extra blanket out of the closet. As I was crawling back into bed, for the first time I got a real good look at his face without that hat."
"The jawline? I noticed. Maybe its just the way it gives him that 'in control' look." Brad continued, "Some of us are attracted to that, you know."
"That and the blonde hair and blue eyes. Anyway, I left the light on and crawled back into the bed. I remember thinking it was strange he'd left his arm across my pillow. It just never dawned on me he was anything but this lonely, shy lug with cowboy boots. I figured when I put my head across his arm, he'd move it and blush." Bailey turned the pinecomb to examine its base. "He didn't. He just pulled me back up against his chest and reached over me with his other arm and turned off the light. His left nipple was right in my face - so I bit it."
"You've got to be kidding."
"No. I couldn't help it." Bailey smiled, "He jumped like he'd been shot. It scared hell out of me. I figured I was about to get punched out or something. Instead, he took hold of the back of my neck with his hand and turned my head up toward his. And he kissed me. I have never been kissed like that. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't see. I couldn't hear. I could feel him trembling. His stomach muscles were pressed really tight up against mine and they were jerking and rolling and then I realized what was happening. He was cuming right there in bed. No sex, no humping - "
"You must be some kisser."
"At that point, I was Jell-O. He buried his face in my neck and started apologizing. He just kept whispering how sorry he was. How that had never happened before. He said he'd leave and started to pull away."
"What did you do?"
"Nothing. I held on for dear life. I put my hands around his waist and pulled him so close I could feel his wet briefs through my own. I looked right in his eyes and said, "Are you feeding me some sort of line?" And he said "No," and I believed him, he hadn't ever done that before. The next thing I knew I was going down him."
"Not too safe."
"I know. When I got to thinking about it, it scared me to death. The next morning we had breakfast down in the Inn and then we walked out onto the second story observation deck and talked."
"Five minutes ago you told me you had nothing to talk to him about."
"Once, while we were sitting there watching Old Faithful for the fifth time, he slipped his arm around my waist and thumped the book I'd stuffed in my hip pocket. 'I like his first one better,' he said. Leavitt's? I asked. I could not believe a cowboy who'd read David Leavitt. 'Lost Language of Cranes,' he said, 'it's my favorite book.' That's the exact second of the exact minute I fell in love with him. We talked all day and I went home with him that night and three days later I was leaving to go back to Missouri and pack. As a kid nothing turned me off like boots and spurs and country western music. Now, I guess the smell of a saddle and the feel of flannel and a nasal twang and I'm Jell-O."
"Grant doesn't smell like leather. He smells like wild cherry cough drops." The horn honked at the bottom of the hill and they started down the slippery slope to the road. Bailey put the pinecomb back on top of the snow.
"Nothing leaves the park except what you bring into it," he smiled. At the bottom of the slope Grant was waiting with Brad's scarf. "What's your favorite flavor?" Bailey asked.
"Wild cherry," Brad said. "What else?"
My deepest apologies, Rifle
mikeyank
Long time forumite
Respectfully Rifle, I disagree. All human beings are not the same, and what may seem right and natural to you, does not necessarily apply to the next person.
Straight guys who know that I'm gay have teasingly questioned me on how I cannot desire a naked women's body and have a great desire to eat out her pussy, etc. For them that is tunnel vision. But I believe very strongly that everyone has the right to desire, and act out on whatever they like, as long as it does not involve a child or hurting someone against their will. Human sexuality is so vast, and varies from person to person. Let's all enjoy what turns us on, and respect the next person's desires too.
Mike
With all due respect Mike you're doing what I'm talking about. You're limiting your reply to one line from my comment because that one line might just have struck a nerve. I have no desire to eat a pussy either - but I'm not straight. I have no desire to fuck a pig either - but I'm not a pig. I'm a gay man. My sex is gay. Okay. So let's limit our answer to gay sex. What I'm saying is if all you're interested in in gay sex is rimming a nineteen year old blond twink who's twelve pounds overweight and has freckles, you're missing out on a whole "vast world of Human sexuality." Yes, our tastes vary from person to person and we have a right to enjoy what turns us on, but going back to the beginning of this thread, limiting this web sight to strictly anal because someone just wants to see anal, or letting your straight friend only eat pussy, or letting you have your chubby freckled ass twinky is not being very receptive, responsive, or respectful of this vast person to person network of sex you speak of. We may get off how we please, but if we limit our view of the scope of sex pretty soon, when someone talks to us about gay sex, unless we're into the type of gay sex they're into - we as uncomfortable as you are with your friend.
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Mike: Are your straight friends open to sucking cock or are they as affected with tunnel vision as you are supposed to be? In those particular cases I tease right back. Why wouldn't they want to do a good looking man?
Your friends assume that their sexuality is immutable and yours in not. That's the attitude that allows much of the discrimination against us.
Look, each of us is a unique creature. However we all live in a community/society which requires a certain tolerance, civility and grace. If we all wanted ass fucking 24/7 there are other places to find it. If we only wanted bj's 24/7 there are other places to find that too. We come here for the community and for the boys. We know we're going to get jo, oral and anal. Every once in a while we get threesomes and fourgies. Broke Straight Boys is about variety and the seduction of broke str8 boys. David, Eddie and Mark with the help of many others (like Scorpio) balance and juggle to keep the forumites (zooies) happy. I think they do a bang up job.
Let's agree to disagree and that we all won't get what we want 100% of the time, but we'll have a good time.
Love to you all.
Jayce
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mikeyank
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I apologize Rifle. I did not understand what you were referring to. (Perhaps if you quote the original comment you are replying to in a thread, it would eliminate this kind of confusion). But I agree with you that this fine web site should not only post one kind of video. As I had said previously, as we all have our individual tastes, (within the framework of this site), some of us enjoy different scenes more than others, including the interview, boys stripping themselves or each other, kissing (not often enough), jerking off, sucking and fucking. And some guys are into feet, so Dave tries to show them for that segment, and usually the ass shot is shown. Because of the vastness of human sexuality, even in the Broke Straight Boys community, it is important to show various types of models performing many sexual acts, and hopefully enough of us will enjoy enough of the videos on the site, (which we do, and that is why we all pay each month for this site).
Again, I was replying to what I thought you were saying, and you were not, so I apologize. I actually agree with you.
Mike
Mike, dear, your sweet apology was way more than my abrupt response deserved. You should have slapped me down like the bitch I was. (Wait a minute, that's another kind of sex, isn't it? We'll have to ask Marky.) After I wrote that rude response, I signed off and immediately thought of six thousand reasons why you should have taken me to task and, instead, you were so generous. Please accept my gratitude and genuflection. Now let's cut the rimming and get back to some sex talk.
Love and kisses,
Rifle
Love and kisses,
Rifle
RunningScorpio21NEPA
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Wow! I feel like I'm in Psychology class during Easter Break! 
LOL! We have some absolutely BRILLIANT members on this forum! 
LOL! We have some absolutely BRILLIANT members on this forum! 
Hi jaretwright,
We try our best to offer a bit of everything for everyone. We can't please everyone all of the time. As far as anal scenes, since you have a membership and you go through the site, there are just as many anal scenes as oral scenes. We can't have "only" anal/fucking scenes all of the time. I'm not into feet but I do film and show feet for those that "love" feet. Everyone has there own taste but please go through the site and you will notice there are plenty of anal scenes for everyone to enjoy.
Also please keep in mind, your membership allows you access to many bonus sites that also features plenty of anal sex so check those sites out. You will find that your membership fee and what we offer give you a lot more bang for your buck compared to a lot of other sites and what they offer.
We do appreciate your comments and we thank you for your support!
-David
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Wow.. this conversation thread is insiteful for me. I enjoy anal sex,active and passive. Pre-planning for hygiene purposes, a sense of freedom w/o moral judgement, and a foreplay sucking/licking/smelling etc. are always helpful and considerate. It seems to me that human nature drives a desire to "stick it in or take it in" .. everything else is just for pleasure and man do we like our pleasure.
Oh, my, how neatly you sum that up. Now, pray tell, where do you stick it and where do you take it? As Shakespeare says: There lies the rub. As Gavin said to David while giving excellent head to Scott, "I have an oral fixation." So that wonderful human nature of which you speak drives a desire to stick it in and take it in his mouth, not his ass and what is foreplay for you (sucking and licking) is part of the act for him. Scott did go ahead and screw him and I think Gavin enjoyed it - God knows I enjoyed watching Scott's ass and listening to Gavin's whimpering - so maybe I have an aural fixation and a visual fixation because either one could have brought me to climax. Human nature is a lot more than stick and take and certainly more than active and passive (you learn that the first time you have a really good sixty nine). As to hygiene, well, some European countries avoid deodorants because the smell is part of the appeal and in Africa dung is part of the make-up and there's a whole group of Americans who go for street trash and who hasn't just once been tempted to sniff a jock? Moral judgement? Isn't that what keeps us from rape and abuse and pedophilia. Just a few thoughts.
