Soft on the Island

These are from a really nice man over at Soft On The Island, http://funonameliaisland.blogspot.com/ . He has this island that he is in love with and is going to be moving back to in a few months and has already warned us that when he gets there, he will have so many other happifying things to be doing that he is unlikely to keep his blog going. I like that idea on several levels.

In the meantime, he's not only got a soft spot for his island, he also specializes in pictures of soft cocks. And don't worry about running out of nice pics like these from him any too soon, even after he does move back to the island, because he has so many posted now that it would take a good while to look at all of his archives.

NINE! Don't miss it!

Nine is a better movie than Chicago was. If you saw and liked Chicago, you really must see this one, too.
I am in love with Dame Judy Dench. And I also love France, particularly Paris. So, I was happier than a cat with a bowl of cream when she sang a song about The Follies Bergere!
And Sophia Loren. Such a voice. I shoulda known from her speaking voice, but this lady's singing has got legs! (So does her bod, of course.) I was near tears at the end of this movie. I have this habit of crying at happy endings and this one was bittersweet with the emphasis on the sweet. And when Sophia appeared in the middle of the number, I totally lost it. Only Mav, sitting next to me natch, and who knows me like a book, was able to keep my weeping somewhat under control.
And I came into the movie with very fond memories of the song Be Italian already. Now they are magnified many times. Bellizima!
I still want to see this director do a movie where people actually break into song in their "real life". All this doing it in their minds really works for me, when he's doing it, but I do believe, I really, really do (Burt Lahr reference) in American Musical Comedies, and Italian and French Operas, and Viennese operettas. And for those of you for whom this is unreal, well, honey, nothing in art is really real, except in the spiritual realms.
And there are too many other good things in this movie for it to merit the downplaying it has received at the hands of the critics. I am in a position to know, IMHO, since I was a newspaper critic for five years in the '80s.
So, what's your favorite Judy Dench movie?

Followers System

The blogger info page has tried to explain the Follower system to me and has asked me to post a note to explain it to y'all.
I am not totally computer illiterate or you wouldn't be reading this. However, I still, by and large, think of myself as only computer semiliterate. There are a lot of things I don't really understand myself yet. One of them is the Follower system. lol
But I can tell you this - it seems to be a way to keep track of when my favorite blogs publish new posts. And the same for you.
I am very proud to have a Follower, who is, if you don't know already, David Dust, from the blog of the same name. A cute, young looking, blondish bear, if he doesn't mind me saying so. We have never met but I saw his picture on his blog the other day and it was better looking than one really non-smiling model of whom he published about five pictures that day. I found myself wishing that he had published about five pictures of himself, instead. But I do like his taste in men almost all of the time.
I have decided that I want to have a picture of me on my profile before I start Following other blogs. I hope to do that in the next week and a half. It would be faster, but Mav and I are having our annual New Years Day in the Afternoon Open House Party. If you know and like us you probably already know that you are invited and are allowed to bring a guest or two with you whom you think would like us and vice versa. (The crowd is mixed and its not an orgy.) We don't send out invitations, and aren't great about sending out reminders. So, if you fit that criteria and know about the party, you're invited.
But I digress.
If anyone who understands the Folowers system better than I would like to post a comment which would better explain it to everyone, please feel free.

Floor Hottie

OK! Here's that really hot picture from eMackinations I promised you yesterday. There are so, so many things right about this picture for me. I could obsess on it for days. If it were wider, it would be my wallpaper.  Whoo-ee! Woof!

(On a nonrelated note, I do find myself reluctant at times to say OK. Kevin has this habit, which he tells me his whole family has, of saying OK whenever they need a space filler in a conversation. To me, that means that he has quit listening to me and unless I really need to get something off my chest and it's, um, OK if no one remembers it later, then I know that I need to quit that subject right away. This is hard on me as one of the original queens of TMI - Too Much Information - and also as the son of a librarian who taught me that "shut up" is the ultimate bad word,  one which is never to be said.)

A couple of Quotes

"You can have it all. You just can't have it all at once." - Oprah Winfrey

"If you feel like you're helping too much, stop it immediately." - Sondra Smalley

Tease

Another Christmas, daily visitor,  shout out to eMackinations. He gave us a most wonderful picture as a gift, but I'm not going to open it for all of y'all till tomorrow.

Son of Merry Christmas

A sampling of the Christmas merries over at http://buttboys.blogspot.com/ , another of my daily visits.

More Merry Christmas!

Lots more goodies over at http://daviddust.blogspot.com/ , one of my daily favorites.

Merry Christmas!

There are three whole pages of Christmas pictures on the profile of a wonderful bear and his cub, MasterTim , on slave4Master.com . If you're a member over there, head over there today for this happy exhibition, eh?

Unsportsmanlike Conduct

I love the games that came with our computer. So does Maverick. But we don't like the way that people treat each other when you're playing with strangers you can't see or really even talk to.
For Heaven's sake, if you are losing at checkers, don't just check out. Resign. That means that you graciously agree that you have lost that game. Graciously. In fact, I always try to not only resign but to send a Thank You message for the game, too.
And when you're playing hearts - Well, if you've lost one hand, you haven't lost the game. And even if you are going to lose the game, you can do so graciously. Take the time to play it out to the end! Or, if you do have to leave for some reason, at least hit the "Sorry, I have to go now" button. I have had it up to here with little minded and chickenshit hearted people who try to reduce me to just another part of the machine they're beating off with by turning it over to a computer to play for them. Some of them have even done it as we were passing the first three cards to each other. Bleah!!

Broadway Bares 19

This has been a really full year for all of us. A lot of opportunities to get a bit beaten down and forget about all the wonderful things that still happen in this world.
This morning I went directly from the year end wrap up on Good Morning American to fiinding the most wonderful set of pictures, including several, several "moving pictures" all  about Broadway Bares! One of my most magical times each year is hearing about this event - which I've never been to, drat it - and this year I had almost completely forgotten about it and certainly hadn't seen any shots yet.
You owe it to yourself to check them out at http://boyculture.typepad.com/boy_culture/2009/06/moneymakers-shaken.html .

J.J. Abrams quotation

"As long as you have a sense of who you are, what you believe in, and know your proper, humble place in the world, then being lost moment to moment isn't so unhealthy, becasue life becomes a journey of great discovery. ... I feel happily lost right now." - J.J. Abrams, quoted by Jess Jensen in Entertainment Weekly.

Hairy and Not so hairy

eMackinations turned me on to a blog named Hairy Bears. I wish! Turned out to be a site for the enjoyment of hairy bears, which remembers that a lot of hairy bears like smooth cubs. As a hairy bear, I know that's right! But I do wish that I had run into by now a lot more sites that celebrated looking at hairy bears. We need that kind of validation. Our movement is still young in most people's eyes.

But this is still worth checking out at http://hairybears.blogspot.com/ . If you do, check out July 7, '08 for a dynamite show on the ancient Olympics, which shows us a lot of athletes acting much like athletes would have acted and dressed back then, except that it did evidently start out as a TV show and so they do keep g-strings on. Shucky darnettas!

NAMBLA does not exist.

Nambla (North American Man/Boy Love Assoc.) has been a useful tool for the government.
It has set a lot of people against us, when it is something that the majority of gay people would not agree to legalizing. So often, when people want to turn the argument against gay civil rights, that fictitious assoc. is brought up.
Tell me: If you were a person who was really into having sex with boys that age, would you not have some boy child porn in your computer? I think you would. If you had any child porn in your computer, would  you draw the government's attention to the fact that you believe that it should be legal for you to have sex with boys that age? ( Remember, I claim to enjoy sex with boys, but when I say that, I mean SMBD bottoms who are at least 26 for an ongoing relationship or at least 21 for a one night stand. Actually, I would endure such teasing from Maverick and Kevin about doing that that for all practical purposes, I would probably refuse to have a one night stand with anyone under 26 anyway. And then still get teased about it. LOL) So, I cannot see anyone sensible or timid - and including both of those groups probably leaves no one left in the young boy lover group - being a member of this organization.
And this natural tendency for the rank and file membership to hide makes it very easy for a third party to fake the existence of such a group. You'd never see anyone but their leaders anyway, and anyone can say he's the leader of someting if there's no other members to dispute his claim.
And have you actually heard anything from any such "leaders" in a good, long while? I think that they don't exist any more either, not even as much as they may once have.
And this disappearance of their leadership coincides roughly ( more like exactly, IMHO) with an incident that has been related to many, many people by long time gay activist Ray Hill, both in personal conversation and in at least one of his three autobiographical stage plays.
Brother Ray (Still tickles me that he was a traveling child-preacher and faith healer. Tickles him, too.) was at a breakfast out with one of "NAMBLA's leaders" and when it came time to pay for it, said person paid for it by credit card and then crumpled up the carbon and left it in the ashtray. Which struck Ray as an awfully odd thing to do, so after saying goodbye to the man at the door, he went back in "to use the bathroom" and doubled back to the table in time to grab the carbon. Upon reading it later, it turned out to be a government issued credit card. So the man worked for the government. If he was paid by the government to head this phony operation, it is still odd that he would leave proof lying around, unless he were guilt ridden and wanted it exposed. However, I cannot see any reason at all why he would be willing to talk about his leadership of NAMBLA in public and then leave proof of his employment if the government were paying him for any other job. He would be tempting a sure job loss, IMHO.  Sooo, he was a government operative in propoganda against the gay community.
And, like I said, NAMBLA dissappeard just about the time that Ray started telling this story all over.
Soo, please spread this story whenever you hear anyone acting like this organization ever truely existed.

White Christmas

So, today David Dust turned me on to

Shadow of My Life

at http://mikeinbama.livejournal.com/

which is this glorious mishmash of everything

Much of which I like

quotations, sexy men, and Other Pictures

(I haven't really done enough O. P. lately, have I?)

So, Happy Holiday Inns to all

And to all a Merry Christmas Season!

(I will talk to you again before the big day.)

Some Proof for the Geshe

According to the July, 2009 Readers Digest "Recent studies show that giving [or being nice to] others releases the hormone oxytocin, a natural joy booster and stress buster.
And check out Debbie Tenzer's website, updated every Monday, at http://www.doonenicething.com/  for ideas of nice things you can do for others.

Swimpixx Mountain

Found the picture of the man on top of the mountain in David Dust.

Who told me that he had found it in Swimpixx,

http://swimpixx.blogspot.com/ .

You know how I feel about mountains.

They're one of my sacred spaces.

But what's he doing on top of the mountain in a swimsuit?

Pleasing the daddies, of course.

The other two pics asked if they could come along, too.

Who was I to say no?

A lot of his daily entries are labeled "Thank God it's sexta."

Sounds good. Anyone want to tell me what it means?

It could become one of my new catch phrases.

A Kismet Christmas

Somehow the music from Kismet has become Christmas music for me, for several years now. If Maverick and I ever have a home stage, it might confuse the audience a bit for a while, but I am sure that if we started doing Kismet every year (with me as the Poet, at least the first few years) they would eventually come to treasure it that way, too.
And, of course, on sad years, I keep coming back to Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
Well, this year's Christmastide has been confused and upsetting at times, and I am all too ready to break out into a tirade like I did when there was this man - black and all dressed in dark colors - walking down the center of the street rather than the sidewalks late last night as Maverick drove us home after a long, long, very full day. I was afraid that we were going to run into him, and it made me so angry for a moment - at him - that I burst out.
Still, taken all in all, it's been a very quiet, content Kismet Christmas.
Hope yours is being the same way or better!!

Hint, hint - Chapter 10

Here Geshe Roach goes into a section where he details what to do nice for other people for what we want to have happen for ourselves.
If I want to get well, or get in shape, or not have an aging body (Foreshadowing!!), then I need to help other people with their health.
Like me, for one example, acting in a little play that helps teach, oh, say, A Hundred children all at once, that it's good for them to excercise and eat right, especially fruit and vegetables. Thank you, Fruit Friends!!
Watch that foreshadowing, it will grow and grow and then break out in about ten chapters into something so exciting and detailed that the Geshe will actually write much longer chapters! (Cue the dum da dum dum music! LOL)

Give and Take - Chapter 9

If, as we decided in chapter 8, we can only get what we give to others, then we have an interesting paradox here.
A. Nice guys finish last. Look out for numero uno. Don't settle for less than  you really want/need or you'll get even less than you're willing to settle for.  (Actually, I do agree with that last sentence.)
Against B. If you want to get anything, you must first give it to someone else. Thus giving other people is the most intelligent thing that you can do and, in fact, the only safe and sure way to be selfish.  So, if you want to get laid, make sure that someone else gets laid and not necessarily by you.
OK, I did try to say both of those things in a fully rounded way, so that you could see the two sides of the coins in both good and bad lighting.
But then, what do we choose to do?
Well, I do try to go with B since A, while it worked a little, never came  up with fully satisfying results for me. B hasn't been working too much better, though maybe a bit, but is more fun and you make more friends.
Whee .... sliding in sideways, rum and coke in one hand, someone else's cock in the other, shouting about what a great ride life has been... to sort of paraphrase something I hope you know well enough to recognize in this form, eh? LOL

Scalia Quote

"Bear in mind that brains and learning, like muscle and physical skill, are articles of commerce. They are bought and sold. You can hire them by the year or by the hour. The only thing in the world not for sale is character." - Antonin Scalia

This is probably the only time you'll find me quoting the honorable Justice Scalia in this blog. Good man, I think, but we disagree on so many things. For example,  he probably doesn't see his argument here as being in favor of legalizing prostitution, as I do.

Almost Overspecializing

Fit Lads In Denim Cutoffs

http://ladsincutoffs.blogspot.com/

This one is almost overspeicalized. There are cutoffs in every picture. But, given the blogger's dedication to that genre, he manages to find some very hot pics. Can't be way too easy with the narrow theme. I know that I often have trouble finding pictures where everyone is smiling and looking like they want to be doing what they're doing, and that shouldn't, IMHO, be as narrow a category as this one.

The First Quotation Entry!

"Sometimes you have to look reality in the eye and deny it." - Garrison Keillor

For three years, ending in 2000, I made or updated a yearly book of quotations, with one chosen per day. I started updating it the next year, but never finished it. I used to print it up and give it as a gift or as one of two gifts. My big sister's mother in law said something one year that I took a bit tackily - I don't think I blame her for that now. She was, after all, an English teacher, a very strict one in a smallish town. - and I feel that that's what made me quit doing it for a while. But, I warned y'all about a week ago that I was going to find it and start printing some of them here. So, here's the first one. Enjoy!

Be Kind, Sister! - Chapter 8

OK, so it's bigger than most towels you get at bath houses, and not white, and just how many of them have sandy/beachy areas. But I have known some wonderful bath houses, so maybe. And it had been a while since I had been to http://formidablesguys.blogspot.com/ .

So, these seeds are planted in our minds by interaction with others, to be more specific about it, they are created and planted by when we do something kind for someone else.  I may not have totally made that point in the last chapter, but the Geshe did, I suppose, if you're reading the book along with this. I hope some of you are.
     Respect other people's bodies and you'll get more respect for your own.
     Allow that other people are sexy, whether or not they really fit your ideal type and you'll be sexier, too.
     Have sex with some older guys in the bath house when you're young enough to be trendy and not only will you have some wonderfully hot times you'll also get more sex in the baths when you are their age.  - OK, so this third point doesn't fit the Geshe's ideas, I'm just throwing it in. We used to call it Bathhouse Karma. Unfortunately, for some of us it only works about getting you the wonderfully hot times when you're young. Since a lot of the youngsters have forgotten this idea, it doesn't seem to work so well on getting you young hotties when you're un homme d'un certain age, or, in some youngster's timeline, when you have noticeable gray hair.
Anyway, it does work the way the Geshe says, I think. Maybe some other ways, too, of course. But, as we will see in a later chapter or three, it does.
Just accept, for now, that "We can only have what we give to others," as Geshe Roach says.

No Cookies, But Variety

I'm working right now with a producer who doesn't know beans about theater. But she is a good promoter and saleslady. She's sold two malls and a bunch of other people on hiring us. (I don't know her fee. I do suspect she's willing to do some for much less than I would charge them.) Still evenings like yesterday's are frustrating. There was a rehearsal called. There was myself and the director showed up on time. There were two other actors who were a good bit late, without getting much chewed on about it because of the weather and the traffic. There was nobody there - neither producer nor stage manager - to let us in the door of the locked rehearsal room. So, we waited 45 minutes and then the director sent everyone on home and cancelled two other rehearsals that were to be this week. And we're going in, woefully unready, for performances on Wednesday and Thursday.
And the whole thing was more frustrating as I had intended to make cookies last night and didn't get back home with enough mental energy to do anything during commercials as I enjoyed good issues of a couple of my favorite TV shows. Argh!!
This is for a theater which is mostly mascot costumes. Sortof like Disney on Ice without the Ice. And without the Disney. LOL It calls itself something about vegetables, but more than half of the mascot costumes are different fruits. So, writing here I'll call them Fruit Friends. lol
However, as I may have mentioned, Variety is one of my favorite things and this morning I chanced upon a blog with such neat, appealing variety in its pictures that it's an entirely different kind of furstration - an appealing one - that it is not in English. Probably Brazilian, which my grade school Spanish doesn't let me really even halfway know what its saying. Gotta work on that, this isn't the first or last one.
De Corpo E Alma
http://villadeameijoas.blogspot.com

David Dust

Found a playful blog
David Dust
http://daviddust.blogspot.com/
I'm a bit short on words tonight. Had a wonderful dinner with friends and am watching the results as, I hope, Annise Parker wins the runoff for Mayor of Houston. (I did volunteer some time for her in one of her campaigns, the one where she won a space on city council for the first time. I am so very, very proud of her. Great lady and I love her a lot. I do remember that before she got on city council and had time for it she was one of the leaders of the preservationists, and I hope they, as well as the gay community do well by her tenure.)

The Seed - Chapter 7

(An answer to the book The Courage to Have It All)

So how do we get these perceptions? How did they get down inside of us so that they could come out of us and tell us what we think about something or what we should be, etc.?
Well, these are things that are imprinted on our memories. Not the kind of memories we consciously remember, in a lot of cases, but our memories nonetheless.
Are we shy about our cocks? Are we ashamed of them? Is this something that we got "infected' with when our fathers wouldn't let us see theirs?
It's a bit more complicated than that. After all, how why did we perceive them as hiding them from  us in the first place?
It was perhaps influenced by a memory that might not have had anything about sex. Or about your father. Or at least not one that had a connection that meant anything to you consciouly.
Maybe you got mad about something. Anything. And that entered that deep memory.

Right at the beginning of the book Geshe Roach is keeping the chapters so short, so simple, so elegantly written that it feels like I am just rewriting them, putting them into a different context that might mean more to you. Later, he will rather suddenly make some chapters about three times as long, complicated and a bit difficult to follow. But right through here, he's making sure that we can grab everything he's saying, or come close to it. So be it, or as we all say, amen.

Asian Guys!!

OK, this is a bit frustrating, and I know I owe you guys a picture some other way, but remember the other day when I found this blog full of handsome, sexy Black guys and said that there wasn't really enough variety in my blog? Well, today I went to look at this oddly named blog suggested to me at Emackinations, Closet Conundrums, http://www.closetconundrums.com/ , and I got lucky! It opens up to this blog actually named We Love Asian Men . How lucky is that! However, the pics of hunky, handsome Simon Tham that I was going to share with you guys wouldn't come through for me,  so you'll just have to head over there to see him. Reminded me maybe a little of Taylor Lautner.

Handsome Black Guys

I love artistic poses.

I'm not real fond of tattoos, personally, but that guy could have tats in my bed anytime.

Y'all know that I love butts. Love beach scenes, too.

And I don't think I have mentioned it, but I do love sarongs, too. Got criticized by some narrow minded gay brothers once for wearing one at the baths. (Why the hell not? No, it does not remind me too much of a skirt, least not a boring one like your towel, anyway.)

And I love Black men as much as I love any other color. And I don't see enough of them on a lot of blogs, including mine. However I did just find a blog named Blacks which specializes in Black men. Yay!

http://bbwphoto.blogspot.com/

As you perceive it - Chapter 6

Look at the next four people you see.
Which ones are sexually attractive?
Which ones aren't?
Wrong!
They all are.
Every one of them would attract someone fiercely. Even the ones that do not turn you on at all.
Still the same them. So the difference is in you.
You saw a lot of eyes before you knew what they were or what they were called. There was a picture of eyes in  your mind before you were taught the word "eyes."
Probably not the same thing with dicks (here I am going to assume that most of my readers are men). Maybe you saw your father's when  you were a baby/toddler. Maybe not. Probably not anyone else's. Your father's attitude towards his dick - actually, whether you saw it or not, IMHO - influenced your own attitude towards  your own dick.
Now, do you think some sexually attractive people have eyes that tickle your balls? Make you want to, um, hug them, or pray for their happiness with their mate?
Do some of  your playmates have handsome cocks that turn you on? Does that make them more sexually attractive to you? (Have you ever put up with someone who doesn't turn you on in any other way, simply because of his cock? I doubt it. IMHO it would have to have something to do with what he does with it, too.)
Same eyes, same cock, might not look the same to someone else. We create a good bit of what we see in them. 
Now look at  yourself.
Check out the mirror. Like your own eyes?
Check out your own package. Sexy to you?
If what we perceive influences what other people (and things) are to us, does what we think about ourselves influence what we are?
Of course, eh?

And, in case you don't like your own body yet, if  you aren't comfortable in it, Body Electric teaches us that if we don't think we're real men, that's BS. We are real. We are men. Therefore, we are Real Men, honey.
The first time I was asked in a BE class what my least favorite part of my own body was, I think that I was honest and said that it was that my cock is really small when it's soft. ( 6.9" hard, by the way, and rather thick. No slouch there.) The next time, that was still around but not so important to me. Then it was the fact that I had a fat roll at the bottom of my ass when I stood up. It was not something that other people had noticed. I could tell by the way I had trouble getting them to understand what I was talking about. The third time, well, finally it wasn't a sexy answer. It was a tie between maybe getting 20/20 vision and having been born with arches in my feet (which I wasn't - flat as a board because of some bones being too long to allow for an arch).
Now, I've always known the whole me is sexy. And that's one reason that I am, me seeing myself that way. One way of saying this is to say that confidence and optimism are sexy.
Perception.

And again the question from the last chapter - How do we perceive God?

Quotations at Gat Twogather

I just found this neat new (to me) blog. I love the way that the blogger combines vintage (or supposedly vintage) photos like this one, with a lot of guys valued for their expressive eyes, and other quite nice photos (including the occaisional wallpaper - hot one about a month ago of a boy and a tiger) with essays - not as many or probably as long winded as mine - And - almost put that in all caps - entries which are only really neat quotations. Happens I love quotations. Once I even put together a calendar with one per day. And updated it every year for a few years, replacing at least 10% of it each time. Even gave it as Christmas presents one year. Guess what  you might be starting to see around here? LOL

Oops, almost forgot to give y'all that benefactors name and address. It's Gaytwogather at http://gaytwogether.typepad.com/

The Image of God

An Answer to Geshe Roach's Fifth Chapter, though addressed to all of us, not him, per se:

1.You know the story of the tower of Babel (Babble), right? How God took offense at his followers trying to get up to where they could physically talk to Him/Her face to face instead of waiting to be summoned? (Illustration from ButtBoys)
2. You've heard how certain religions get all upset when someone tries to make an image of God? Even Christians have the "graven image" prohibition in the First Commandment, and if you don't count pictures of Christ, whom we believe is a third of the Holy Trinity, and pictures of The Holy Spirit as a dove or tongues of fire or maybe some of its other manifestations, we .... well, you don't see many images of God The Parent, do you, now?
3. Also, some religions believe in intercessory prayer through the saints and some don't.  So, some of them get all upset at people looking at a focus of a statue or painting of, say, St. Mary, while asking her to pray for them as praying to graven images or to her, not her Son. And I have said at times, like, "May St. Blaise bless your throat", leaving out the (obvious to me) implied step of blessing it by interceding with God on its behalf.
Sooooo, perhaps all of this is to remind us that we are all made in the image of God. A many sided, Whole (Holy) God, who is, like a diamond, or like our own souls, fully 3D and you could see Him/Her from many angles (almost typoed that as "angels") and they would all be true. Therefore, perhaps the only way God wanted to be portrayed is a human?? That we try to look inside of each other and try to see how fully formed each of us it, trying to appreciate all of the different facets, instead of any other medium, which might (most probably will) only be able to show a limited number of those facets, and might not catch God's "best angle" - or at least not the one/several which would be most helpful to God's children at this particular moment?
And if we can perceive only the parts of God that we want to at the moment - therefore only able to portray those in any art form - perhaps we are not fully perceiving anything else, either? And how does our perception of anything change it? Remember the pencil we talked about earlier.

Land of Gods in the Buff

A couple of nice couples from

Greece, Land of Gods - in the buff

http://greece-landofgods.blogspot.com/

It's pictures and poetry.

Or, if you're in a hurry,

It's pictures.

From Today's Emails

World AIDS Day

I spent many hours in drag shows, first as a male performer and then as a commedienne, many of which I organized or had a hand in organizing.
Maverick is a long time survivor, of over twenty years. He used to head our church's (RMCC) program for people living with AIDS.
It's not that we're totally burned out on it. But, sort of like Hallowe'en, we tend to leave this holiday to other people.
But have the young people been taking the torch. Many of them, yes, with truely flying colors. But, as a generation, I'm not sure. I keep hearing stories about so many young gay people of both sexes not knowing, in this day and age, how the disease is spread. Get on the  ball, people!
Well, yes, I do myself teach young people one Sunday a month, but I haven't been sure what to say to them about sex. So far, I haven't even taught them that beating off is a divinely given gift and that religious people who don't think so are misinterpreting the story of Onan, which is the only place I've found in the Bible where it bothers to address masturbation. So, yeah, I guess you can say I'm not really doing what I want other people to do, but somehow I think that the youngsters they should be teaching are a little older than this?

Doggy Boy Regulations

Just found this on a profile at slave4Master.com. Didn't look like the man in the profile, so I figure that it was one of the ones the guys use to illustrate their dreams and desires, meaning it would be in public domain.... BTW, I am a New Age Leather Master, not as demanding as the Old Guard Leather Master that this slave is dreaming of serving. Which might help to explain why Maverick and I only get one or two playtoys a month from that site.