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Vaguely NSFW Asks

Just because …

  1. Are looks important in a relationship? Yes
  2. Are relationships ever worth it? Yes
  3. Are you a virgin? YES!!!
  4. Are you in a relationship? Nope
  5. Are you in love? No
  6. Are you single this year? Yup, for the first time in 15 years.
  7. Can you commit to one person? Yes
  8. Do you believe in love at first sight? Yes
  9. Do you forgive betrayal? I had
  10. Do you get jealous easily? No
  11. Do you have a crush on anyone? Yes
  12. Do you like kissing in public? Don’t mind
  13. Do you shower every day? Yes
  14. Do you think someone has feelings for you? No
  15. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? Someone horny, if ever.
  16. Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? Try me!!
  17. Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Yes
  18. Have you ever been cheated on? Yes
  19. Have you ever cheated on someone? No
  20. Have you ever kissed someone older than you? Yes
  21. Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yes
  22. Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? Yes
  23. Have you had sex so far this year? Read #3
  24. If you have a boyfriend, what is your favourite thing about him/her? His lips
  25. If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? Yes
  26. Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? Yes
  27. Is there anyone you’ve given up on? Why? Yes, because I never felt good enough.
  28. State 8 facts about your body. Imperfect x 8
  29. Things you want to say to an ex. I miss you
  30. What is the biggest age difference between you and any of your partners? 35 years. Back then, I was the young one.
  31. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Making me feel loved and valued
  32. What words do you like to hear during sex? Anything dirty
  33. What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? Solid legs, hot ass, nice smile.
  34. What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Too many to mention.
  35. What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? I don’t know… I have painted portraits, wrote poems, cooked meals, bought presents, took care of them (my ex’s) when sick and gave all of me… Seriously, it’s a miracle I don’t have diabetes from all the sugar in my blood.
  36. What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? Based on personal experience it’s hot and exciting because it makes you evolve. Either by learning from someone more experienced, or by the care-free spirit of the youth.
  37. When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Last week
  38. Who are five people you find attractive? Of my present: Victor, Tomy, Lucas, Randy, Alex.
  39. Who is the last person you hugged? Victor
  40. Why did your last relationship fail? It didn’t fail. Love is freedom, so I let him go.
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Resurfacing

Unlike last week, this week I gave my sex some rest. Unable to understand men despite my centuries on Earth, I needed some “me time” I guess.

People tend to say girls are complicated, but, clearly those souls have never been with a gay man. 

However, my days of celibacy are coming to an end because I need attention and head.

That said, Randy wanted to sex me tonight but the idea of getting my mouth and my ass abused for forever hours didn’t sound too appealing. I was not that horny after all.

Tomorrow will be another story…

Yes I am resurfacing ’cause even though, lately, sex with Randy was more of a torture than an enjoyment, we have some kind of relationship going. 

Despite the rest of guys, I’ve been with Randy for over 9 months. He has some seniority over my desires and since there’s nothing serious on my panorama I’m not getting rid of him yet. It’s a mutual objectification until someone makes us believe otherwise.

So, I bought more lube!

He and I still have unfinished business and effective lubrication is like good communication… Important, stimulating and the key to success.

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French Connection

Something went wrong with Sébastien over the weekend, I’m not sure what got into him, but I had no time to think about it. While he disappeared someone else found me, Julien.

Julien is an 18 yo French studying in Montreal. He’s very tall (6’4) and has a massive 8″ F.A.T dick. The thickest penis I’ve ever take, which I never thought it would be possible. 

Since Alex went to Quebec for the weekend, Sébastien got weird, and I was not in the mood to see Randy, I was resigned to spend my Saturday night alone.

But the gods had other plans, and they sent Julien.

Julien insisted so much to see me that I didn’t have the heart to break his young heart (I’m full of love,) but little did I know he would be the one breaking me with all DAT!

Julien acted mesmerised and his “t’es magnifique” only put more pressure on me.

However, we connected so well that I allowed him to stay. He seemed so excited to spend the night with me and inside me that we barely slept. 

This morning before leaving he kissed me… “T’es beau” he said, like all the rest… 

And like the rest I knew our fate. 

So, with a smile I looked into his eyes and only said… Take care!

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Perfect Percentage

Day off at last! I can finally blog during day time and not past midnight barely alive.

Since Adam became history last week, I’m in talks with several guys, as usual, because, of course! 

Someone told me once that we have to keep on walking because we never know what’s around the corner, it might be just another guy, the imperfect guy you kinda like, the imperfect guy you do like, the perfect guy who doesn’t like you, or the perfect guy who likes you.

And here’s a dose of reality, most often, about 95% of the time, the next person is just another guy. Easily forgettable like a white t-shirt.  

The Imperfect guy you kinda like is about 2% of the time. He’s like uncomfortable tight pants. You wear them because they look good on you, but you know, deep down, you only wear them to show off.

The Imperfect guy you do like is about 1%. You don’t really agree with everything he has to say, with how he looks like, but he has a certain something that attracts you to him and you deal with it. Most of us probably end up with this type of guy.

Then there’s the perfect guy who doesn’t like you, that comes in your life at about 1% of the time. He is a custom made suit. Everything about him fits perfectly with you. The creases on his face when he smiles, the texture of his hair, his body, everything seems great. The problem is that to this guy you’re a size too large or a size too small, not a custom made.

And the perfect guy who likes you comes at approximately 1% of the time. He’s not just a custom made suit, that’s your skin and fits perfectly with him.

That said, I saw Randy last night and he ravaged my ass!

He is a great lover to whoever has an asshole of steel (or a super lose one) ’cause he’s the type of guy you have to beg him to ejaculate… Which I did ’cause I was exhausted, and at some point it was no longer fun but painful.

To be honest, I don’t need him. But I’m used to his company.

I guess Randy is that imperfect guy you kinda like

But instead of pants, the only tight thing here is my ass.

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Arlequin Blues

Tonight party people and assorted creatures are celebrating Halloween. And I am too.

My celebration this year will be a lot more private (xxx,) as I’m dressing up for someone to silently please, like a good Arlequin.

It’s been three Halloweens now that I find myself single during this time, and inexorably makes me think of that last love I spent this precious night, Joseph.

Although I attended a house gathering by myself, the memories of that night begun when we met under the rain… And rushed to my temporary flat for our naked bodies to become one.

The bohemian landscape of the area I was living in back then, plus the carpets of yellow leaves and people on costumes in every corner of the street, only enhanced the magic of that night.

No Halloween night after him ever compared with what we lived. And I miss him tonight, as I do every time he pops in my mind… Because event though I smile on the outside, I still torn deep inside.

But the show must go on while I’m losing my clothes, and seductively slip into existential melancholy.

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Pathological Fuck

Derek is one of my first fuckfriends, one of the guys that helped me gain back my self-esteem by fucking the sads of a breakup away. Derek and I stopped our affair when I met Joseph.

Years later when Joseph left, I saw Derek again, and again, every time any serious relationship ended.

If I never got into a serious relationship with Derek is because he’s a pathological liar in many ways. And this is not talking shit about someone I appreciated and still do, it’s just fact.

As a sexmate of few hours we were fine, but whenever I tried to take him more serious (because he wanted something “serious”) he failed me all the time.

Tonight we ran into each other at the gym, we hugged and talked a bit… 

I know Derek for 5 years now and he looks a lot hotter than when he was 18.

Physically he’s sooo my type of guy, but his unstable personality turns me off big time. Still, our affair would never be more than sexual.. As a matter of fact he asked me if I was free after gym, but I wasn’t even horny ’cause I got fixed last night.

Yet, I know I can count on him to release because after all…

We will always be a pathological fuck.

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Note From A BoyToy

So, I have this new guy… He’s a hot 24 yo bisexual (because of course!) very into me for the fantasies of him. He calls me his boytoy!

Although none of my sexmates call me that way, that’s what I am to them and I’m perfectly okay with that. 

Far from bothering me, it actually amuses me.

See, it’s pretty entertaining been called a “boy” by “kids”.

During sex Randy calls me baby, Tomy calls me doll and Victor calls me good boy and sometimes depending on the context I do my best not to laugh because they all tend to forget that I was born before Christ.

But all this reminds me of someone else before them that also used to call me boy

JB was a 23 yo guy from Ottawa that used to drive all the way to Montreal to see me, until I met PatrickA (one of my ex’s).

However he never fulfilled his lust with me because back then I was also a top, so we mostly foreplayed, cuddle and all that.

When I broke up with PatrickA, he thought my ass would finally belong to him… Sadly for him, I met Xavier (my last ex). And so Xavier became my man and the one who turned me into the bottom JB wanted me to be.

JB got upset at me when I told him about Xavier, and I never heard from him again.

So, I think I should take this moment to tell him what I never did:

We had fun together. To me you were more attractive and attracted than I was. I loved your eyes, your personality, and your social skills. I loved that many times you drove two hours for me… You found me silly. You found me funny. You called me sexy. You loved my body and my skin. And I loved that you loved all of me. 

But why it didn’t work? Mostly because of the distance, but also because I got used to be alone… and just be someone’s boytoy.

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