tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1153350060096141372.post4644124547014106754..comments2023-05-15T02:29:23.612-07:00Comments on Confessions of a Promiscuous Top: Birds and Bushes and Sure Things CoolTophttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03885957454533789762noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1153350060096141372.post-15737987810692910782013-09-26T09:52:34.551-07:002013-09-26T09:52:34.551-07:00I say do it! If I had a nice body like you I would...I say do it! If I had a nice body like you I would probably care less about what I was wearing. I do think I once showed up to fuck someone in midtown or something wearing a flowered shirt and a yellow belt, because that's what I happened to be wearing for a day out on the town when we arranged the hookup online. And I do routinely wear my *orange* corduroy cutoffs to fuck because they somehow showcase my legs. But if I had a hot body I'd wear all kinds of fucked-up stuff just to be that peacock who doesn't give a shit and is just gonna ream your ass! Alas, I am not.CoolTophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03885957454533789762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1153350060096141372.post-82790217715962354782013-09-25T20:55:02.749-07:002013-09-25T20:55:02.749-07:00It does read a little fratboyish...
I edit my war...It does read a little fratboyish...<br /><br />I edit my wardrobe choice for a fuck, too, but dammit, that shit has got to stop.next trick is getting me with pink corduroy cutoffs, paisley print button down and top siders with neon yellow piping! Brucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06670970539093987978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1153350060096141372.post-65525023587992436132013-09-22T08:28:33.393-07:002013-09-22T08:28:33.393-07:00I think most dudes who fuck for sport have the sam...I think most dudes who fuck for sport have the same psychology, Bruce... even though you've had really awesome sex with someone, the lure of the novel is just too great. I find that if I want a really fantastic repeat performance with someone, I have to wait the better part of a year, or at least six months or so. The guy I called Brooklyn's Finest Ass would not have been so fun to fuck again a couple of weeks later, I don't think, as he was a year later.<br /><br />Thanks for the compliment on the pic! I felt like the last one was really just too skanky, especially when I comment on other people's blogs that are maybe not quiiiite so explicitly sexual as this one. It's funny you comment on the shirt; my partner calls it my "douchebag shirt" because it is tragically unhip, but it does somehow accentuate my nonexistent chest and shoulders, so I like to wear it to go fuck dudes. I have a tendency to gravitate towards wacky colors that probably would not appeal to a bottom... so I have this alternative Fucktime Wardrobe that I can slip into for that.CoolTophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03885957454533789762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1153350060096141372.post-70073427500340545202013-09-22T00:13:35.241-07:002013-09-22T00:13:35.241-07:00Funny thing is that I don't "instinctivel...Funny thing is that I don't "instinctively recoil" from the suggestion of another tryst, but I'm totally unaware of being disingenuous by promoting that thought. I'll say "fuck yeah, lets do it again" but my actions are the complete opposite when they message.<br /><br />By the way, love the new pic. For some reason, the way you talk, I'd expect some wildly colorblocked thing with an asymmetrical collar or shoulder seams or something. Instead, you just wear clothes that fit amazingly well that make wanna rip them off you pounce. Well, the latter might be because of the bulge.Brucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06670970539093987978noreply@blogger.com