since this site is all about exhibitionism, then why not exhibit some personal emails? it's about expression. i do not feel satisfied expressing this sentiment solely to the girl it is targeted for....so i share it with the lonely few who still wander by the grendel's lair........
"d.-
i think that i'm going to write a book, too.
yes, i feel that there is a certain percentage of the male population that have been overlooked by the self-help relationship fad. a quiet, gifted minority that are wandering about this overgrown wilderness of male/female couplings without a clue of what to due next.
the title....
"What To Do When You Are Way Too Into Her.....
....and other tales of the heartbroken elite."
i must go and figure out my catchy introduction.
.....and, no. i will not be thinking of your warm mouth and nimble tongue bathing my cock in your affection. i won't be thinking of fucking you slow and deep in some dark L.A. dive bar at noon, with the sun blazing and all the misguided loons running about just outside that thick bar room door. i wouldn't put five dollars worth of coins into the juke box so that Tom Waits could serenade us as we fuck and moan to deny the pain, as i slide deeper and deeper into you. getting at your true self...fucking the What Could Have Been, the What Is and the What Is Yet To Come....deep in your insides, scary deep. intimate deep. nice deep. and we wouldn't cum. why make this some cheap celebration of the moment? a quick pop and the maddening fizzle after. i wouldn't do that, i'd be stronger, braver, wiser...more selfish. i'd just keep on fucking your This, There and Then till the sun stopped blazing, till all the loons had eroded away, till my last quarter had played it's last song and there was only my cock buried balls deep in all your potential and an echo of Tom singing us a congratulations.
these are all things that i won't go do on this Sunday afternoon...but i wish i could. i wish i could. and i might yet...for the rumor is that there's a Sunday next week too. could a boy be so lucky?
the best,
m."
....thanks for listening.
aloha, kittens.
"d.-
i think that i'm going to write a book, too.
yes, i feel that there is a certain percentage of the male population that have been overlooked by the self-help relationship fad. a quiet, gifted minority that are wandering about this overgrown wilderness of male/female couplings without a clue of what to due next.
the title....
"What To Do When You Are Way Too Into Her.....
....and other tales of the heartbroken elite."
i must go and figure out my catchy introduction.
.....and, no. i will not be thinking of your warm mouth and nimble tongue bathing my cock in your affection. i won't be thinking of fucking you slow and deep in some dark L.A. dive bar at noon, with the sun blazing and all the misguided loons running about just outside that thick bar room door. i wouldn't put five dollars worth of coins into the juke box so that Tom Waits could serenade us as we fuck and moan to deny the pain, as i slide deeper and deeper into you. getting at your true self...fucking the What Could Have Been, the What Is and the What Is Yet To Come....deep in your insides, scary deep. intimate deep. nice deep. and we wouldn't cum. why make this some cheap celebration of the moment? a quick pop and the maddening fizzle after. i wouldn't do that, i'd be stronger, braver, wiser...more selfish. i'd just keep on fucking your This, There and Then till the sun stopped blazing, till all the loons had eroded away, till my last quarter had played it's last song and there was only my cock buried balls deep in all your potential and an echo of Tom singing us a congratulations.
these are all things that i won't go do on this Sunday afternoon...but i wish i could. i wish i could. and i might yet...for the rumor is that there's a Sunday next week too. could a boy be so lucky?
the best,
m."
....thanks for listening.
aloha, kittens.
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juliana:
Hahahahaa Molly!
neko:
you've always been that low