So my Craigslist posting to locate a soulmate has been fruitless (no pun intended).
Even though I put a very clear statement upfront that I was looking for a fellow aficionado (i.e someone who is also an anonymous cocksucker) to swap stories & buddy around with, all I attracted were those looking for a "relationship". Presumably their thinking was that I didn't really mean what I said. Well, I did mean it. So after five separate meetings over coffee, I have (temporarily at least) given up. I may pick it up again in a few weeks or months.
In the meantime I'm preoccupied with the Chinese nanny of one of my friends. She's sex starved....and I'm only there to help. Photos of her in few weeks if I can get her to pose. Keeping my ladyfriend out of the know also being a high priority. More on this adventure in another post.
Thoughts on just about everything from (an otherwise quite straight) semi-retired professional and international traveller who has had lifelong fixations on cunnilingus, foreskin and fellatio. Comments from passers-by are most welcome.
Ready for action with HKG
Took this photo with me in it as a mistake when HKG was posing
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Saturday, 14 July 2012
Sometimes the "solitary" aspect of this solitary pursuit gets to me.
So the other day I put a post on Craigslist "Seeking an orally inclined hang-out buddy". I'm not sure if it was the idea of having someone to go on cocksucking expeditions with, or just to have someone to swap stories with, but there is a void I'd like to fill.
So far, I've had only one reply.
We'll meet for coffee & see where it goes.
So the other day I put a post on Craigslist "Seeking an orally inclined hang-out buddy". I'm not sure if it was the idea of having someone to go on cocksucking expeditions with, or just to have someone to swap stories with, but there is a void I'd like to fill.
So far, I've had only one reply.
We'll meet for coffee & see where it goes.
Sunday, 10 June 2012
Nobody talks
I'm not sure if that's what it is - or that they have nothing to tell, but it struck me over the years (in eastern Europe as well as here) that it's very unlikely that you'll get anyone to talk about what they do, where they do it....or even exactly what it is they're looking for.
I recollect an incident about 10 years ago in Moscow here I asked another fellow hanging around the toilets near the Taganskaya Metro (whom I took to be a kindred spirit) whether there were any other good spots in the city. I had already staked out 3 or 4 others (being the ones at the railway stations), but, given my seemingly insatiable appetite, was keen on finding out if there were others. At first he pretended not to understand what I was asking about. My Russian wasn't entirely fluent, but I know that I had been reasonably explicit, so I rephrased it slightly and he replied (eventually) that he didn't know of any other public toilets in the city.
His answer bordered on the preposterous and it struck me as being typical of the replies I get from most other men that I strike up conversations with in similar circumstances. Firstly, they pretend not to know what you're referring to, then they claim not to know of anywhere else - and having listened to everything they do have to say, you're none the wiser.
I've had similar experiences here, twice recently in a heavily wooded area at one of the large public parks where all of us there are either looking to suck or be sucked - I mean there's no other reason to be there - it's not as though you're hanging around there waiting for your wife to finish shopping - or that I look like I might be an undercover cop.
I recollect an incident about 10 years ago in Moscow here I asked another fellow hanging around the toilets near the Taganskaya Metro (whom I took to be a kindred spirit) whether there were any other good spots in the city. I had already staked out 3 or 4 others (being the ones at the railway stations), but, given my seemingly insatiable appetite, was keen on finding out if there were others. At first he pretended not to understand what I was asking about. My Russian wasn't entirely fluent, but I know that I had been reasonably explicit, so I rephrased it slightly and he replied (eventually) that he didn't know of any other public toilets in the city.
His answer bordered on the preposterous and it struck me as being typical of the replies I get from most other men that I strike up conversations with in similar circumstances. Firstly, they pretend not to know what you're referring to, then they claim not to know of anywhere else - and having listened to everything they do have to say, you're none the wiser.
I've had similar experiences here, twice recently in a heavily wooded area at one of the large public parks where all of us there are either looking to suck or be sucked - I mean there's no other reason to be there - it's not as though you're hanging around there waiting for your wife to finish shopping - or that I look like I might be an undercover cop.
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
Care to comment?
Since I started this site I've had tons of page views,.....but absolutely no comments. And from my tour of similar sites, that strikes me as odd. So I'm wondering if anyone would care to comment on the absence of comments?
Sunday, 25 March 2012
Objectum sexuality?
Below is an article by Rod Liddle from today's (U.K.) Sunday Times.
I found it interesting, not only because of the concept of objectum sexuality - and human behaviour never ceases to fascinate me - but also because of its similarity to my own sexual fixation in that I have no sexual attraction to men, other than for cocksucking.
And how often one sees a statue where the penis has obviously been handled by passersby?
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"Some good news for a change: a young lady called Reighner Deleighnie has at last found the man of her dreams. The carer, from London, has fallen for a small marble statue of the god Adonis, and spends every day talking to it and fondling it. She has even given it a new name - Hans. I'm not sure how Greek gods feel about being given German names these days, but there we are."
I found it interesting, not only because of the concept of objectum sexuality - and human behaviour never ceases to fascinate me - but also because of its similarity to my own sexual fixation in that I have no sexual attraction to men, other than for cocksucking.
And how often one sees a statue where the penis has obviously been handled by passersby?
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"Some good news for a change: a young lady called Reighner Deleighnie has at last found the man of her dreams. The carer, from London, has fallen for a small marble statue of the god Adonis, and spends every day talking to it and fondling it. She has even given it a new name - Hans. I'm not sure how Greek gods feel about being given German names these days, but there we are."
"Deleighnie suffers from a condition called objectum sexuality, whereby people, usually women, become romantically attached to objects. Other cases include a Swedish woman who married a fence and a Californian woman who fell for a large tower, married it and is consequently now known as Erika Eiffel. And of course, there's Sally Bercow." *
*for those outside the UK, she is the tall, Labour-supporting wife of John Bercow MP, the short, Conservative Speaker of the House of Commons (he had to give up his party allegiance on becoming Speaker). She is constantly doing things which embarrass her husband, such as being photographed wearing only a sheet and appearing on I'm a celebrity get me out of here.
Friday, 9 March 2012
A matter of taste...."one man's meat is"....& related thoughts
I had a friend whose wife used to service the drivers from the German embassy - and when she was done for the evening, he'd be given the privilege of eating her pussy. For the longest time, I couldn't get my mind around how that could possibly be appealing...and it's difficult to see my own behaviour from anything other than my own vantage point. But somehow I got to thinking about it the other day....and I thought "How's that really much different from what I've been up to over the years?" Really, it isn't.
I think it depends on what your fantasies are - and how horny you are at the time. I can come when sucking someone off (from the adrenalin rush?). However, I think in his case it was also a fantasy of subjugation, which perhaps she enjoyed as well.
I think it depends on what your fantasies are - and how horny you are at the time. I can come when sucking someone off (from the adrenalin rush?). However, I think in his case it was also a fantasy of subjugation, which perhaps she enjoyed as well.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
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