Happy New Year!

Happy New Year everyone!
May the new year bring us peace, joy, prosperity, health..
and a lot of hot guys!

Party on and enjoy the ball drop!

I Need a Break

I swear, I don't encourage it (well, not usually). And if you asked (and some of you have) I have no idea how I attract them. I am attracted to younger guys as most of you know (aren't we all!). But....

This week, I'm online. It's school break apparently, and all the kiddies are off from school (of course I mean the above legal aged "kiddies" - you know - college dudes - not elementary school kids you freaks!).

I'm really busy at work..of course I have my browser windows open to Manhunt. All of a sudden I get a chat "IM" request...and surprised that it's someone I have never seen before.  See, on MH, usually it's the same old guys, same old pictures.  This guy was 21, and as I found out, home on vacation from college.  He was apparently horny and me, more than willing to comply.


We chatted a little while and he said he didn't have a place to meet, but was willing to hook up at a motel and split the cost. I don't typically do the motel scene. I donno..sleezy? Yea, I guess...but also, you never know who's going to see you going in or coming out.  Also, it just gets so darn expensive popping into motels on a weekly basis.

Anyway, I plan to meet him in a parking lot near the motel because he doesn't want to drive his car and leave it at a motel in his neighborhood.  Totally understandable.  I pull up to his car and unlock my door and he gets in. First thing I notice is that he's a typical college boy..smokes (ugh) earring and a bar in his ear too. If you don't know what that is, it's a straight metal piece - kinda like a bar with a ball on each end - which is pierced into the top of the ear. Cute...
Almost immediately after he gets in my car and we say our hellos, he says "Let's go, huh?" meaning, apparently, I've passed the test.

We get tot he motel - he gives me $20 and I go in and pay. I come out with the key and we head into our room. Nice room, actually..better than some of the hotels I've been at.

I pull down the covers on the bed (I saw the 20/20 that had those covers under a black light..did you see that episode? Gross!) and we begin kissing.  He was a good kisser and was totally cool with making out for 10 minutes or so as we kissed, groped each other, and eventually took off our shirts, and jeans.

This guy was very smooth..boyishly built.not a gym rat for sure.  I find out he has a girlfriend..and "doesn't do this often".

Now I'm not stupid..I know guys can lie..and some probably do. Maybe this kid was lying..well, he was totally into me fucking him..and I did, of course..with a condom...and first we tried doggy style..then flipped to him on his back, then back to doggy..and although he was pretty tight..he never said ouch..never like made it seem like my cock in him was anything..unusual. I told him "you're a trooper..for someone who doesn't do this a lot you sure do take a cock pretty easily."

Anyway, after a while of exhausting ourselves trying to fuck one way, fuckin, then trying again doggy style, we both were pretty shot. I said what the fuck, ripped off the condom and had him lay next to me as I jerked off..holding him close and kissing (love that!).  Then it was his turn.

We both blew pretty big loads..and a fun time was had by all.

Spring Break anyone?

Hump Day: James DL

From New York, this 19 year old college swimmer stands at 5'11", 158 pounds. He definitely looks cute, nice body..just wish we had some more pics of it (his body)! Also wondering about his last name as listed.. "DL"  You think?..ah, fantasies!

A Group Outing?

I go to this gym/sauna wellness place not too far from me.  It's an amazing place..very, very clean, has a small gym to workout, but the real attraction is the myriad of jacuzzi's and steam rooms, sauna's for relaxing. These area's a nude only. When I'm feeling fat, unhealthy or horny..I go there for some relief.

I go there last week, and it's quiet as usual.  Sometimes I find another guy who's nice to talk to.  Others, I get lucky and find someone hot to look at, or maybe jerk-off with.  But that's rare.

In about 30 minutes, in walks a very attractive Asian guy. On closer look, he's more than attractive, and I'm pleasantly surprised to see he's not only got very little body and pubic hair but he's hung like no Asian I've seen. I happen to like Asian guys..most I find pretty attractive. However, I don't want to generalize, but it seems that most Asian's don't like to trim the pubic hair. Must give them some kind of power from Buddha or something.  My impression? Guys, you're wieners are typically puny..shave that thing down as much as possible. Maybe it'll look bigger.

A minute later, in walks an Indian guy.  No, not with a head-dress and a tomahawk kind of Indian, but a guy from India or Indian ancestry.  Now, Indian guys, I don't find attractive..but this guy..again, well groomed, and nice body.

Next, comes a white guy. Very white..no tan. Small penis, but, nicely groomed, and nice body and face.  The three guys apparently know each other, and congregate in the showers, then a jacuzzi, where they're joined by one or two other hot, young guys.

I'm intrigued.  I've had some very close friends from college.  We have been drunk together, seen each other in some sort of undress, like if we were headed to the shower or something, but never, ever would all hang out naked at a sauna. Got me to wondering if these are all gay guys hanging out together for a day of relaxation or straight guys who are secure about their sexuality or just comfortable with their nakedness to be hanging around naked with each other.

In any case, I wish I could be part of their United Nations group.

Christmas Gift

Twas the night before Christmas (eve)

and I was working later than normal

when up popped an email that wasn't very formal.

It was Jonesy, by chance

he wanted to do our dance

Come by in thirty?

then we can get dirty.

So, off I went

I was so hell bent

to see that familiar ass

which is smoother than glass.

When I got there we hit the bed

and he was gracious to give me head

I was so boned up and horny

I may have sounded real corny.

We made out for a long time

till he popped on top of me quicker than a dime

We fucked with him on top

it felt so good, I thought I would pop.

Then he pulled me on top of him

thank god that morning I hit the gym

I pulled his legs up over my shoulder

fucking like that sure is bolder.

I screamed "I'm gonna cum" and pulled out quick

then gobs of white came out of my dick

as he glistened with cum all over his chest

he pulled on his cock till he felt the best.

As he sucked on my dick he started to cum

pumping out shots rhythmically like a drum

Then we both collapsed with all of our might

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good-night!

Something to Unwrap Christmas Morning!

Merry Fucking Christmas!

Want to wish all my readers a Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, and a late, but hearty Hanukkah...or a Joyous whatever you fucking celebrate!

May all our dreams come true!

The Waiting Game

You never know how someone is going to react.  You never can be sure how to approach someone when you're interested in them. Typically, I'm the direct type of guy..this is what I'm looking for, what are you into, check, check, check..OK..wanna meet? 

Some times, you have to convince people to meet. Hey, yea, I know, I'm 47, I could be old, fat, ugly, decrepit..but, take a chance on me and maybe you'll be pleasantly surprised!  Other times, I sit back and don't play so aggressive in the chase.  Often, it's not what you do, but what you don't do that reels them in.

This time, the guy was 22 years old. Nice profile: bi, girlfriend, 5'10", white guy with a swimmer's build.  Says he's in decent shape, but..the pics say otherwise..it looks like he's in perfect shape. Nice lean body, and little body hair. Hey, he's also a bottom. He emails me and says I look hot. "Email me some pics" he says, and I do.  Then...nothing. So, I let things be.  hey, sometimes, the younger guys just aren't into us older guys. Let my line wait in the water for another guppy to swim by and take a nibble.  It's OK, I can take it - I'm a  big boy.

But then, a few days later, there he is..checking me out and emailing me. "You look very hot" he says. "We have a lot in common." There it is..an opening!  We email back and forth a bit..I tell him about myself a little, what I'm into etc. and he shares the same. We do have a lot in common it seems.

"You like to fuck?" he asks
"Yea, fucking's hot..but even hotter when you care about someone." I respond.
"Wow..that's how I feel." he says.
Bait's on baby...nibble, nibble...

Surprisingly he's quite open to meeting...even suggests it for Monday.
"We should meet..get to know each other."
"That would be great" I say.

So, now I wait for a few days until we meet.  I'm actually pretty excited about this guy.  Other than his younger age - he seems pretty together. But that can often change once you meet someone.  It's all about personality..until..it's all about sex. 

I know my pole is ready!

Hump Day: The Boy

Shot in the Dark

The last pictures I took were taken by myself in a mirror.  They didn't come out bad, but I was thinking it was time for a new set of pictures.  I had taken professional pics before too, and while I highly anticipated those, some came out great, while others..not so much.

I'm pretty critical about myself when it comes to pictures. I do have things that I don't like about my body for sure (don't we all) and having someone take them who's a willing participant and I feel comfortable getting naked in front of is hard to find. But, my masseuse had told me a while ago that I needed new pics and that he would be willing to take some if I wanted. So, I took him up on it.

I told him I hope he has some tame outfits that he can have me pose in. I stressed tame because I know he has the un-tame ones.  I've often seen lots of leather in his house, a sling, and assorted whips, handcuffs and hoods. Not my style and if I take a pic with one of those contraptions, I'm liable to attract the wrong crowd.  I was thinking jock straps, underwear and the like. I'm hoping he has some ideas.

Anyway, the shoot will be at his place in a few days. I've begun the pre-shoot preparation. I hit the tanning salon and plan on doing so the next few days.  All I want is nicely tanned clear skin. I tan pretty easy so that shouldn't be too hard.

Actually, the tanning salon when it's so cold out is such a mini-vacation for me.  I hate the cold, hate the New York winter and this year it seems to have come early. Once you lay down in a tanning bed, it's so warm..like laying on a beach. I had tanned before a few years ago, but, I stopped out of fear of skin cancer and the other bad UV light advertisements. But, it can definitely get addicting.

I've also continued my work outs as usual, and plan on cutting a little of my food intake and definitely probably wont be eating too much the day before or the day of the shoot.

We'll see...this shoot is all in anticipation of the new year..I'm hoping some new pics will freshen up my profiles on the assorted man sites and to respond to some CL postings.

It seems like there should be plenty of fish in the sea, if you're fishing with the right bait.

You Go Girl!

Is it just me, or are men being feminized all the time? The feminization of men must end!

You see it all around..on TV, in the movies, on the radio, even in our own homes, men are being asked to be more sensitive, more loving, more..like girls!

Look on TV: You have people like Oprah, Dr. Phil and the like, telling men to get in touch with their emotions, feel the pain, and be more sensitive.  Then shows like Everybody Loves Raymond and movies also promote the feminization of men.  What happened to Al Bundy?  You think he would take directions and be scared of his wife like Raymond is?

I know I am not alone when saying our wives or girlfriends always are asking us to be "more sensitive" to talk and ask us that stupid, annoying question: "what are you thinking?" (I'm thinking of what's the most painful way to dismember you is!).

Whatever happened to the virtue of masculinity? It is long gone in today's culture. Once a man was supposed to be a man, the Marlboro Man, Gunsmoke, John Wayne, Mr. Roper!  They looked like men, talked like a men and they acted like it. Not so anymore. Today, if you want to be an appealing, attractive male, then you had better feminize yourself, and feminize yourself quick!

And this social evolution is happening even in the gay community (oh my!). Today I was listening to a Gay radio station and they were talking about some inane topic.  The host referred to his co-host, both males by the way, as "girl" "Listen girl....there is no way someone wouldn't know you were gay. You couldn't fool anyone."

Is this what we've come to?  Can't a guy be a guy? Isn't that what attracts women to men? Isn't that what attracts a man to another man? I don't want to be with a feminine man.

I could go on and on about this..and wish I had the time.  But I need to get in my car, listen to the Gay radio station, and get home so I can shave my chest, pluck my eyebrows and pick out something nice for my date with a boy.  We're going for Apple Martinis!

Finally! A Great Mind In Our Nation's Capital

Here's another reader's thoughts: 

Greetings BLM!

Since discovering your blog a few weeks ago. I have read almost every entry.  I admire your carefully worded prose.  You must spend a lot of time on it each day.

I was moved to tears by your September entry when you contemplated suicide.  Yes, it does seem bleak at times.   Yes, you made the right decision.  It would be very tough on the kids.

Also, I understand the fears of being outed at the office.  

Also, I know the self–loathing that comes from knowing that my carefully-crafted persona of “Mr. Suburbia Dad”, although  a partial truth,  is not the real me.  The real me is obsessed about the need for m2m contact.   

BUT,  I have found ways to cope.  And that’s what I want to share with you today.

In 2000, when I was 50 years old, I became very frustrated. I had kept “it” under wraps too long.  The kids were almost grown.  My wife was going through menopause and lost interest. I made a decisions to “take charge” of my situation. Since then, I’ve made more decisions, all of which have helped me to survive during those times when I feel the kinds of depressive thoughts that you discuss in your blog.  Here are some decisions (and subsequent actions) that have been useful for me:
 

I made up my mind to be loving to my wife

It’s not her fault that I am attracted to both men and women.  It’s not her fault that I have always been obsessed with sex – and remain that way at age 61.  I married her because she was nice to me and because she smelled nice.  (Both are still true.)  Sex was just fine when we were younger.  And being married made it easy to move ahead in life.  Along the way, she added two more good attributes to her repertoire:  She is a wonderful mother and she earns a lot of money.  I decided that I need to do whatever I can to honor her.  I am committed to take care of her, just as she takes care of me, even though there are times when I get annoyed at her.

I made up my mind that I needed to be the best father that I can be.

Our girls turned out to be quite wonderful, which is not surprising considering their good maternal genes.  During their teen years, I became more involved with them and did what I could do to be SuperDad.  I rearranged my work schedule to be afternoon parent-on-duty.  I did the after-school driving, went to soccer games, waited during band practice, etc.  That time in the car was time well spent.  My relationship with them was strengthened and remains excellent today.

I sought like-minded biMM friends.

When internet arrived, I discovered the Closed Loop yahoo group.  Through it, I learned of lunches for bi married men in Washington.   I gathered up my courage and went.  I found like-minded men, many of whom remain friends today.

Finding the friends was a revelation to me. I’m not athletic and don’t go hunting, so that reduced the chances for making men friends.  I told my wife that I needed buddies and was going to find some.  I used my brother as an example.  He belongs to a hunting camp and goes away with the guys for 2 weeks a year.  In addition, he bowls once a week and goes golfing.  It was awkward at first.  I would say (for example), “My friend and I are going to take a day trip and hike on the Appalachian Trail for the day.  I’ll be home late. “  It was a partial truth.   We really went hiking, and in addition, my friend and I stopped at a cheap motel along the way.

I use yoga as a way to sharpen my mind and tone my body

One of the biMM friends introduced me to yoga.  It helped to heal my neck after surgery.  It helped me to straighten out my inner thoughts and to open my mind to new possibilities.  Yoga class was another place to make new male friends.  A few years ago, men’s naked yoga came on the scene.  It took awhile to work up the self-confidence to be in a room full of naked men, but now I find it to be a liberating experience. 

I made up my mind that men my age are attractive.

Like you, BLM, I am fixated on handsome younger men.  But there are many amazing men in my own age bracket who need and want the same kind of mutual support as I do.  It makes more sense to be with a guy my own age.  At this point, it is crucial for me to have a support group of like-minded men. I have received wonderful psychological support from my biMM friends during recent crises (my wife’s breast cancer, the  severe illness of a daughter, the illness and death of my mother, job loss from downsizing, etc). I rely on  my men friends to make my life more pleasant.  I enjoy phone call, emails, lunches, short coffee breaks after work.  Because of them, I don’t feel so alone anymore.

I sought out a few trustworthy sex partners

My original yoga buddy (who remains a good friend) and I were best buddies and sex partners for about 5 years. Like you and Ross, we no longer have sex, even though we remain friends.  He helped me to become comfortable, and to move on to sexual encounters and massages with a select few trusted men.

I decided to learn to bottom

Like you, BLM, I had a difficult time coming to grips with being a bottom.  It took a good man to bring me around.  He told me that you can’t be a good top if you aren’t willing to be a good bottom.    Once I opened up to him -- and he opened up to me --we were able to develop a wonderful relationship that is very satisfying on multiple levels. He is married, exactly my age, and a fellow yogi with a shared interest in tantric methods.  He is the sensuous lover I’ve always wanted.  We take time to please one another, by making sure that the bottom is in charge, with both of us working together to please one another. There is mutual respect, and deep satisfaction.

Thanks for reading this.  I hadn’t put all of these thoughts together until I started reading your blog. 

And any time you are in DC, there are 2 very limber men who would like to invite you to join us for a 3 way, followed by intense discussions.

Your new friend in DC

Smile! You're On Candid Camera

So, I did it. I went out and got a computer cam. I was looking on all those cam sites and found it intriguing.  Also, most guys didn't want to show their cam to someone without a cam, which is understandable.

In the morning, I waited until everyone was gone for the day, and before I jumped into the shower, I decided to turn on the computer and check out one of the sites.  I log on, and turn on the cam. The roulette of men passes by as I hit next, next...uh..get nexted..lol...its the ultimate in speed dating.

Finally, some cutie and I seem to connect. He looks skinny (not a bad thing - actually, I happen to like skinny) and is in his jeans with the top of his underwear band showing..no shirt. I liked it...I take off my wife-beater and he likes the tan..I'm wearing my boxers (I always wear boxers to sleep) and pull them down as my cock grows harder by the second (or nano-second). He's playing with himself...

I have no time here, I have to get in the shower and get to work. So, I pull my boxers down showing my now rock hard cock. He continues to play with himself and I'm obviously way ahead of schedule. I'm watching him (and watching him watching me).

He pull off his jeans..this guys hot..but, don't think he can keep up with me. I'm ready to bust..and he's only up to his underwear..he's gonna get a show..
It's too late..as I pummel my cock i spurt onto my chest.  The guy is just watching for a few seconds. Gives me a thumbs up and watches me clean up. I give him a wave and he throws me a kiss.

Don't know that I like the cam date. But, it's what guys like me have as a replacement for the real ones.

Hump Day: Viet-Hot

Van Kien is a student from Hanoi, who participated in a Supermodel Contest in Vietnam. Van Kien owns a perfect body. Recently, he placed top 6  and received a Photogenic model award. Unfortunately, the judges said he was too young and had lots of time to prove himself. After the competition, Van Kien returned to Hanoi to continue studying at Colleges of Technology, and continue his modeling activities.

It's a Date!

I'm perusing the web, looking on the usual dead end places. I see a profile that I never saw before. I look at it, and the guy has an incredible body. 28 years old, blond (that's a new one for me) and lives nearby.

When I look at his profile, he can look at his "stalker list" and know that I viewed him.  A few minutes later, I get an email from him saying that I look hot.
So we go back and forth a little, and end up chatting on AIM. Seems like a cool guy, he sends me pics and he's definitely a hottie. Everything's cool, except, he doesn't have a place (and obviously, neither do I). Is that the end? usually that is...but he says that usually that's not the case. His place frees up on occasion. Good enough for me.

"Let's meet", I say
"I don't know. I usually don't do that." he responds
"Don't do what? Say hi? I'm not promising sex or anything."

Eventually, I convince him I'm normal and we meet for coffee.
As I pull up, he calls me and we meet as we're walking to Starbucks. Almost immediately, on sight, I know this guys not my type.  Bleach blond hair, pale white skin..cute I guess..but as we got our coffees, and headed back to my car to chat..I see that he's a bit effeminate.

Oh well...another pen pal...the search continues.

Canary in a Coalmine

I responded to a reader who commented on my blog about my relationship with my wife. I mentioned that maybe, just maybe, if I was kept away from temptation, that perhaps my feelings to be with men would subside. I wonder, because, as I have often said, part of the sex with men thing is availability and in some respects, addiction.

Yes, sometimes I think I'm sexually addicted. Addicted to the internet sex sites...addicted to meeting hot, younger guys and addicted to the constant availability of no-strings sex.  You know what I mean? It's all so accessible..so available.  It's addictive!

Maybe, if I was on an island, far away from any temptations, I wonder if I'd have that desire.  I suppose I would have my thoughts that would remind me of that hot sex I had previously, but, absent that reminder, would I desire being with another man?  I always wondered why the Skipper and Gilligan were so close..

Anyway, I somehow think I'd still have that sexual want. Maybe Ginger wouldn't cut it..MaryAnn too..doubt it.

I'd probably be sneaking off the do one of the Aborigine natives..That bone in the nose is kinda kinky! ;)

Daddy Dearest

Here's a letter I received :

I guess when you write a blog like you do you get a lot a questions, maybe like what I'm going to be asking. I'm married and 44 years old and within the past six months started going online to CL and adam4adam. I don't want to hookup with some out of the closet nsa guy, but someone more my age with a good body that is similar to me, but I've been getting some interest from guys in their mid twenties, I guess a hairy chest and a decent body are in demand in my parts. So far its only been back and forth emails with some picture thrown in for masturbation, and that has been great, did I say that the body of a twentysomething is great to look at and probably great to run my hands all over and rub against. The issue is my concern about meeting these guys face to face. I've be blunt and truthful to them, but I still worry that they might have an infatuation with me, "daddy issues", that may become an issue. Is this just me being naive, or from your experience and those that read your blog, do I need to worry, or just go out there a fuck the shit out of a young guy. A simple answer will do.

Thanks

I can certainly understand your concerns. Who wants some young guy latching onto you..making your every sexual wish, every desire come true day after freakin day - only because he's infatuated with you because your older, more mature "Daddy"?  It gets boring, tedious I'm sure.

Sign me up!

Why would anyone not want that?  Don't we all have likes and dislikes? Who's to say someone isn't with you because you may be heavier..and he's a Bear-liker? Or if you're super skinny and he's a Twink-lover? Hairy? There are guys that love that!.  Uncut? Sure - join the club! There are guys into Bondage, Swinging, Multiples, Trannies, and more!

It's all about attraction and a connection. Whether someone likes you because your a "Daddy" figure shouldn't matter.  You should just feel lucky that someone of that age finds you attractive and you find him attractive.

Here are some of the more bizarre Festishes, courtesy of Listaholic:

While some of the sexual fetishes that exist today are nothing more than just unconventional but harmless sexual practices, there are many that border on the sick, and some are just plain sickening. As far as I’m concerned, these are 10 of the most bizarre sexual fetishes on Earth:

1. Transformation fetish

Strictly speaking, people who have this fetish are sexually aroused by depictions of transformations, usually of people into other beings or objects. I guess that makes Jayna of The Wonder Twins the Jenna Jameson of transformation fetishists.

2. Amputee fetish

I personally have nothing against people who unfortunately lost their limbs for whatever reason, but when a person makes amputees his or her specific object for sexual gratification, it’s just plain bizarre.

3. Hierophilia

People who have this fetish get off on religious or sacred objects. Also known as theophilia. Expect “The Exorcist” to be in the DVD collection of these sacrilegious perverts.

Now here come the really icky ones:

4. Emetophilia

Vomit makes us vomit, right? Well, not people who practice emetophilia. The act of throwing up, especially on a sexual partner, is the biggest of turn-ons for emetophiles. Also called a Roman shower, after the induced vomiting that was supposed to be a staple of those debauched Roman feasts. Again, “The Exorcist” is probably right on top of their must-have DVDs list.

5. Eproctophilia

As far as eproctophiles are concerned, Mel Brooks’ “Blazing Saddles” is their porn. That’s right. These people probably jack off to that infamous and lengthy cowboy farting scene. And since farting gets them horny, cabbage and beans are most certainly a staple on their daily menu.

6. Urophilia

Urophilia fetishists love to pee in public, pee on somebody, or get peed on. Also known as “watersports” and “golden showers”. Now we know what the medical term is for the likes of Kim Kardashian and Ray J.

7. Klismaphilia

Normally, people avoid enemas like the plague. Not for those who practice klismaphilia, a fancy word for those who enjoy getting and administering enemas. Yucky stuff, I know, but look on the bright side: These people have got to have the cleanest anuses in the world.

8. Necrophilia

The sexual attraction to corpses. These sickos just don’t see dead people. They screw them.

9. Coprophilia

This one’s better known as scat. Not the rapid-fire singing style, but the act of, well, deriving sexual gratification from feces. Tell these people to “eat shit” and they will. Barf.

10. Anthropophagolagnia

Rape is a person’s worst nightmare, but falling victim to a sick bastard who enjoys anthropophagolagnia is a fate worse than rape, or even death, for that matter. You see, those who practice anthropophagolagnia rape their victims, then eat them. Serial killer Jeffrey Dahmer is basically the poster boy for these twisted f**ks.

and you thought you had issues!

The New Gay

TheNewGay.net is a forum where gay men, women and transfolk of all backgrounds can share stories, ideas and events in an alternative setting.

They have contacted me to write exclusive content for them. My response? Hey, I'm quitting my day job!

Well, kidding..actually, I don't think I have the time to be a regular writer for another blog. I do work full-time..and that job, believe it or not, is not blogging for Bi Like Me!  But, writing for my blog and my regular job and family, etc. do keep me sufficiently occupied.

When asked about myself, beyond what they already knew from reading my blog...I responded:

I can add that I started the blog as an outlet to vent my pent up emotions.  Not all of those emotions had to do with my sexuality, but, what pushed me over the edge was a break up with a boyfriend of over 2 1/2 years (yes, while I was still married).

That break up left a void in my life - both sexually and emotionally. During our time together, he became my best friend, and one of the few confidants that knew my inner and secretive sexual desires and demons.  When we broke up, I was devastated, with no where and no one to turn to.

As I researched blogging, the setting up of the blog and the learning of some programming language and the like was a distraction.  Then writing the actual posts freed me of some of those inner thoughts.  Then..a follower..a comment..emails.  People were actually reading and commiserating with me.

Now, after almost a year and a half, almost 600 followers, and nearly 1 million total visitors later, I haven't changed my initial reason to blog or basis for writing: to help me deal with what I have billed as "The life and times of a masculine, closeted, bisexual man."

What has changed is that my readers have read my blog and found an outlet too. They are not alone anymore..and thankfully, neither am I.

So, it is possible that TheNewGay.net will post some of my blog entries as "crosspost" entries..  But, I'm not leaving this ship..not yet, not quite..and most likely, not ever.

You can view my post on the New Gay at:

http://thenewgay.net/2010/12/trivia-questions.html