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Mean
February 25th, 2008You may think me old-fashioned but there’s something sexy and terrifying and hot about the mean men. You know the type - verbally abusive, superficially straight, nasty as all hell. It’s a rape fantasy, basically, and I think we mostly harbor one or more.
It frees us. It releases us from the responsibility of being gay. We’re taken, there’s no choice, and the stud in charge takes full charge, which is no small thing. They barrel through, calling you every name in the book. You’re guilty of nothing - hence, the fantasy of rape. Is it PC? No. But it triggers a vital element in every gay man. Do I want to be beaten up? Nope. But I do want to be conquered and I think most gay man want the same.
- Jack X
What Makes a Man
February 22nd, 2008Eating ass. I guess it’s because I equate it with eating pussy but there’s something really raw and masculine about a man who chows down on a hot ass. He’s preparing for his entry, he’s lubing up the chute, he’s getting ready to do what a real man does - fuck, and fuck hard.
Now, that’s not to say that it isn’t nearly as hot to see a stud with a dick in his mouth. All kinds of sexual primers come into play whenever we watch gay sex, and most of it has to do with exactly who is doing the sucking and eating the ass. The most important thing is, he’s got to be the man of our dreams. If he’s that studly, he can chow down on cum and not lose one iota of his maleness. Yet…I still am always drawn to the rimmer. I like the control he shows and I like how he’s pursuing a tunnel.
- Jack X
Flaws
February 21st, 2008Of course, we go after the hottest bodies. We jerk off to them, we fantasize about them. The tight abs, the bubble asses, etc., etc.
But I’m good with flaws. There’s a very sexy quality to men who are OK but not perfect. No, I don’t want a big bellied bear. But a little extra meat on a man is fine. It reveals a humanity, the eroticism of imperfection. Muscles get me going, big time. I love to worship them. Still, I like the guy better who’s at home in his bod, who’s not out to draw crowds. Sexiness is always between the ears, anyway, and few of us are super-buffed. A little excess weight is fine if the dude carries it with confidence and knows how to use his tool. He’s more real, and we’re not after Ken dolls, are we?
- Jack X
Sweat
February 20th, 2008Is it a fetish to get turned on by armpits? If it is, I’m guilty. Once I hooked up with a body builder and I so wanted to worship the hair under his arms. Unfortunately, he had piled on deodorant and I found myself tasting aluminum clorhydrate. Not tasty. Not hot. It was sickening.
I like guys who like their pits paid attention to. For one thing, it raises their guns - they flex in the process and that doesn’t hurt. More than that, though, is how I love that deep musky smell. It’s the essence of a man, as much as his balls. I know it’s bacteria and such. I don’t care. I love to inhale that sweat. And what really astounds me is how so many guys get off on having their pits loved. Again, it seems to get to them as much as a hot blow job. Which makes them all the more manly to me, and which sends me over the edge every time.
- Jack X
The Road
February 19th, 2008I made a really bad mistake some years ago. I was horny. I was in Florida. I cruised South Dixie and picked up a hustler. He was hot as fuck and just as dangerous. Long story short: the bastard stole my car and nearly ran it into a school bus. Thank God the cops saved the day, although I suffered some humiliation in the process.
But I couldn’t get past that sexual fire of men on the street. I still can’t. Truckers, hitchhikers - hot as all hell. You may not even be feeling frisky but then you see that stud on the sidewalk, thumb out, shirt off, packages bulging in dirty jeans. It’s dirty and nasty and a huge turn-on. It’s too bad that times have changed and a lot of these guys are truly hustling and looking for drugs. In better days, they were just after a few bucks and a blow job.
So now I’m getting nostalgic. I’ll bet they’re still out there, those dudes, cruising Dixie, sweaty and muscled and hung. Well, maybe some day. Only, next time, I’m keeping the keys safe.
- Jack X











