A democracy cannot be both ignorant and free. - Thomas Jefferson
When people fear the government, there is tyranny. When government fears the people, there is liberty. - Thomas Paine
Prisons are built with stones of law, brothels with bricks of religion. - William Blake
The great are great only because we are on our knees. Let us rise! - Max Stirner
Monday 30 June 2008
Sunday 29 June 2008
aerials
Life is a waterfall
We’re one in the river
And one again after the fall
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all….
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Life is a waterfall
We drink from the river
Then we turn around and put up our walls
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all…
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
(System Of A Down)
We’re one in the river
And one again after the fall
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all….
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Life is a waterfall
We drink from the river
Then we turn around and put up our walls
Swimming through the void
We hear the word
We lose ourselves
But we find it all…
Cause we are the ones that want to play
Always want to go
But you never want to stay
And we are the ones that want to choose
Always want to play
But you never want to lose
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
Aerials, in the sky
When you lose small mind
You free your life
Aerials, so up high
When you free your eyes eternal prize
(System Of A Down)
Friday 27 June 2008
intimidade
passa a roupaavesso direito
frente costas
costuras
gola cós
barra
ele vem
abraça-a
faz-lhe cócegas
amarrota tudo
dão risadas
(Líria Porto)
Thursday 26 June 2008
excitação
O que paira no ar
o que não se adivinha
vontade de colar lábios
a lábios
a face
a pescoço
bruma, fábrica de mistério
as coxas
a mão curva
o olhar turvo
mármore de monumento
branco
sem aviso iluminado
tontura
raio
excitação.
o que não se adivinha
vontade de colar lábios
a lábios
a face
a pescoço
bruma, fábrica de mistério
as coxas
a mão curva
o olhar turvo
mármore de monumento
branco
sem aviso iluminado
tontura
raio
excitação.
(Carlos Peres Feio)
Wednesday 25 June 2008
Monday 23 June 2008
underneath
Look at us break our bonds in this kitchen
Look at us rallying all our defenses
Look at us waging war in our bedroom
Look at us jumping ship in our dialogues
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Look at us form our cliques in our sandbox
Look at us micro kids with both our hearts blocked
Look at us turn away from all the rough spots
Look at dictatorship on my own block
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
How I've spun my wheels with carts before my horse
When shine on the outside springs from the root
Spotlight on these seeds of simpler reasons
This core, born into form, starts in our living room
There is no difference in what we're doing in here
That doesn't show up as bigger symptoms out there
So why spend all our time in dressing our bandages
When we've the ultimate key to the cause right here, our underneath
Sunday 22 June 2008
at the beach
"I am a happily married 30 something year old man. Up unitl last year I had never even thought about another man in a sexual way. I love looking at girls and love seeing them in their nude state. We have a nudist beach nearby called sandy bay. I went there one Friday afternoon without my wife knowing to perv at the naked girls on the beach.It was quite and there wasn’t much going on but after walking for an hour or so on the beach in a semi aroused state I needed relief and I found a small enclosed rock area where I thought I could jerk off in private. I took my shorts off and closed my eyes as I started to pull myself off loving the feeling of standing naked in the open.
I got a fright as I heard a noise and saw a man looking at me .Embarrassed I covered with my towel up but didn’t leave for some weird and wonderful reason.
He moved into the rock enclosure next to mine and although I couldn't see him I sensed he was there. I was still rock hard with a throbbing penis that needed relief. I was scared and excited and was wondering what to do when I noticed him step forward slight just so I could see his legs and shorts.
He gently rubbed himself and stepped back again into the rock enclosure next to mine. I couldn't believe it, I was disgusted and excited all at the same time, I wanted to see more. The next time he stepped forward I also stroked myself over my towel.
This went on back and forth a few more times until he stepped out of his enclosure and moved into mine. He stood there in front of me. The excitement was overwhelming, I felt that I should run but I couldn’t. I was scared but amazingly horny too. Before I knew it the man leant forward and grabbed me through my towel on my dong giving two squeezes and then letting go. He smiled at me but said nothing.
The ball was now firmly in my court and I found myself doing the same as he did to me through his shorts. He smiled at me as I had the courage not to let go, I continued to rub his dick over his shorts not caring anymore, excited and horny and wanting more. I let him pull my towel off and he took my rock hard naked cock in his hand.
He pulled me into the enclosure where he had been standing and I watched as he stepped out of his shorts. He was huge, much bigger than me with a beautiful circumcised cock. I moved to him taking him in my hand as he locked into me. We were now standing there in the open air locked into each other jerking each other off. I loved his cock in my hand and loved the feeling of him jerking my huge rock hard hardon off. He kissed my neck and played with my nipples as I came all over his leg, it was awesome. I wanted him to come and loved the feeling of watching him shoot his load as a continued to pull him off. He then just turned and left without saying another word.
I haven’t been able to keep away since and in the last 6 months have been back 5 other times to the beach all ending in happy endings..."
Saturday 21 June 2008
summer morning
I saw dawn creep across the sky,
And all the gulls go flying by.
I saw the sea put on its dress
Of blue midsummer loveliness,
And heard the trees begin to stir
Green arms of pine and juniper.
I heard the wind call out and say:
“Get up, my dear, it is today!”
And all the gulls go flying by.
I saw the sea put on its dress
Of blue midsummer loveliness,
And heard the trees begin to stir
Green arms of pine and juniper.
I heard the wind call out and say:
“Get up, my dear, it is today!”
Thursday 19 June 2008
sim... não...?
Acho tão natural que não se pense
Que me ponho a rir às vezes, sozinho,
Não sei bem de quê, mas é de qualquer cousa
Que tem que ver com haver gente que pensa ...
Que pensará o meu muro da minha sombra?
Pergunto-me às vezes isto até dar por mim
A perguntar-me cousas. . .
E então desagrado-me, e incomodo-me
Como se desse por mim com um pé dormente. . .
Que pensará isto de aquilo?
Nada pensa nada.
Terá a terra consciência das pedras e plantas que tem?
Se ela a tiver, que a tenha...
Que me importa isso a mim?
Se eu pensasse nessas cousas,
Deixaria de ver as árvores e as plantas
E deixava de ver a Terra,
Para ver só os meus pensamentos ...
Entristecia e ficava às escuras.
E assim, sem pensar tenho a Terra e o Céu.
(Alberto Caeiro)
Que me ponho a rir às vezes, sozinho,
Não sei bem de quê, mas é de qualquer cousa
Que tem que ver com haver gente que pensa ...
Que pensará o meu muro da minha sombra?Pergunto-me às vezes isto até dar por mim
A perguntar-me cousas. . .
E então desagrado-me, e incomodo-me
Como se desse por mim com um pé dormente. . .
Que pensará isto de aquilo?
Nada pensa nada.
Terá a terra consciência das pedras e plantas que tem?
Se ela a tiver, que a tenha...
Que me importa isso a mim?
Se eu pensasse nessas cousas,
Deixaria de ver as árvores e as plantas
E deixava de ver a Terra,
Para ver só os meus pensamentos ...
Entristecia e ficava às escuras.
E assim, sem pensar tenho a Terra e o Céu.
(Alberto Caeiro)
Wednesday 18 June 2008
Tuesday 17 June 2008
people...
We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.
(Anais Nin)
There is seldom such a thing as an absolute truth. Everything we see and hear causes us to come to a conclusion about what we have seen or heard based upon our own experiences up to that point.
A magician will deliberately use our way of perceiving things to suggest that something impossible has just taken place, and therefore entertain us.
A man boarded a tube train with three children and sat in the corner seat while the children started playing loudly and running up and down the carriage. After several stops the other passengers were becoming increasingly annoyed and one of them eventually spoke to the man, asking why he didn’t keep his children under control. The man raised his head slowly and looking over to where his children were playing apologised to the other passenger saying he had not really been thinking about the children, he had just come from the hospital were his wife had, after a short illness, died, that morning. The passenger had failed to see things as they were because his own perception had only included the children, not the grieving father.
At work the same thing is true. People will make assumptions about others or about situations based on a perception that has been created in the past and has no relevance to the current situation.
At work the same thing is true. People will make assumptions about others or about situations based on a perception that has been created in the past and has no relevance to the current situation.
Monday 16 June 2008
viva la vida
I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
Missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)
Hear Jerusalem bells a-ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
I know St. Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Sunday 15 June 2008
andava a lua nos céus
Andava a lua nos céus
Com o seu bando de estrelas
Na minha alcova
Ardiam velas
Em candelabros de bronze
Pelo chão em desalinho
Os veludos pareciam
Ondas de sangue e ondas de vinho
Ele, olhava-me cismando;
E eu,
Plácidamente, fumava,
Vendo a lua branca e nua
Que pelos céus caminhava.
Aproximou-se; e em delírio
Procurou avidamente
E avidamente beijou
A minha boca de cravo
Que a beijar se recusou.
Arrastou-me para ele,
E encostado ao meu ombro
Falou-me de um pagem loiro
Que morrera de saudade
À beira-mar, a cantar...
Olhei o céu!
Agora, a lua, fugia,
Entre nuvens que tornavam
A linda noite sombria.
Deram-se as bocas num beijo,
Um beijo nervoso e lento...
O homem cede ao desejo
Como a nuvem cede ao vento
Vinha longe a madrugada.
Por fim,
Largando esse corpo
Que adormecera cansado
E que eu beijara, loucamente,
Sem sentir,
Bebia vinho, perdidamente
Bebia vinha..., até cair.
Com o seu bando de estrelas
Na minha alcova
Ardiam velas
Em candelabros de bronze
Pelo chão em desalinho
Os veludos pareciam
Ondas de sangue e ondas de vinho
Ele, olhava-me cismando;
E eu,
Plácidamente, fumava,
Vendo a lua branca e nua
Que pelos céus caminhava.
Aproximou-se; e em delírio
Procurou avidamente
E avidamente beijou
A minha boca de cravo
Que a beijar se recusou.
Arrastou-me para ele,
E encostado ao meu ombro
Falou-me de um pagem loiro
Que morrera de saudade
À beira-mar, a cantar...
Olhei o céu!
Agora, a lua, fugia,
Entre nuvens que tornavam
A linda noite sombria.
Deram-se as bocas num beijo,
Um beijo nervoso e lento...
O homem cede ao desejo
Como a nuvem cede ao vento
Vinha longe a madrugada.
Por fim,
Largando esse corpo
Que adormecera cansado
E que eu beijara, loucamente,
Sem sentir,
Bebia vinho, perdidamente
Bebia vinha..., até cair.
(António Botto)
anda vem...
Anda vem..., porque te negas,
Carne morena, toda perfume?
Porque te calas,
Porque esmoreces,
Boca vermelha --- rosa de lume?
Se a luz do dia
Te cobre de pejo,
Esperemos a noite presos num beijo.
Dá-me o infinito gozo
De contigo adormecer
Devagarinho, sentindo
O aroma e o calor
Da tua carne, meu amor!
E ouve, mancebo alado:
Entrega-te, sê contente!
--- Nem todo o prazer
Tem vileza ou tem pecado!
Anda, vem!... Dá-me o teu corpo
Em troca dos meus desejos...
Tenho saudades da vida!
Tenho sede dos teus beijos!
Carne morena, toda perfume?
Porque te calas,
Porque esmoreces,
Boca vermelha --- rosa de lume?
Se a luz do dia
Te cobre de pejo,
Esperemos a noite presos num beijo.
Dá-me o infinito gozo
De contigo adormecer
Devagarinho, sentindo
O aroma e o calor
Da tua carne, meu amor!
E ouve, mancebo alado:
Entrega-te, sê contente!
--- Nem todo o prazer
Tem vileza ou tem pecado!
Anda, vem!... Dá-me o teu corpo
Em troca dos meus desejos...
Tenho saudades da vida!
Tenho sede dos teus beijos!
(António Botto)
Friday 13 June 2008
one night stand
Now that I've caught your eye and we've exchanged furtive glances...
Now what?
Now that we've kissed and we've said a few words...
Now what?
Now I've told my friends and worried what they'll think. Now I've closed my mind worried what I think...
Now what?
Now that I've made myself at home and climbed into your bed. Now that I can't be bothered and you just can't...
Now what?
Now that it's morning and I can see you clearly. Now that it's morning and you can see me clearly...
Now what?
Now that you've got what you wanted and you've got your life to lead. It's now what I expected and I think I'd better leave...
Now what?
So now that you've explored me and we've exchanged informal chat ...
Now what?
What happens now?
I leave.
Now what?
Now that we've kissed and we've said a few words...
Now what?
Now I've told my friends and worried what they'll think. Now I've closed my mind worried what I think...
Now what?
Now that I've made myself at home and climbed into your bed. Now that I can't be bothered and you just can't...
Now what?
Now that it's morning and I can see you clearly. Now that it's morning and you can see me clearly...
Now what?
Now that you've got what you wanted and you've got your life to lead. It's now what I expected and I think I'd better leave...
Now what?
So now that you've explored me and we've exchanged informal chat ...
Now what?
What happens now?
I leave.
Thursday 12 June 2008
Wednesday 11 June 2008
any doubts...?
Scientists show 18 reasons why having sex is extremely beneficial for our health:1. Our mental and emotional health balance is clearly influenced by sex. Abstinence is known to cause from anxiety to paranoia and depression… In fact, in case of light depressions, after having sex the brain releases endorphins, that decrease stress, inducing a state of euphoria.
2. Sex can be a beauty treatment. While having sex, a woman’s body doubles the estrogen level, and this makes her hair shine and the skin becomes softer.
3. A 10-year research carried on 1,000 middle-aged men at Queens University in Belfast, Ireland, showed that sex on a regular basis increases the humans’ lifespan. For the same age and health, those who had orgasms more frequently had half the death rate of men who did not have such frequent orgasms. This could be due to the plummeting stress hormones, reaction that installs after we have sex.
4. Sweating while having sex cleanse the skin pores, making the skin brighter and decreasing the risk of developing dermatitis.
5. Sex can make us lose weight. You burn all that fat and carbohydrates from the romantic dinner. Quickies of 20 minutes weekly mean 7 500 calories annually, that’s as much as you consume on 120 km (745 mi) of jogging. A sex session can burn about 200 calories. This is like running 15 minutes on a treadmill!
6. Sex strengthen our muscles. You can imagine the effort made by your muscles through those pushes and flexions. It depends on your stunts in bed, of course. And it’s clearly a lot more fun than running for miles.
7. The more active your sex life is, the more attractive for the opposite sex you are. High sexual activity makes the body release more pheromones, chemicals that attract the opposite sex.
8. Sex sharpens our senses, at least the smell. Following the orgasm, a rise of the hormone prolactin makes the brain’s stem cells form new neurons in the olfactory bulb, boosting a person’s olfactory abilities.
9. Sex is also a pain reliever, ten times more effective than Valium: immediately before orgasm, levels of the hormone oxytocin rise by five times, determining a huge release of endorphins. These chemicals calm pain, from a minor headache to arthritis or migraines, and with no secondary effects. Migraines also disappear because the pressure in the brain’s blood vessels is lowered while we have sex. So now we see that actually, a woman’s headache is rather a good reason for having sex, not against it.
10. Kissing your partner daily means less visits to dentist. Kissing stimulates salivation, which cleanses food left between the teeth and lowers the acidity in the mouth, the main cause of the tooth decay.
11. A good sex session can be a good remedy against stiff nose, being a natural antihistaminic that helps combating asthma and high fever.
12. Having sex regularly drops the cholesterol level, balancing the ratio good cholesterol: bad cholesterol.
13. The hormones released while we have sex helps both men and women; estrogen protects a woman’s heart but on the long term, it can be efficient also against Alzheimer’s disease and osteoporosis while testosterone strengthens the bones and muscles.
14. Sex is not beneficial not only for the heart, but also for the blood circulation, especially in the brain, because of the increased heart rate and deep breathing.
15. The sexual activity lowers the risk of getting colds and the flu. 1-2 intercourses weekly means 30 % higher levels of the antibody immunoglobulin A, that spurs the immune system.
16. Sex leads to a better control of the bladder, by strengthening the pelvis muscles controlling the flow of urine.
17. After orgasm, especially in the evening, we become sleepy. This is the effect of some good sex: it increases sleep quality. Following an orgasm, the body of both males or females becomes completely relaxed, so they may have a good deep sleep.
18. Sex fights cancer! Various researches have shown that a high ejaculation frequency and sexual activity are linked to a lower risk of prostate cancer later in life. A study found out that men who ejaculated 13 to 20 times monthly presented a 14% lower risk of prostate cancer than men who ejaculated on average, between 4 and 7 times monthly for most of their adult life. Those ejaculating over 21 times a month presented a 33% decreased risk of developing prostate cancer than the baseline group.
Tuesday 10 June 2008
sex and the city
- Why did we ever stop drinking these?- Because everyone else started!
- I can't color enough, I would color all day every day If I had my way, I would use every crayon in my box
- We get it! You like to color...
- When Big colors... he rarely stays within the lines.
- The good ones screw you, the bad ones screw you, and the rest don't know how to screw you.
- Well hunny, what have you been eating?
- Everything except Dante's dick.
- My dog ran up on your dick. Deck
- What makes you think something bad is gonna happen?
- Because! Nobody gets everything they want! Look at you, look at Miranda. You're good people and you two both got shafted. I'm so happy and... something bad is going to happen.
- Sweetie, you shit your pants this year. I think you're done.
- Everything except Dante's dick.
- My dog ran up on your dick. Deck
- What makes you think something bad is gonna happen?
- Because! Nobody gets everything they want! Look at you, look at Miranda. You're good people and you two both got shafted. I'm so happy and... something bad is going to happen.
- Sweetie, you shit your pants this year. I think you're done.
feels so good to be back with them!
Monday 9 June 2008
Sunday 8 June 2008
Saturday 7 June 2008
shadow of the day
I close both locks below the window.
I close both blinds and turn away.
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple.
Sometimes goodbye's the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
Pink cards and flowers on your window,
Your friends all plead for you to stay.
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple.
Sometimes goodbye's the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
I close both blinds and turn away.
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple.
Sometimes goodbye's the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
Pink cards and flowers on your window,
Your friends all plead for you to stay.
Sometimes beginnings aren't so simple.
Sometimes goodbye's the only way.
And the sun will set for you,
The sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
linkin park
Thursday 5 June 2008
man in a cage
What does it taketo stand for my pride
in a building of glass
But I'm still throwing stones inside
Man in a cage
A perfect place of perfect isolation
A heart full of pain
A door that leads to desperation
How could I forget we keep on playing different games
And I exit the stage
feeling like a puppet retired from the hands of fate
Why do I hesitate
Why can't I break free
And why do I still believe
this cage was made for you and me
What does it take
to live a life of perfect isolation
And what will remain
on the road to desperation
How could I pretend this life was only made for me
and nobody else
Steppin' in my cage to free me from my chains
Why do I hesitate
Why can't I break free
And why do I still believe
this cage was made for you and me
It's made for you and me
Man in a cage
I'm livin' in my room
Why won't you see that I'm engaged
fouls garden
Wednesday 4 June 2008
he was a virgin
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"Would you like to...?" he said, his voice so faint I had to strain to hear it. He couldn't finish the question and I couldn't answer it with more than a gormless nod. "OK" he said and gestured towards a grey building across the street. Mute, I followed him, watching him bend over to open the master door. His t-shirt pulled out of his trousers, revealing a stripe of tanned skin. We went inside. He stood so close as he pushed the lift button. I longed to bury my face in his armpit, his
groin, just to smell him the way he was after the concert.
As he turned to speak, I couldn't control myself any more. I ran my forefinger over the softness of his bottom lip, and he didn't pull away. His breathing was quickened, his pupils dilated. The confirmation I had sought was clear to see and feel in the combat trousers. I tilted my head and touched my lips to his and as he leaned forward for more, I pulled away, looking him in the eyes again. The shyness was gone. His eyes were pleading, full of naked need. I felt my breath catch in my throat and nodded, I don't know why.
The lift doors opened and I stepped out onto the dark corridor, as I heard the metallic jangle of keys, the creak of an opening door. The gasp of breath as I took his wrists and pushed him against the wall in the dark, kicking the door shut behind us. I ground my erection against his and he let out a moan as I pulled the t shirt over his head, groping for the light so I could really see my prize. So I had been right, he was indeed pierced, with golden hoops shining against the dark skin of his nipples. He didn't have much body hair. He shaved his underarms. There was a faint swirl of dark hair around his navel, and a glory trail leading south.
He stood there, silent, as my eyes roamed all over his body. "Gorgeous,"I murmured, bending my head to tease the nipple with my tongue. His back arched and his eyes closed, his lips parted and moist. I kissed him again and his tongue crept into my mouth and as it touched mine, I thought I was going to come in my pants like a thirteen year old. He pulled me through a doorway, and we collapsed onto the bed together, gasping.
I pulled his flies apart and yanked off his remaining clothes. "Put the light on," I murmured, gazing at the way the shadows fell across his body from the hall light. He leaned back and switched on a bedside lamp, which cast a red glow around the room. His pubic hair was completely shaved, his swollen cock starting to dribble against the skin below his navel. I pulled off my clothes and lay down on top of him , rubbing my hard on over his. Our legs tangled, lips millimeters apart as we ground together, breathing each others breath.
I felt his hand on my waist, pushing me off, onto my back and he rolled on top, touching his lips on mine, teasing me, his fingers scratching lightly against my chest. He pushed my legs apart and knelt between them. I watched, dizzy with lust, as he started to slide his hands up and down his shaft as his eyes roamed all over my body. I could almost feel his gaze brushing over my groin, my stomach, my chest. "Ah Jude," he whispered, "I've been watching you for such a long time. You are beautiful, canim."
"Come here," I pulled him on top of me, and kissed his breath away. The touch of his skin on mine was electric. He tasted salty, and the smell of him was driving me mad. I rolled over him again and slid down his body, dipping my tongue into his navel, trailing it lightly down his dick, then sucking his balls into my mouth, one after the other, bathing the crinkled skin while my finger touched against his entrance. He was dripping now, a string of precum stretching from his tip to the skin below. I paused, licked it off and then took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the hot, hard flesh. He was propped up on his elbows, watching me, his eyes glassy. He muttered something in Turkish and flopped back as I pushed my slick fingers inside his body, opening him up. Boy, he was tight. He was gasping for air now, like a fish out of water, grabbing handfuls of the sheet. When I found the spot I was looking for, his cock jumped in my mouth and oozed some more drops of salty juice, as he let out a groan.
I looked around helplessly, and he knew what I needed. He fumbled in a drawer, his hands shaking as he passed me the lube and a condom. The sight of him spreadeagled in front of me was almost too much. I pulled his arms around my neck, hoisted him so that he was straddling me, my slippery cock pushing at his hole. The moist head of his prick dragged against the skin of my stomach as he lowered himself slowly on to me, his arms wrapped around me, his breath hot in my ear. His arse began to swallow my cock into a hot, tight heaven and I grunted. His legs were trembling and I masturbated him until I was all the way inside, feeling his erection subside slightly. When he looked at me, I saw a tear escaping from the corner of his eye. I kissed it away and held him tight for a moment, stroking the small of his back, parting his lips with my tongue, playing with the nipple rings until he was rock hard again. He began to ride me slowly. A sweat broke out on my back as my sensitivity increased and I resisted the urge to just throw him down
and fuck him hard.
Just as I reached my limit of endurance, I eased him onto his back again, and began to move inside him, varying the angles of penetration until I saw his body jump and his eyes widen. There it was. I picked up the pace. He was whimpering and flogging his dick as my balls started
slapping against his ass. He was close, I could feel the tightening inside, his balls were drawing up and I pushed his hand away and stopped my movement, close to the end myself. "Let me feel you come," I whispered, starting to massage his cock, harder and faster until his back arched and he let out a strangled cry as he pumped out ropes of spunk all over his stomach and chest. I felt every spasm in his ass and a few more thrusts and I was there with him, shivering as I dumped my load deep inside his body. Panting, I pulled out slowly, and pulled off the condom. He was gasping still, and I began to lick the cum off his salty skin. As my body started to glow, I kissed him deeply, letting him taste himself on my tongue.
I clasped his hands in mine and we rolled on our sides, facing each other. His face was flushed, his lips slick with saliva and spunk. Trails of mascara had run down his face with the escaping tears. He had been a virgin, I was almost sure of it. I smudged one of the black lines with my thumb, losing myself in the depths of those dark eyes, remembering the moment when I had recognised him on the stage. "What was that song," I murmured sleepily, " the one you opened with. It was
great."
He smiled and snuggled against my neck. "Cambaz is the title," he said."I don't know the translation. But it's my favourite song. I'll play the CD for you tomorrow, the real one."
I wanted to talk more but sleep overtook me and I fell asleep tangled in Deniz's limbs, feeling his breath against my neck and a deep peace in my soul...
groin, just to smell him the way he was after the concert.
As he turned to speak, I couldn't control myself any more. I ran my forefinger over the softness of his bottom lip, and he didn't pull away. His breathing was quickened, his pupils dilated. The confirmation I had sought was clear to see and feel in the combat trousers. I tilted my head and touched my lips to his and as he leaned forward for more, I pulled away, looking him in the eyes again. The shyness was gone. His eyes were pleading, full of naked need. I felt my breath catch in my throat and nodded, I don't know why.
The lift doors opened and I stepped out onto the dark corridor, as I heard the metallic jangle of keys, the creak of an opening door. The gasp of breath as I took his wrists and pushed him against the wall in the dark, kicking the door shut behind us. I ground my erection against his and he let out a moan as I pulled the t shirt over his head, groping for the light so I could really see my prize. So I had been right, he was indeed pierced, with golden hoops shining against the dark skin of his nipples. He didn't have much body hair. He shaved his underarms. There was a faint swirl of dark hair around his navel, and a glory trail leading south.
He stood there, silent, as my eyes roamed all over his body. "Gorgeous,"I murmured, bending my head to tease the nipple with my tongue. His back arched and his eyes closed, his lips parted and moist. I kissed him again and his tongue crept into my mouth and as it touched mine, I thought I was going to come in my pants like a thirteen year old. He pulled me through a doorway, and we collapsed onto the bed together, gasping.
I pulled his flies apart and yanked off his remaining clothes. "Put the light on," I murmured, gazing at the way the shadows fell across his body from the hall light. He leaned back and switched on a bedside lamp, which cast a red glow around the room. His pubic hair was completely shaved, his swollen cock starting to dribble against the skin below his navel. I pulled off my clothes and lay down on top of him , rubbing my hard on over his. Our legs tangled, lips millimeters apart as we ground together, breathing each others breath.
I felt his hand on my waist, pushing me off, onto my back and he rolled on top, touching his lips on mine, teasing me, his fingers scratching lightly against my chest. He pushed my legs apart and knelt between them. I watched, dizzy with lust, as he started to slide his hands up and down his shaft as his eyes roamed all over my body. I could almost feel his gaze brushing over my groin, my stomach, my chest. "Ah Jude," he whispered, "I've been watching you for such a long time. You are beautiful, canim."
"Come here," I pulled him on top of me, and kissed his breath away. The touch of his skin on mine was electric. He tasted salty, and the smell of him was driving me mad. I rolled over him again and slid down his body, dipping my tongue into his navel, trailing it lightly down his dick, then sucking his balls into my mouth, one after the other, bathing the crinkled skin while my finger touched against his entrance. He was dripping now, a string of precum stretching from his tip to the skin below. I paused, licked it off and then took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the hot, hard flesh. He was propped up on his elbows, watching me, his eyes glassy. He muttered something in Turkish and flopped back as I pushed my slick fingers inside his body, opening him up. Boy, he was tight. He was gasping for air now, like a fish out of water, grabbing handfuls of the sheet. When I found the spot I was looking for, his cock jumped in my mouth and oozed some more drops of salty juice, as he let out a groan.
I looked around helplessly, and he knew what I needed. He fumbled in a drawer, his hands shaking as he passed me the lube and a condom. The sight of him spreadeagled in front of me was almost too much. I pulled his arms around my neck, hoisted him so that he was straddling me, my slippery cock pushing at his hole. The moist head of his prick dragged against the skin of my stomach as he lowered himself slowly on to me, his arms wrapped around me, his breath hot in my ear. His arse began to swallow my cock into a hot, tight heaven and I grunted. His legs were trembling and I masturbated him until I was all the way inside, feeling his erection subside slightly. When he looked at me, I saw a tear escaping from the corner of his eye. I kissed it away and held him tight for a moment, stroking the small of his back, parting his lips with my tongue, playing with the nipple rings until he was rock hard again. He began to ride me slowly. A sweat broke out on my back as my sensitivity increased and I resisted the urge to just throw him down
and fuck him hard.
Just as I reached my limit of endurance, I eased him onto his back again, and began to move inside him, varying the angles of penetration until I saw his body jump and his eyes widen. There it was. I picked up the pace. He was whimpering and flogging his dick as my balls started
slapping against his ass. He was close, I could feel the tightening inside, his balls were drawing up and I pushed his hand away and stopped my movement, close to the end myself. "Let me feel you come," I whispered, starting to massage his cock, harder and faster until his back arched and he let out a strangled cry as he pumped out ropes of spunk all over his stomach and chest. I felt every spasm in his ass and a few more thrusts and I was there with him, shivering as I dumped my load deep inside his body. Panting, I pulled out slowly, and pulled off the condom. He was gasping still, and I began to lick the cum off his salty skin. As my body started to glow, I kissed him deeply, letting him taste himself on my tongue.
I clasped his hands in mine and we rolled on our sides, facing each other. His face was flushed, his lips slick with saliva and spunk. Trails of mascara had run down his face with the escaping tears. He had been a virgin, I was almost sure of it. I smudged one of the black lines with my thumb, losing myself in the depths of those dark eyes, remembering the moment when I had recognised him on the stage. "What was that song," I murmured sleepily, " the one you opened with. It was
great."
He smiled and snuggled against my neck. "Cambaz is the title," he said."I don't know the translation. But it's my favourite song. I'll play the CD for you tomorrow, the real one."
I wanted to talk more but sleep overtook me and I fell asleep tangled in Deniz's limbs, feeling his breath against my neck and a deep peace in my soul...
Monday 2 June 2008
new soul
I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take.
But since I came here,
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake
I'm a young soul
In this very strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout what is true and fake
But why all this hate?
Try to communicate
Finding trust and love is not always easy to make
This is a happy end
'Cause you don't understand
Everything you have done
Why's everything so wrong?
This is a happy end
Come and give me your hand
I'll take you far away
I'm a new soul
I came to this strange world
Hoping I could learn a bit bout how to give and take.
But since I came here,
Felt the joy and the fear
Finding myself making every possible mistake
Yael Naim, New Soul
Sunday 1 June 2008
ironic
An old man turned ninety-eight
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
A little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
He won the lottery and died the next day
It's a black fly in your Chardonnay
It's a death row pardon two minutes too late
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Well isn't this nice..."
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out when
You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up
In your face
A traffic jam when you're already late
A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break
It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
It's meeting the man of my dreams
And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic...dontcha think
A little too ironic...and yeah I really do think...
It's like rain on your wedding day
It's a free ride when you've already paid
It's the good advice that you just didn't take
Who would've thought...it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out
Helping you out
Alanis
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