The reason I'm asking this question, is to see if anyone out there has had this happen to them. When I was growing up I never looked at men in a sexual way at all, but one day about 20yrs ago (41 now) while in college I was tired of jacking off the same old way, and thought of trying something new while jacking off this time. All my roommates were in class, so I had the apartment to myself, so I went into the refrigerator and got a carrot and slide it between my bunk bed frame & mattress leaving 3/4 of it hanging out over the edge of the bed. Then I got a little of lotion and got on my knee doggie style and started to jack off, at the same time sliding my asshole back slowly onto the carrot and letting it slide inside me. Well, to my complete shock & surprise the feel of the carrot up my ass and me stroking my cock was utter esctasy, and when I came, it was like Nigeria Falls of cum, it just kept shooting, and shooting gobbs of cum, then, it just dripped long, string like clear cum. I couldn't believe sex could feel so good, and I got scared. You all know why I'm sure, I didn't try doing this again for awhile because in the back of my mind, I knew if a carrot drove me crazy with estasy, my god, what would a warm fat cock, that I have no control over how hard, fast, and deep it could go into - just the thought of it made me hard and drip with pre-cum. I was so pissed with myself, because I experimented with that carrot, and now,I was looking at the prospect of actually taking it to the next step, and experiment with a man. I just wanted to see what it would be like, anyway it took me 7 long frustrating yrs after the carrot to get my first Fucking by a Man. And needless to say, that was it for me, I couldn't go back now, I had my first gay intercouse, and loved it beyond belief and it blew my mind. I had a girlfriend at the time, and shortly after that day, every time we had sex, I could only get hard if I thought about cock & balls, and I felt, I had no business fucking a woman now, because my sexual manhood had be taken by a man fucking up my ass and then cumming inside me. I surprising felt okay, with this feeling, almost proud in the fact of knowing a man has fucked me, and now my asshole has become a pussy. To make this long story short, it took another 8yrs of fight back and forth with "am I gay, Bi, or what", until last year 2000. I told myself, at the beginning of the year, that I would only have sex with men this year, and make a descion at the end of the year to see if this was just a fade and I just needed to get this out of my system. Well, Feb 5th, 2000, is the day I came to the self-realization I'm gay. Because, I met a wonderful gay man that was 54yrs old, well-hung Top with an 8 1/2" thick, cock and large balls over the internet on Yahoo. We met at a Motel 6 on a Saturday afternoon around 3pm, he fucked me none-stop, 4yrs, putting me into all types of sexual positions, penetrarting deeper than I've ever been before, and just bascially taught me what its really like to be a Bottom. Up until this time, it was sex on the run, nothing long or as intense as this. Oh, he never came once, and always stayed hard, we took about a 40 min. break after the frist 4hrs. then our last session was a 3hrs pound fest, each position he put me into he fucked me as hard as he could, and hearing his large balls slap up against my sweaty ass, and the pain/pleasure he was giving me I knew, for sure without a doubt, that Today this man has for sure fucked me into becoming a gay man. I love women, but I can never have sex with them, and don't have the desire.
So, if any of you have read this far, what do you think?
I know, that if I never had experimented with that carrot in college, I would be straight now. (Possibly)?
Women in hentai are always idealized. They often have a look of geniune pleasure or some form of sexual relief. They are often portrayed in a fantastic situation. Not only that but it is so specialized that you can find almost anything you want. Also hentai features "characters" who are often more humanized than the airbrushed Playboy models or the camwhores with crappy webcams.
I guess I'm willing to argue that not only is hentai porn but it's more so porn than most of the "real" porn out there. Women in "real" porn look more fake than hentai women. Which is ironic because both try to imitate sexyness and the representation of the simulation is almost always better than the simulation itself. Because like I said earlier, it is idealized.
Hentai is hyperreal. Consider the porn that would be the closest to reality. It would be the amature infront of a crappy camera. This is because most real women are not on well lit sets and do not have the luxury of a skilled photographer or an expensive camera. However, in this instance it will surely loose the reason it was even being made in the first place: to be sexy. So if the real isn't sexy. Why would you consider a real women simulating sexyness any less real or sexy than a drawn picture simulating sexyness. Using this same logic, the ultimate unreal porn would be read. The representation of the simulation transcends it's form to become a symbol or a series of symbols. Thus acheiving the ultimate sexyness, the abstract sex created by the mind. It becomes a concept.
Either way, your behind a fucking screen so both are equally fake. I'm done. I hope this becomes copy pasta in the near future.
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It can be difficult to tell sometimes if a lobster is actually DOA (Dead On Arrival), or just sluggish after the long trip from Boston. One good test is to touch the lobster’s eye and watch for movement (gross, but true). If there are no signs of life, don’t give up yet! You may have heard otherwise, but we know that a lobster does not have to be alive at the moment you are cooking it in order to still be good. It is more a matter of the temperature at which the lobster has been kept, and the length of time that has passed, that determines whether it is still good. So how are you to know what to do?
As with all great things, your Lobster Gram meal will eventually come to an end. If you're looking for one last morsel, break off the legs and suck out the meat. After this, sadly, there is no more lobster. Remember, someone thought enough of you to send you a Lobster Gram. Why not be a Lobster Gram giver next time? Or better yet, order one for yourself!!
Helpful Tip: Keep in mind that when you need a place to toss your lobster shells and any other kind of seafood remnant, your cooler makes a convenient place to "neatly re-pack" them for disposal. Unless of course, your were planning to use the cooler for your next summer-time picnic. Either way, don't forget to recycle your cooler and box!
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Even if you're NEW to the internet, you've no doubt seen those funny mock-motivational posters, either as images on a calendar or attached to various E-Mails filling up your Spam folder. Now you too can make your own mock motivational posters, lol. Check it out!
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You are just gay. It has nothing to do with anal sex. actually all people have sensitive whole area around anus because of anatomical reasons and evolutionary as well (there were no separate genitals and anus before mammals). Many gay men actually do not practice anal sex. It was just your preconception about anal sex being gay that made you to think about men and as we humans are flexible you just became gay. Remember that you loose a lot. You give up sucking soft breasts and licking pussy... and that all for some old hairy smelly guy?