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Pucker Up
July 20th, 2007The post below got me thinking. About kissing. More than sucking, more than fucking, it’s the essence of man-to-man erotica.

Let’s face it: even most women know - and turn a blind eye to - their men liking a little guy head or tight hole now and then. Often they’re OK with it because it’s proof of the male need for plain old sex without any layers of love or real passion around it. The love is for them, they figure, when he has to get that for himself along with a fuck.
But when men kiss, the rules are out the window. It’s Thunderdome. It means that guys can actually make love to other guys. It means they can probably (gasp!) even wake up in each other’s arms. And women can’t compete with this because, when we kiss, we’re connecting in a place they can never go. We are men loving each other, as powerful and earth-shattering a joining as a Greek myth come to life.

Which is why it’s so damn hot. You can keep the other stuff if you have to - locking lips can do it all by itself for me.
- Jack X (a good kisser, if a few jocks in NJ can be believed)
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