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XIAXUE'S GUIDE TO LIFE



Guide to Emergency Household tips!!

My very own special method of hiding period stains
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Guide to photoshop part II!!

Many of you have requested for this...

More ways to lie and cheat your way to internet chioness!



CHICK VS DICK



Kaykay and Paul are forced to phone their
parents and blabber the most vulgar words!

Watch to find out why!



THE SHAN AND ROZZ SHOW



Shan and Rozz interviews Ris Low, who turns out
to be a bit ding dong!

This episode even made it to The Newpaper (2 pages can?)
and she even strips down to her bikini... You just HAVE to watch it!



NUMBNUTS




Poor boys... Numbnuts indeed - forced to sit naked on ice cubes...

Loser gets pepper sprayed in the face!

Really, you should watch it just coz they suffer so much...




The boys get into a cage fight.

LOSER EATS A FUCKING BALUT!!

That fucking thing is how muthafucking gross!

I gagged like five times watching this.



p/s: You guys need to chill about the promised blog entries ok? I'm gonna write them, but a good entry needs inspiration and time!!
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1) I'm a 40 something year old man. The more I work out, the more sexual I am.

2) I've had about 20 sex partners. One of them was male.

3) I've been married for over 20 years. My wife is really beautiful. In shape and hot. We have a couple of great kids. My family is the love of my life.

4) My one male partner was my cousin when I was 18. He sucked my cock and made me orgasm. I sucked his dick (I liked the feel of it in my mouth), but couldn't make him hard. I must have not been very attractive to him, because he definitely seemed a lot gayer than I was. He wanted to kiss, and I wouldn't.

5) I sometimes fantasize about being with men. My wife's hairdresser.

6) I've always thought my wife was kind of repressed (no toys, no porn, no anal, no masturbation, very very little oral, literally no fantasies at all). As I've gotten older I've come to realize that repressed may not be as accurate as highly selective and desiring to stay in control.

7) Earlier in my marriage I hired prostitutes a few times, and went to a Nevada brothel. I felt I owed myself something for staying in my marriage. I enjoyed at least one of the encounters, whom I felt close to, but generally they seemed wrong for me. Hurried and commercial. I like to feel wanted; this was the opposite. And I felt guilt afterward.

8) About 10 years ago my wife had an affair, having sex with another man in our home while I was away. She tried to break open some of her boundaries e.g. blowjobs and fantasies, but with someone else. When I found out about it I was devastated, but I told her about my forays with commercial sex, and we started to try to rebuild our marriage. I found some peace by rationalizing that humans are just wired to cheat. She is no different from anyone else (from me) It seems like we've been successful at this reconstruction project, but it's more like a second marriage between the same two people.

9) I did hire a prostitute one more time. A secret back at'cha.

10) I like to look at online porn a lot. I sometimes masturbate a lot, but more rarely as I get older. Sometimes I go to a peep show and watch the models masturbate.

11) I have a wild fantasy life. Would love to share my wife, go to an orgy, have shared bisexual experiences. Watch her with another man or woman. To be clear, I'd like to not only talk about, but live out these fantasies.

12) My fantasy life is definitely focused on my wife. But I'm scared to be real about this with her. I do try occasionally to bring up fantasies, but her discomfort seems intense.

13) I lust after pretty much anything female and (even moderately) cute. Pretty much anyone my age or younger. I'm that letchy guy. Oh well.

14) I started masturbating when I was 10. I don't think I made myself come until I was 11. One of the most intense orgasms I can remember having was masturbating in the same room (lights out) as my cousin (see number 4) when we were 12.

15) After I learned how to make myself come I masturbated all the time. I used salad oil for lubricant, and sometimes kept my semen in a small bottle. I was amazed and delighted with the powerful smell of it. A few weeks after I learned how to come my penis was literally swollen around the crown from over-use.

16) I lost my virginity when I was 17, with my beautiful 16 year old ballet dancer girlfriend. I had lied to her, telling her I had more experience than I did. She dumped me a few weeks later, after cheating on me.

17) I fell in love with someone (i.e. they loved me back) when I got to college. She was blonde down to the pudendum, and very smart and passionate. Wore clogs and danced. We fucked all the time. I only found out after about 6 months that she wasn't having orgasms, so I learned how to make her come with my mouth.

18) She cheated on me too. In fact, every woman I've ever been in a relationship with has cheated on me.

19) I like having something in my ass. I totally fantasize about my wife pegging me. She's said no dice.

20) I was in love with a girl for years whom I only kissed once (a good night peck). She married someone else, I married someone else, but I still think about her. Not as much as I used to. Not contacting her is my gift to her and to my wife and family.

21) My wife likes how I fuck her, most of the time. She usually has at least two orgasms, often three. She tells me I have the biggest dick she's ever fucked, I find that hard to believe, as she literally can not count the number of men she's fucked. She told me it was over 40; I overheard her mention to a friend once it was over 60. At the right time of the month she can have 6 or 7 or more orgasms. I think she feels closer to me after her affair.

22) I still don't know how I feel about it (her affair). I do know that ending my marriage would likely result in more misery, poverty and despair for a number of people I care about. And that any other marriage I would start would have its own issues, probably of a very similar nature. And probably be with someone a lot less attractive.

23) One favorite fantasy: tying my wife up and pleasuring her (or not) as I choose. Bringing her almost to orgasm and making her wait.

24) Sometimes I think I'd like to have an affair like she did. (It is disconcerting that one of the most significant events in my sexual history happened without me being present). But when I've gotten close to cheating I've found that I'm not attracted enough to person X to want to endure the spiritual damage of lying to my wife or jeopardizing my family.

25) I love to watch women make themselves come. My wife won't do that for me.
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1. I lost my virginity at 17 years old, to my first proper boyfriend who I dated for two years. First try was an awkward failure, second time with lube was much better.

2. I'm now 20 and have had sex with six boys.

3. I've gotten sexual with three girls.

4. I've taken part in a drug and alcohol fueled orgy with 7 friends. It tested friendships and relationships too much to be worth it.

5. That orgy led to many other group activitys, mmf, mmff, mmmf and mff.

6. Three out of those four I just couldn't wait to be over.

7. I've so far learned that good sex isn't about skill or experience it's all about chemistry. Mad skills are just a bonus.

8. I love giving head, and I get so much self satisfaction out of successfully swallowing. It makes me laugh when boys worry about cumming in my mouth.

9. I have a big fear of losing my "tightness".

10. But, I have let a boy attempt to fist me.

11. That same night I also had my first anal experience.

12. I really miss that boy, I was so comfortable around him and dripping wet a second after his touch.

13. He discovered that I can squirt.

14. It's like a secret challenge I set for all boys now, to see if they can make me squirt.

15. So far, no luck at all. This boy had amazing magical fingers. Too many boys have a bad habit of just wiggling their finger about in a non-specific or effective area.

16. This boy has really set the bar, making my experiences after him all very boring.

17. I'm becoming more and more attracted to 'beef cakes'. Boys that are a lot bigger then me.

18. Mostly because I find it hard to be on top of a guy with legs smaller then me. Physically difficult. It also makes me feel bad about myself.

19. I'm fairly submissive. I don't mind being roughed about a bit. I can't stand politeness when it comes to sex.

20. Saying "I want to do you" and "can we do it" is a MASSIVE turn off for me. I'm not 14 years old. I want to be fucked.

21. I love sex toys! I don't have many myself, but I have a big wish list.

22. I love the idea of nude photography and hope to try it out one day when my body is more toned.

23. I love porn and wish I didn't live at home with my parents so I could watch it more often.

24. Writing this list was harder then I thought it would be.

25. I'm really excited about what kind of list I would be able to write ten or so years from now.
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1) Much of my early sexual education came from books like The Sensuous Woman, Thy Neighbor’s Wife and Hollywood Wives.

2) I lost my virginity shortly after my 21st birthday to a prostitute in a whorehouse a couple hours outside of Las Vegas.

3) I didn’t understand what was happening when I masturbated for the first time; it disturbed me quite a bit, and I felt some guilt. I didn’t expect the semen, and there was a lot of it.

4) I have masturbated regularly more or less ever since.

5) The guilt finally went all the way away in my mid to late twenties. This had a lot to do with my discovery of Henry Miller.

6) I really like women in fun lingerie, probably because I spent so much time looking at lingerie catalogs before I could get porn.

7) I went to my first strip club when I was 18, and have loved them ever since. They are fun treats that I indulge in a few times a year, depending on circumstances.

8) My first butt plug was a little too large and I had the wrong kind of lube. I still enjoyed playing with it, but I soon bought correct lube and eventually wound up with a small collection of butt toys.

9) I enjoy phone sex quite a bit, but I have to be in the right mood. It’s tricky to find the right match to maximize the experience. Like strip clubs, phone sex is a fun treat that I indulge in occasionally.

10) I have masturbated in port-a-potties, an M1A1 battle tank, and in peep show booths.

11) My (now) wife and I had sex for the first time on our third date. Doesn’t everyone?

12) I enjoy getting fucked in the ass with a dildo, butt-plug or fingers. It’s not an everyday activity.

13) Receiving oral sex is one of my favorite things in the world. Lucky for me, my wife enjoys, and is quite good at, giving.

14) My wife and I did have sex in an airport motel room the night of our wedding. Half-drunk as we were, it was great.

15) We were monogamous for the first six years of our relationship, but became polyamorous about a year ago.

16) I tend to define sex to include oral / genital play; it’s an arbitrary definition.

17) I’ve had group sex one time. It was with my wife, her boyfriend (at his birthday party) and two other women that he introduced us to. It was an amazing experience that I hope to repeat. The group of us should have talked about things more in advance, such as STD risks and whatnot, but I have no significant regrets.

18) I sometimes fantasize about playing directly with another man sexually. I’m especially interested in sucking cock. I’m not really interested in making out with another man, and I can’t see myself "dating" one. I comfortably identify as "straight."

19) I’ve come to really enjoy giving spankings, floggings and paddlings.

20) Sometimes, I like to be spanked myself. I like sharp, stingy ones more than deep thuddy ones; I think that’s because I’m a fairly skinny fella.

21) I have a girlfriend who I regularly have sex with in addition to my wife. I typically get laid 3 or 4 times per week.

22) I still enjoy masturbating by myself, but I don’t have time or energy to do it often. I’m lucky to do it once per week.

23) I don’t understand how guys can have sex more than once per day for many days at a time. My cock gets sore from the friction around the second time.

24) I’d like to play with a dominatrix; while I don’t want to be humiliated, I think I would enjoy being told what to do.

25) I really like to watch. I like to watch my partner and me in a mirror when I’m having sex, I like watching strippers, when I was in college, I used to peek out my bedroom window and watch folks in the apartments a block away.
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1. At 30 years old I am technically still a virgin. This comes from a combination of being raised in a religious family, being extremely picky about guys, and living for a long time as an asexual.

2. I first discovered orgasm in third grade while riding a bouncing pony on the playground. I often continued to use this toy to have very happy private moments.

3. I also found that rubbing against something could bring about what I called the "pee feeling" (before I knew the term orgasm). I often masturbated this way as a child.

4. My first love gave me my first orgasm with another person. We were making out in bed and he was rubbing my lower stomach (no where near my genitals). I tried very hard to hold still and hide my pleasure when he made me climax.

5. Later in our relationship he talked me into letting him masturbate me. I had my first orgasm that he knew about on a pile of dirty clothes on his bedroom floor. We often mutually masturbated and he loved watching me "go crazy."

6. We would also often take off our pants and he would rub me with his penis through our underwear. I knew little about sex at this young age and once worried I somehow got pregnant from this activity.

7. I cannot imagine having sex with someone I am not in love with. I could never have sex with a stranger and will probably never have a one night stand.

8. I would, however, love to masturbate with a stranger in a semi-public place.

9. I do enjoy having cybersex and have been told I am very good at talking dirty and getting people off during the act.

10. I fantasize often about being held down or tied up and moaning while I am pumped very hard.

11. I enjoy masturbating and do it almost daily.

12. I love listening to the sound of people orgasming, and especially like timing my own climax to match theirs.

13. I would like to try having a sexual experience with a lesbian or bisexual woman, but am only interested in a relationship with a man.

14. I get turned on very easily and get very, very wet.

15. I think I am very good at orgasming and can come very quickly in a variety of ways.

16. When I am alone I love to moan and scream when I orgasm.

17. My first love also gave me my first experience with oral sex. He said he wanted to try "kissing me down there" and proceded to lick and suck until I orgasmed.

18. Another favorite sexual experience with my first was involved him setting me on the edge of the bed and he sat on the floor while giving me oral sex.

19. With previous boyfriends I have never been interested in giving oral sex and have never given it until the guy orgasms. However now that I am older I often crave doing it and hope to do it on the next guy I date.

20. I often enjoy sex play with a special hairbrush that i reserve for myself. The ridges on the handle feel so good.

21. I can orgasm in a variety of ways, using my clitoris, G-spot, penetration or a combination.

22. I love having my nipples sucked, especially while my clitoris is being rubbed.

23. I would love to have a guy fuck me while another guy is kissing me or sucking my nipples.

24. My favorite position to masturbate in is laying face down. I always use my middle finger to rub myself.

25. When I have a really good orgasm, my ears feel numb and my eyes water.
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1. The first time I ever made out with a girl was during a drunk night in college. She was in all honesty the "ugly one" in her little clique. We were playing pictionary and she leaned over and bit my thigh. We ended up making out in the bathroom, then proceeded to my room. While telling me that she wouldn't fuck me, she ended up naked on top of my fully clothed self while I fingered her. We were subsequently interrupted before things could progress further by my stoned roommate back from a Grateful Dead concert.

2. The second girl I ever made out with was on the night before my college graduation. She had already dated my roommate and one other friend, and eventually had mercy on me. We didn't fuck, but made out deep into the night to the tune of James Brown's "CD of JB, Vol. 1" on repeat. She was petite and chunky and had the most beautiful large, heavy breasts.

3. The girl from #2 and I had one more experience, when she came to visit me that summer. We were hanging out, and out of the blue she disappeared from the room and returned in a green nightie and white thigh-highs. I went down between her luscious thighs and ate her out for what seemed like forever (my first time...). Her head was hanging over the edge of the bed, and after she could take no more, I helped her sit up and jokingly asked "Where have you been?" "In heaven," she responded, "with all the other girls getting their pussy eaten." We subsequently tried to fuck, but I was so nervous and aroused that I ended up never even penetrating her and came while pumping against her pubic hair. I was ashamed and embarrassed, but she was sweet about it. From this experience came my fetish for both eating pussy and thigh highs.

4. I have a fetish for hosiery. When I was just learning the joys of masturbation, I used to steal my mother's hose and use them to masturbate. I have also tried on my wife's hose (not in her presence) and was incredibly turned on and pleasured myself in front of the mirror while wearing them. I have no desire to cross-dress, but the texture of the hosiery quakes me.

5. While I was separated from my wife last year, I had a fling with a girl that I met on the internet. On the second time we ever hung out, we were watching a horror movie at my house and, out of the blue, she leaned over and nibbled my ear. We started kissing and she ended up straddling my lap topless. I nibbled and sucked her breasts for hours while she writhed against me. She eventually lay down on the couch, where I continued attending to her breasts and lips while also tentatively caressing her crotch outside of her pants. I eventually sought out her clit through the fabric and made her come HARD. She had THE most beautiful breasts I have ever seen in person. They were much more lovely and luscious than my wife's.

6. A week or so later (the time frame escapes me), my fling and I consummated our fling at her house (after much email, chat, and telephone flirting). I ate her out extensively after which she gasped "I want you inside me NOW". I was so dead-set on the pussy eating, that I had to get her to masturbate a bit so I could get hard enough to fuck her. Although the foreplay was incredibly hot, the actual sex was underwhelming, as her vocalizing and sex talk was kind of ludicrous and honestly almost made me laugh during the act. She told me I was the best she had ever had.

7. The night before I broke it off with my fling, I had one-way webcam sex with her. We were chatting, and I started touching myself. At first, she could only watch my face, and she got turned on watching my expressions. I eventually focussed the camera on my cock as I masturbated, while she pleasured herself invisibly to me on the other end. She goaded me on by telling me how she wanted to suck my balls and how she wanted me doggy style. I still wonder if she saved the feed and still watches it.

8. The first time I ever went out with my first serious girlfriend (hereafter known as the ex), we had to drive around for hours past her "curfew" because she had let her best friend borrow her car and we couldn't find her. While we were parked in a parking lot, she sucked my cock to orgasm, and I later fingered her to multiple orgasms as we drove around.

9. The first time I ever saw the ex's breasts, I was disappointed. She was a big girl, which usually means big boobs, but hers were uneven and kind of small and weird looking.

10. I lost my virginity with the ex on the floor in the storeroom of the store where I worked when I was 26. Neither of us had any privacy at home, and, as she was a big girl, we didn't have room in my car to fuck. It was too quick and brought no pleasure to either of us.

11. The best sex I ever had with her was at her grandparents house. While they were in the next room watching TV, she straddled me across the arms of an armchair (she was wearing a flowing "hippy" dress) and fucked me silently. We later went to her bedroom and she rode me for five hours. She came so damn many times; I came once at the end. The bed was drenched in sweat when we were done. I had to sneak out the next morning before her grandparents awoke.

12. When the ex and I were living together, we bought a double-headed strap-on dildo so she could fuck me in the ass and fuck herself as well. Even though sex with her wasn't consistently satisfying (as it is with my wife now), we were a lot more adventurous.

13. Not long before we broke up, I dry-fucked the ex in the ass without her permission while we were in bed. She didn't really resist, but she didn't consent or enjoy it, and told me never to do it again afterward.

14. The girl that I had the biggest crush on in high school never, ever entered my sexual fantasies. She was too ideal, in my mind, and although she was absolutely gorgeous, I don't recall ever thinking about any sex acts with her.

15. I have a streak in me that likes to masturbate in public. I have masturbated in a car driving on the interstate, at a local park while alone, and lying on the deck at night outside of a garage apartment I shared with my ex.

16. I once worked with a girl that turned me on so much that I would occasionally masturbate in the bathroom during break time.

17. Athough my wife and I rarely get to have sex anymore, due to her health issues, she absolutely satisfies and turns me on. Even though we both have a very adventurous streak, straight-forward missionary, doggy, and oral sex with her is sumptuous and is by far the norm for us.

18. I always want my partner to achieve orgasm first. There have been many times that I made my lover come repeatedly, then stopped without gaining any physical pleasure for myself.

19. Even though she had gained a lot of weight over the past couple of years and is a brash and coarse woman, I am still very attracted to my sister-in-law, and have fantasized about a threesome with her and my wife.

20. My wife and I attended a party at the home of a married couple that we were friends with. Until the party, we didn't know they were swingers (at least, I didn't). We lingered and lingered and eventually were the only couple left there with them. My wife and the swinger wife went in the bathroom and popped some pills (don't remember what). The husband was so drunk that he was babbling. The idea was proposed that we "swing" with them. I felt so intimidated and was so averse to the idea of sharing my wife (even though I was incredibly turned on by the swinger wife) that I refused. Years later, after separations and some extramarital flings on both sides during the separation time, I wish we'd fucked them.

21. I once fingered my ex to orgasm standing in front of the stage at a concert at a small club. The song was a transcendent love song that we loved to fuck to. I was standing behind her, and I slid my hand down the front of her jeans and tweaked her clit until she shuddered and sagged back against me. The singer saw us doing it, smiled and nodded at us. When the song was over, he reached out and touched our heads and said "Thank you for your enthusiasm." We later fucked surreptitiously in the back seat of my friend's car during the long drive home.

22. I like it when my wife gnaws on me. Not just bites, but GNAWS. Nothing makes me hornier. She has bruised me to the point that blood leeched through the skin, and I fucking love it.

23. I once had a dream that I was showering with a very effeminate gay man that shopped where I worked. We sucked each other off in the dream. I have never before or after had such a dream, that I recall, and I do not find myself attracted to men in the least.

24. My ex and I once skinny-dipped in broad daylight in the above-ground pool at her grandparents' house. She showed me how she masturbated with the stream from the water intake, and I ate her out at poolside. Her grandfather even came out of the house to check on us while we were fucking in the water, but because of the height of the pool and the fence around it, he couldn't see us.

25. My wife likes to be spanked, strangled and restrained when we fuck. It makes me incredibly uncomfortable to do any of these, but it also turns me on immensely. Go figure.
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Doing What I Can For International Relations

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DEATH TO ALL MONSTERS!

So... what do you wanna know?

I see people are speculating on why I closed the comments section.

There were a lot of reasons. There were definitely good things about it. Some of the regular commenters were friendly, sometimes insightful. I liked reading Jinzang's postings, for example and even some of the trolls were at least entertaining.

It was also the free-est Buddhist themed discussion group on the 'net. A guy I know tried to sign up for one of the other on-line Buddhist groups and got the third degree from the owner before he was even allowed to join, let alone post anything (which would have been censored according to the owner's ideas of what was and wasn't "right speech"). And I was letting anybody post anything they wanted.

But I got sick of handing over a free platform to weenies with axes to grind, usually against me. People can say whatever the hell they want. But I didn't see any reason I had to give them space to do it. So now they have to denounce me on their own damned blogs. Or at least over on Aaron's blog where I don't have to look at it (see below). Plus I started seeing lots of things attributed to me that I hadn't said. They were from the comments section! People get confused sometimes...

I've been motorin' away lately on Nishijima Roshi's translation of Nagarjuna's Mulamadhyamikakarika. Lots of folks have asked me about the release date that's been announced on Amazon. I think they have it coming out on November 3rd? Something like that. Well, I'll be amazed if I'm even done with the first round of editing by November 3rd. The publishers have told me it'll be out in Spring.

Lots of things happening in Spring! At least that's the promises I've been hearing. Hardcore Zen is set to come out in German, Polish and Greek editions in Spring. And it's likely I'll be touring in Europe behind those releases. Yay! I'm still waiting to hear word back on where I'll be and when.

My next mainstream book is due out in Autumn of 2010. So far the provisional title is SIN, SEX AND ZEN. New World Library likes the title. So unless I or they come up with something better over the next few months, that title will probably stick. As the title suggests, the book will be about sin and about sex and about Zen. Three topics near and dear to my heart!

I've also started re-working a novel I wrote in the mid-late 90's. At the time it was called DESTROY ALL SPACEMEN. But if I finish it I'm gonna re-title it DEATH TO ALL MONSTERS! (with the exclamation point). It's a novel about an American guy who works in Tokyo for a company that produces Japanese monster films. It turns out one of the movies his company made may or may not contain footage of an actual UFO shot down by the Japanese military near the end of World War II as well as scenes of its living occupant. The film was pulled off of distribution in the 60s and no one's seen a copy since. Our hero, rabid fanboy that he is, just wants to have a peak at the film, which he finds deep in the company vaults. But when he does all hell breaks loose.

The story is a fictionalization of my real life at Tsuburaya Productions. There really is an episode of the giant monster vs. giant superhero TV series Ultra Seven that hasn't been seen since the early 70s. Or at least it wasn't seen between then and circa 1998 when I allowed a copy to be broadcast on the Turner Broadcasting Network in the USA. They showed it at like 4 am one morning as a filler. Management wasn't happy with me about that. The fanboys went nutzo when it came out. So did a lot of very weird "business people" in SE Asia.

The book is also about what life was like in Japan at the time, the people I knew there, the things we did. Nishijima Roshi is even a character. I like the book a lot. But it needs some fixing up before I send it anywhere. I could use someone who's an expert on Japan in WWII if anyone's interested in advising me on a few areas. Particularly the Japanese occupation of Manchuria (so-called "Manchukuo"). Write me at spoozilla@gmail.com.

And speaking of Amazon.com (which we were a while back), could a few of you who actually liked ZEN WRAPPED IN KARMA go over there and put some decent reviews of the thing up? Last I looked the top review was by some weasel who wanted to comment about his uninformed opinions on my marriage. It's interesting that so many people like to natter about the sex stuff in that book. But nobody likes to say anything about the disease and death stuff, which is far more important if you ask me. But who asks me? Nobody! That's who!

OK. Whatever. Come see me in Canada (dates below):

• November 13, 2009 - I will be in Vancouver BC speaking at the local Dharma Punx chapter on November 13th. Details are coming soon. Probably another gig will happen the following day. The gig on the 13th will be a talk and the one on the 14th will likely be several rounds of zazen followed by discussion.

•November 17, 2009 7pm, Victoria, BC Canada, University of Victoria Interfaith Chapel, Lot #6 UVic Ring Road, Tuesday Zen Open House, Zen meditation and Q&A;, contact office@zenwest.ca for more info
They run a beginner’s group each week. 3x15 minute sits with a talk in the second one (just 15 minutes). Afterward there is tea, introductions, and a period of question and response.

• November 19, 2009 7pm, Victoria, BC Canada, University of Victoria Interfaith Chapel, Lot #6 UVic Ring Road, Public talk, contact office@zenwest.ca for more info
This will be my main talk, your standard issue ask the zen guy questions. Books will be for sale. Fun will be had by all.

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BUDDHIST BEACH VOLLEYBALL

Next Saturday, Oct. 31st, 2009, Halloween, we'll not be having our usual zazen at Hill Street Center. Instead a bunch of people from the group are participating in a Buddhist Beach Volleyball Tournament on nearby Santa Monica Beach.

Here is the schedule and other details from the website linked above:

9:30 - 9:50am Sitting meditation
9:50 - 10:30am Mindful Beach Clean Up (bring your own bags if you remember and gloves if you want them)
10:30 - 10:50am Twenty minutes of walking meditation in the sand
10:50 - 11:00am Closing and transitioning to traditional fun at the beach!
11:00 - 12:00 Warming up on the Volleyball court and sharing food!
12:00 - 2:00 THE LA BUDDHIST VOLLEYBALL TOURNAMENT!
2:00 - 4:00 practicing nothing to do... no where to go... unless of course you have somewhere to go.

During the tournament, you can play on the team that is keeping score for victory or defeat, cheer on your team or all the teams, or play some relaxed just for fun volleyball in the other courts.

Where: If you can do Google maps the address is: 14782 Pacific Coast Hwy, Los Angeles, CA, United States. If you are using a map, it is at the intersection of Entrada and the PCH, on the north side of Santa Monica. We will meet out near the life guard station #18.

Parking: There is a small lot right at Entrada & PCH. It is $10 for the day. There is some street parking on Entrada and there is a pedestrian pass under the PCH.


The location is not too far from Hill Street Center. If you think you might want to park at HSC and walk, please contact me at spoozilla@gmail.com and I'll see if I can arrange it (no promises!).

Also those of you in British Columbia don't forget the dates I'll be there in November. They're on the post below this one.

Post your comments to:

http://rebloggingbradwarner.blogspot.com/
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The Westin Copley: 2 Days Ago


Once again, folks. Cum Does Not Absorb In The Anus. How many times do I have to say it? What is wrong with you people? Tee hee. I know. I know. Doctor, take thy own advice. So, uh, this was minutes before I took a pounding (the first of the night), from a visiting DC dude. I'll post pics of his long-ish dick tomorrow. Immediately after the hotel connection, I rushed home to take another beating from a local dude. Well, I'm embellishing. There's only so much "beating" a 5-incher can do.

Just yesterday (Monday), I let the bi guy J (who lives about a 5 minute walk from me) come over and cum on my hole again. You know it's hot when you don't even fuck or suck and you're both really into it. I love it. I really love it. Grinding, caressing, feeling each other's body heat and being safe can be great. Anyway, what is it with me and Italian dudes? Gotta love 'em. Man, he's sexy. Even though he was on my poop list for a minute, there is something about him that draws me. Yeah he's got big balls that shoot massive loads and very thick, strong legs. Yeah he's quasi affectionate and (most importantly) he worships my ass (literally), but I guess the sexiest thing about him is that he's somebody else's problem to deal with. Okay okay. That was bad. I shouldn't say that, especially since I'm not absolutely sure I mean it. Man, karma is going to seriously bite me in the ball sack for knowingly fucking around with somebody else's dude. He said he really wished I could blow him, but a guy gave him chlamydia from a bj once. Damn. I know that one. Chlamydia fucking sucks!

Right after J left, I hooked up with another J from online (probably also Italian). He was the cutest little travel-sized guy. I don't usually hook up with a lot of guys my height or shorter. It's not a prerequisite by any means. It's nice to be taller sometimes. But seriously, this dude was fucking cute: beautiful smile, excellent kisser (!), blond, blue eyes, great body, cute bubblish booty, nipple piercings, a few tatts down the top of his spine starting a few inches below his nape and a fresh uncut dick that was a very nice surprise. You ever see people and think, "hmm, that body part might not exactly be proportionate?" Let's just say I wasn't complaining. In retrospect, I think I really needed to be made love to yesterday. Even after he came and there was sweat everywhere (LOVE that), I just couldn't stop kissing and caressing this dude. His twinkling, grinning eyes did nothing to stop me from holding him either. That and the fact that he found spot #1 out of thousands the first time out of the gate: my neck. You could call me a faggot, spit in my face (both hot) and torch my Valentino jacket (I do own one), but if you just bite my neck afterward, it'll be all good.

Finally, he got me on my back, my legs around him and he entered me that way. You already know why I love this position: It's perfect to make-out in and read each other's expressions. One expression I was clearly reading is that he was going to nutt, like, any nano-second. I wouldn't have had a problem with that honestly, but I did ask him to hold on for a bit longer. He obliged...for another 60 seconds I think. lol. Too cute. Hey, my ass is good. Can't blame the man. I also have a tendency to blow too soon when I top. Which brings me to the whole Cum Not Absorbing thing. You already know where I'm going with this. About 30-40 minutes ago, I was doing the nightly thing. Had just finished flossing and brushing and moved a little air while I was taking a piss. It took me a couple seconds, but I thought, "why does that feel wet back... GOD DAMN IT NOT AGAIN!" lol

To prove that even the most sexual of us crave a night off, I nearly made a posting a few hours ago for a dude to spend the night, kiss and cuddle naked. There's actually one guy who's spent the night here in the new apartment: only one, though. He's a beverage director for one of the high end hotels downtown. No it's not J (yet another Italian). He emailed me Sunday morning around 2a or something saying he wanted to pop over but was a little drunk. I told him I didn't want him driving around in that condition. He was so cute. The email that came back was just "ok." However, I might take him up on that later this week. The only thing? That dude's body hair cuts me to fucking shreds all night long. The 2 times I've hooked with him, his body hair has been in the process of growing back in. Dayum that shit hurts. Still, I can do a lot worse than a human hedgehog. At least, I'm pretty sure that I already have.

Read the October 9th entry, which is the first one to pop up. Totally hot: http://awkwurd.blogspot.com/?zx=719605535b923234
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Wolves in the photographer's clothing

NSFW


Today I was just thinking to myself... Why the hell is it that all these male, "amatuer" photographers all like to photograph these "models" in lingerie or bikini??

If they are so interested in photography, then why don't they shoot other things such as... family portraits, close-up shots of a fly's eyes, a droplet of water dropping into a pool of water etc etc other artsy fartsy nonsense?

WHY GIRLS??

And the most puzzling of all... Why do they like to shoot FLAWED girls??

Ok I know. Firstly, they would of course want to shoot flawless girls if possible, but flawless girls are unlikely to want to be shot by amatuer lechers, plus they are of limited stock.

Secondly, I know even people like Megan Fox have their flaws, but I don't mean like a clubbed thumb...

I mean like... They are trying so hard to ooze sexuality and then it's like they are hideous.

I know I sound fucking elitist or something, but it just seems to me that it's totally silly to allow a girl's armpit fats to ruin an otherwise good piece of photography!

I mean, if you changed the subject from a race queen with terrible black roots to, say, a butterfly or an elderly woman pushing a cart, it just won't be RUINED that way, you get what I mean??

Anyway that's not what I'm gripping about. I'd get back to this later.

I am actually really annoyed with the increment of these "photographers" around, who are actually just wankers wanting to snap a sexy shot for his evening stroke.

Honestly man, if you are a fucking pervert, just fucking admit it instead of parading around with your E05 or whatever and pretending to care about the fucking proper lighting!

Let's see... If we let them choose between shooting a fat tou geh plucking auntie with the most fabulous lighting and equipment... or shooting a nude race queen with a compact camera, which do you think they will pick?

Please leh! The nude of course! You know why? Coz they are fucking wankers!


The whole "models" photography culture is just sick.


If you go to Clubsnap's forum, you will see pages like this.


Girls, whored out by these organisers... Enticing these "photographers" with either lingerie, bikini or sexy fashion shoots... Guess which is the most expensive?


For $100 you can snap snap snap away at a model of your choice while you try to entice her to give even more smothering looks and jut out her ass more.

Then you can go home and wank to the close-up boobage shots, while imagining having a kinky photographer-model relationship with her.


After that, even better still, you can add the "artistic" shots to your portfolio and earn respect as a PHOTOGRAPHER!!!!!!!!


Not.



I don't know what these men are thinking when they snap all these slutty photos, but here's what I think when I see some of them.




"How did she manage to get such a hideous bikini?"




"Invisible mirror squishing monster!! HAHAHA!
Ass distractingly flat."




"MUST... GIVE... SMOTHERING... LOOK... No matter what...."





"Why is she wearing a bra to shower? That doesn't seem to make much sense?

Hard to dry... Imagine all the padding heavy and soaked with water. Urgh!
Must bring the bra home in a plastic bag.
If she got no other bra and wears the bra home
she will look like she is lactating HAHAHAHA!"




"Fine I'd buy you that LV bag now please put your clothes back on."





"AHAHHAHA I REALLY don't think you fit into the S sized top!"




"Surely that beach is not very clean..."




"I open the toilet door and URGHHHH!!!!
What sort of person sits on a toilet bowl with underwear on?
You peeing through it??"




"You are facing the wrong way."




"Is her ass cold on that table?
When she stands up, will the table have ass-shaped steam marks?
Did they photograph that? Coz that would be FUNNEH!!!"





"No."





"Really now... Don't ever wear a thong again."





"The phone must be ringing and she REALLY doesn't want to pick it up.
Ooohh... Label on shoes? How much?"




"My god woman, put your pants back on!
And next time, please wear matching lingerie for christ's fuck sake."





"Her asscrack is entirely too short."



"She is surely not very comfortable..."




"WTF? And honestly, who you trying to bluff with
BOTH bra straps falling down 'accidentally'??"




So anyway... My point is... Do those photos show off great photography skills? Not one bit. They just show how fucking perverse the photographer is.

If you have real talent, why would you try to distract from it with all these sexual vibes?? I don't think anyone is looking at the composition or whatever is important in photography coz everyone's trying to find nipple slips!!


I must, of course, credit the photographer whom I got all these photos from.



Dunno his name but at least he is not a hypocrite - he did go semi-naked himself complete with come-hither eyes.



Check out his photographer 'friends'....












They are buzzing around these car shows like flies on corpses... Gross.


p/s: I have nothing against girls taking such photos. As you all would possibly point out, Kaykay also does such shots. What she does is her business and if it earns her money without hurting anyone, why not?

Hell even I took bikini shots for Maxim before.

My disdain is for the lecherous photographers, not the models. Although, it is still fun to laugh at the ugly models when they do stupid poses.

What? They dare to take then dare to be criticised lah! Nothing wrong what! You all also criticise my Maxim shots - and I totally deserve it. They are horrid to the max.

And of course, these photographers' natural defence will be that I am JEALOUS coz nobody wants to shoot ME.

Yes, yes, I wrote this post coz I am fat and jealous. Because every girl would love a pack of perverse, scary middle-aged uncles photographing them.


p/p/s: Why can't all these men control their penises?!
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VICTORIA, VANCOUVER and NEW PLACE TO COMMENT

• November 13, 2009 - I will be in Vancouver BC speaking at the local Dharma Punx chapter on November 13th. Details are coming soon. Probably another gig will happen the following day. The gig on the 13th will be a talk and the one on the 14th will likely be several rounds of zazen followed by discussion.

•November 17, 2009 7pm, Victoria, BC Canada, University of Victoria Interfaith Chapel, Lot #6 UVic Ring Road, Tuesday Zen Open House, Zen meditation and Q&A, contact office@zenwest.ca for more info
They run a beginner’s group each week. 3x15 minute sits with a talk in the second one (just 15 minutes). Afterwards there is tea, introductions, and a period of question and response. I’ll do a short talk and field questions.

• November 19, 2009 7pm, Victoria, BC Canada, University of Victoria Interfaith Chapel, Lot #6 UVic Ring Road, Public talk, contact office@zenwest.ca for more info
This will be my main talk, your standard issue ask the zen guy questions. Books will be for sale. Fun will be had by all.

And for those of you who wish to comment about this page, Aaron, the infamous troll from the old comments section here known as Gniz, has opened a page. It's here:

http://rebloggingbradwarner.blogspot.com/

I can't think of anyone better to host such a page than one of my comments section's most notorious naysayers! Have fun!!

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Excited!!

Sorry about the lack of blog entries.... Been really busy lately! And tonight is the Nuffnang Asia pacific blog Awards!!

Right now I'm in Mosche (hyatt 5th floor, 67355443) doing my hair for tonight - and blogging on my blackberry!! Muahahaha

Someone asked me what I'm doing on the 24th and I said.... Masturbating with my trophies!!! Ahahahahah!!!

Ok that's a JOKE. Firstly, don't even know if I'll get ONE trophy moreover trophieS.

Secondly, I don't do obscene things like said previous action! I'm all zen and beyond that!! Hehe

But anyway thanks for voting, those who did! Those who didn't, or voted others... Fuck u! What's wrong with u??

Quite excited indeed! Remember to follow my twitter or keep coming back here tonight as I'd be live blogging with the berry!!

Tata!!

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I'm So Narcissistic I'm In An Article About Narcissism And I'm Narcissistically Posting About It!

Yep! Elizabeth Bromstein up in the wilds of Toronto has quoted me in an article about narcissism for NOW! magazine. The link is here:

When Self Love Sucks

She did this interview with me by telephone the day I was writing the posts about conscientious selfishness. So the quote she used has a bit of that notion in there.

I'll try another way to express this: The reason you don't hurt others as a Buddhist is not because you're trying to be a kind, loving, beautiful, spiritual person who would never hurt anyone. It's because you realize that hurting someone else is exactly the same as hurting yourself. This is a much more powerful and much purer motivation.

A person who throws an empty Starbucks cup out of his SUV thinks that there is a difference between littering his SUV and littering the road. He thinks someone else will clean up his mess. A Buddhist doesn't perceive that difference. And he knows that there is no one else "out there" to clean up his mess. No matter where he throws his mess, he knows he will still be the one who cleans it up.

OK. So lately I've been hacking away at the manuscript for the English translation of Nagarjuna's Fundamental Song of the Middle Way and I've come up with some bits from the commentaries that I kind of like. Here they are:

We tend to make the mistake of dividing the function of seeing into two, and imagining that there is a seer who sees things. But this thing we call the seer is actually just the functioning of the sense center as a sense organ. NÃ¥gÃ¥rjuna expresses this by saying that the function of seeing produces one’s own mind. In Buddhist philosophy, consciousness is not an entity in and of itself. Consciousness is produced when the external and internal worlds interact. Therefore the function of seeing is just a simple fact at the present moment and not evidence for the existence of something we can call a “self” which sees. It is impossible, NÃ¥gÃ¥rjuna says, for the function of seeing to look at one’s own mind. We can never see our own eyes, the closest we can come is seeing their reflection in a mirror. In the same way, our mind can’t perceive itself. This is one of the reasons we say a Buddhist student must have a teacher. In the final analysis, the functioning of our senses is just as it is. There is no separate entity behind our sense functions that performs them.

Were it not for our ability to consider things, we could not speak of any ability to see, or for that matter any other sensory ability. The sensory abilities we attribute to ourselves are matters of consideration only. We imagine that we are a thing that somehow owns these abilities. But this concept may be an illusion. Furthermore, our own perceptions cannot be perceived by others. We are fooled by our excellent ability to communicate with one another into believing we are actually conveying such experiences. But this is never really the case.

Even though the function of seeing has limitations, we should never hold it in low esteem. This is because the attitude that esteems things as higher or lower can be called a kind of interpretation. So the fact that someone esteems something as lower might suggest that that person is insisting on some kind of personal view. Master NÃ¥gÃ¥rjuna points this out because many idealistic philosophers of his day really did hold the sense functions in low esteem, as many Indian idealistic philosophers still do today. The fact that we are seeing something and the fact that something is being seen is the fusion of 1) seeing something and 2) something being seen. In Buddhist philosophy, we do not accept the division of the observer and what is observed. The combination of these two is the back and the face of one single undivided fact at the present moment. Still, the action of seeing is real. We see here that Master NÃ¥gÃ¥rjuna’s philosophy does not negate the reality we experience. It is not nihilism.


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More Creamy Frosting

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Post Bday Cum Shot

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DHARMA PUNX TOMORROW & DICKIE PETERSON

I totally forgot to post that I will be speaking at the Dharma Punx/Against The Stream center in Hollywood tomorrow at 11 AM (Sunday October 18, 2009). Tha address is 4300 Melrose (btw Heliotrope and Vermont), Los Angeles, CA 90029. All are welcome, no experience necessary.

I just found out only moments ago that Dickie Peterson, bassist and leader of the legendary heavy metal pioneers BLUE CHEER died on Monday. The official obituary is here. My friend John Battles said there's an obit out there somewhere by the NY Times or someone like that, that references John's own interview with Dickie. That would be worth checking out. John's the consummate Blue Cheer fan and I'm sure it's a great interview.

I first read about Blue Cheer in the dog-eared copy of the 1969 edition of Lillian Roxon's Rock Encyclopedia -- it was the most up-to-date book about rock and roll in the Wadsworth High School library circa 1979 or so (that book was like The Bible to me for a couple years). According to the book Blue Cheer's sound on their first album, Vinecbus Eruptum, was so loud it "turned the air into cottage cheese." I knew I had to find that album! But, alas, at the time it was long out of print.

I finally located a copy at a flea market held at the school's football stadium. The record was so badly warped it looked like a giant pepperoni. You could have eaten cereal out of that thing! Yet amazingly it still played. And, indeed, it was the loudest thing I'd ever heard. Even at low volume that record screamed.

That album was a huge influence on my own musical life. I must have listened to it hundreds of times. Or at least it seemed so.

I never knew Dickie or even got to see the band during their recent reformation, which I've heard was even better than their classic year. Such a shame. Now I never will get to see the mighty Blue Cheer in person and I'm sad.
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Cum Stains In My Jeans

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COMMENTS

I was taking a rare peak into the comments section of this blog the other day. Some commenter said:

"But is [Brad] a Zen teacher? Then he has an obligation to correct ignorant behavior on HIS blog."

Another commenter thought that was so astute, he repeated it. Then someone else summed up my philosophy on this blog very well. He said:

“To my knowledge, this blog has always been just like any other blog, Brad talks about whatever he fancies at the time. Sometimes he talks about Kiss' latest album, sometimes he posts an obituary for someone who affected his life, sometimes he blogs about upcoming book tour dates, and sometimes he even talks about Zen. But he has also made it clear that he believes the net is a totally inappropriate medium for the serious practice of Zen. He has never said that he is trying to establish a community, via the net. He always mentions that he sits zazen on most Saturdays at the Hill Street Center in Santa Monica, and that if you also want to practice, then you are welcome to come along. That is where he teaches, that is where he practices. This blog is NOT his forum for teaching, it is his medium for self-promotion, which as a writer, is absolutely necessary, if he wants to get his name out there. If you want to rant about your own perceptions of who Brad is, go ahead, but wouldn't that time be better spent on the zafu, looking at your own messed up selves, isn't that the whole idea?”

Wow. Someone out there actually gets what I'm doing here. That's so nice.

I've said this before and I'll say it again, I don't keep this blog as a way of teaching Zen. Zen cannot be taught via the Internet or on a blog. Same as you couldn't teach someone how to play basketball via the Internet or on a blog.

Sure you could teach a lot about basketball via the Internet, its history, its major players, statistics, descriptions of playing techniques. You could even put up some helpful videos or give advice to people who emailed questions. But you couldn't really teach basketball that way. You would need to be face-to-face in the same gymnasium. No two ways about it.

People imagine you could teach Zen via the Internet because they imagine that Zen is an intellectual philosophy, they imagine that the words are the philosophy. But they aren't, not anymore than the words in a blog about basketball are the real act of playing basketball.

I don't feel any obligation to correct ignorant behavior on the comments section of this blog. Frankly I just don't care all that much. I'm sorry if that seems callous. But it's true. It's not at all the same as being in a room with someone. Unless you're in a room full of people wearing paper bags over their heads so nobody will recognize them and big plexiglass shields around their bodies so nobody can kick their asses when they say something really hurtful.

I could go in and monitor the comments. But do you know how much time, effort and energy that would take? Shit. I have a life to live. I try to spend as little time each day in front of computers as possible. As a writer and as a guy who books his own speaking gigs I already have to spend a lot of time here. When I'm done at what I absolutely have to do at the computer for the day, believe me, I am done! Plus I deliberately got what has to be the worst Internet connection outside of the Central Congo. It's like the speed of the dial-up you had in 1995 -- with your sister on the other phone refusing to get off. So, no, I'm not gonna spend upwards of 20 minutes per comment to deal with some jack-ass pretending to be my ex-wife or some "Enlightened Being" who feels the need to denounce me.

I'm saying all this because I have now shut down the comments section. If someone wants to establish a forum elsewhere that people can use to comment on what they see here, please do so. I will even post a link to that forum at the end of each article I post. The only rule (for now, at least) would be that you cannot re-post my articles on that forum. And I won't be visiting that forum on anything like a regular basis, if at all.

Interested parties are urged to write me at spoozilla@gmail.com.
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Here's Winking At You, Kid


I've seemingly become quite adept at taking my own ass shots. Just took this one yesterday (Wednesday) morning, while topping an older gentleman. I must say, my hole is kinda cute. No wonder it's getting so much action ;O)

Ch and I exchanged a few texts. Damn, he gets up really early. I got my first text message from him between 8a and 9a. I wasn't up yet. I couldn't even get up for his beautiful dick. Meeting with him later almost happened, but didn't once again. Ch and his even more hung (hunger?) friend Ca were on my side of town around 8p. He said they might stop by and both give me some dick and cum again. Like I said, didn't happen. I wasn't too upset though. Earlier, I reconnected with sexy, closeted J who is bi and lives basically down the street and around the corner from me. I'm pretty sure he lives with his girlfriend. It may have been mentioned here that I've had some issues with him because he's closeted, but he's such a cute Italian and his load is incredible every single fucking time.

We first met with him as my massage client. We never did get together again because he said my prices are too high. Do I need to mention that you get what you pay for? You want a good experience? You've got to pay for it. You want an incredible experience? Well, you're definitely going to pay for that. We've never fucked, though. In fact, he's never let me suck him. He plays it very safe. However, he does LOVE ass and his favorite thing to do is to grind on it, then bust all over it. He's no longer a client. I decided I had no problem playing with him for free. Also, it can't just be me, but it's a huge turn on when a very masculine guy is affectionate, which J is.

Our session was very quick: about 20 minutes max. We settled on the bed facing each other, rubbing each other lightly, nuzzling our faces in each other's neck. His finger found my hole and played around it. He never made the plunge. Most of the session was with me on my stomach or knees and him grinding his dick on my crack. Out of the bedroom, I'm really an alpha male. It's my way or the highway and, admittedly, I'd rather pee on someone (like an alpha dog) than listen to someone gripe. "Oh your cat died? That's nice." And I do believe in the power of intimidation: intimidation through clothing selection (blazers and half windsors all around, please) and the art of the perfectly raised eyebrow (as in, please don't make me have to look at or speak to you. It's too taxing). But note my use of the word "please" in both instances. I'm very polite. In the gay world, we call that being a complete bitch. However, in the bedroom, nothing gets me off quite like being under a guy and being dominated. You know. Domination as in my master does everything I tell him to. That kinda thing.

When J was lying over me whispering in my ear what a great ass I have, he bent his face next to mine and let me feel his full weight on me. Very hot. He also took a few moments to gently kiss my cheeks when he wasn't faux doggy style pounding me with his hands solidly around my waist. By the movement of those hips and the way he kept time, I can tell he'd be a great fuck. Mmm. Thus begins the plot to get that. I loved hearing him tell me how much he wanted to fuck me. So I had to tease. I sucked my finger, reached back and stuck it in my asshole up to the knuckle. Man, you should've heard him. I knew he wasn't going in, which was fine. The ass needs to rest sometimes, so I'm told. Finally, he asked what I wanted him to do and if I wanted him to cum. Of course I said I wanted him to bust his nutt all over my hole. He quickly complied. I loved hearing him moan and sharply suck in breath as he tried not to get too overtaken by his own orgasm. When he settled down, I reached back and felt a massive load directly on my pucker. I was so hot at that point, I took two fingers and fucked his cum into me while he watched.

We got up, I passed him a towel but didn't use one for myself. I just stepped directly back into my jeans with a completely wet ass. There was so much jizz, my hole stayed wet for about 30 minutes. After he left, I went into the bathroom, removed my jeans and snapped a pic of the inside of the seat. The wet stains are clearly visible. I'll post that image tomorrow.

Because I'm such a gentleman, I sent J a follow-up email entitled "Dayum."

You have such an impressive load, J. I just got hard again thinking about it. Thanks for shooting all over my hole, man. I finger fucked myself with your cream. Just so you know, my hole is SUPER clean if you ever want to stick a finger inside.
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When 140 Characters Just Isn't Enough

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So, to fill up this void for the more avid Twitter users, here comes MOBJET.com!!

What IS mobjet.com?

Think of it as a mixture of Twitter + whatever blog engine you are using. Twitter without a word limit, and you can post ANYTHING on it!

I'm really impressed. When they say anything, they REALLY mean anything!

You know how people nowadays are really into using their mobile phones right? Yup. So you take a video of, say, a colourful butterfly that you saw while waiting for the bus. It's gorgeous, fluttering away... And you want to post this on the internet??

Easy - through your mobile phone, send it via email to post@mobjet.com - and it will be posted on your mobjet page!

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If you wish to hear an audio clip on your phone from someone else's jet (this word is used like 'tweet') and your phone only plays a weird format, Mobjet also detects your phone and plays it for you! Sounds really complicated but some geeks out there are handling it, so all you have to do is just email stuff!

Isn't that cool? As far as I know, no other website makes it SO easy for you.


Digressing, I bought new contact lens from this brand called Solotica some time ago and they just arrived! The colour is gorgeous, a very light grey. Basically everyone has been asking me to snap pictures of me wearing them, so I put on some make up and snapped shots on my webcam!!

Since I wanted to also test out Mobjet, I posted all these photos on my mobjet stream!


Here's how my page looks like now!


Neat isn't it? All I did was to post a series of photos as attachments in the same email (sent to post@mobjet.com), and they get sent as a mini photo album!

When you click on the post, here's what happens:




Getting carpal tunnel from all the clicking? You can select it to play as a slideshow.

Took a vertical photo and now it looks stupid on the internet? Rotate it!

Want to see my face in its full glory? Expand to full screen!



What I love most about Mobjet is the ability to upload MUSIC!

Or rather, I guess audio files.

I uploaded a song, and it is not only very fast and easy to do so, it is also easy to play it back... Plus they allow embedding and downloading too! Click here to hear it!


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Shan and Rozz from 98.7 FM will be hosting the event and I will be there too! I heard the hosts are supposed to grill me on stage. Gah!!

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And don't say I'm not letting you have a chance to win goodies!!


MOBJET IS GIVING AWAY $10,000!!!



To win, all you have to do is to be a fan of the Mobject Facebook page, register, and GET MOBS (Followers) to follow you!!

The person who gets the most number of Unique followers win the top prize of $6,000, so it's best to start EARLY, ie NOW!

Ahem. I'm also participating in the contest so do follow me too!! MUAHAHA!! My link is HERE!!


Post salacious stuff and people will follow you - so good luck!



p/s: I shall allow soliciting of followers in the comments so feel free to link to your mobjet page and ask people to follow you!


p/p/s: Your username will automatically be your email address, so mine is "Xiaxue" coz my email is "Xiaxue@gmail.com".