Tuesday, May 17, 2005

No show

I must say I am a little disappointed. So, nobody is interested in a demonstartion of my 'party trick'?

I thought at least one person would show some mild interest.

I was discussing this with a good friend recently and she had at one point expressed a possible interest in witnessing the feat (for the sake of scientific research perhaps?) . We always said if it came up in conversation (and the locale was right) then maybe it would be interesting.

She has since said she can probably imagine what it'd be like, but I pointed out that this isn't really a substitute. Obviously I am an exhibitionist to a degree but not an out an out one. I am actually rather shy (though I suspect some would refute that).

I'd feel comfortable demonstrating for her as we get on rather well and I don't think it's the sort of thing she'd be particularly bothered about. And life is supposed to be about experiences isn't it?

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Non-believers!

There are a number of people who have expressed their disbelief in the art of auto-fellatio. And it is an art, I can tell you!

There is one way to settle this matter...

I'm not going to post photographic or video proof on here, but...

But, I may be induced to prove it.

Look, seriously if anyone is genuinely interested/intrigued they can contact me. And we'll take it from there.

Enjoy the show!

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

One-track

I was directed to Girl with a one-track mind's blog and boy is it right up my street. By the time I finished reading her description of seeing David Lynch's Mulholland Drive I had such an incredibly hard cock. Which is always good by me.

I hope she realises the effect she is having on this particularly easily aroused individual!

I say easily aroused but its not so much the ease at which I become aroused, but the frequency...

Sometimes, at the end of the day, I think "All I did today was be horny." Not that full-filling really but at the time it's joyous!

Work

I am absolutely knackered.

My dreams continue to be all invasive. My brain is so active at night that when I wake up, I am more tired than when I went to bed!

I didn't even stay up late last night. Sometimes I am up for an awfully long time... Which makes going to bed difficult. But last night I was in bed at a sensible hour.

And then this morning I have no clear recollection of what I was dreaming about, but was yet again met with 'morning glory'. I mean it's good, but when you have to get up and out of bed, its the last thing you need.

I long for the days of full-time education. I had so much time on my hands... I'd often go for a walk in the countryside and find a nice quiet spot where there was nobody around. But now I feel I don't have the time to relax much, which is possibly a good thing. Although it can be frustrating for someone who used to be a two or three-a-day man.

I was once asked at a party about that, and when I said two or three the girl said "A week?" She was a bit surprised, I think, that it was daily. Sometimes I just used to link it all together and have a long session. My record so far is four hours. But Ithink I may have covered that in an earlier entry...

Right, well it's clear I have nothing worth while to write about so I bet clear off and do something productive.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Dream a little dream...

Right I have been pulled up (or is it pulled off?) for not attending to this blog.

I was under the impression no-one read it so I thought I'd leave it to wither and die. But maybe I should breath a little bit of life into it.

I need to stop dreaming.

I am continuously having extremely vivid dreams. And its getting so that I would rather exist in this Dream Reality than in, well, reality.

Last night was a series of bizarre happenings culminating in a whirlwind of light and sound. Like some kind of interspatial party. It was glorious in its unabandened disregard for reality. There was a truely lovely person incorporated into my sleeping creation, making the whole experience even more enjoyable and absorbing. I completely gave myself to the whims of my imagination.

To write in any detail would perhaps be too private, so I shall leave it there. But just to say that I sometimes wish that dreams were reality.

LEt me know if any of you have had slightly risque dreams involving people you know. It'll be enlightenening and entertaining for me in equal measure.