Further Distractions
I started a Tumblr blog. I’m pretty sure Tumblr is a tool of Satan, so it stands to reason that it’s pretty fun.
I started a Tumblr blog. I’m pretty sure Tumblr is a tool of Satan, so it stands to reason that it’s pretty fun.
As I fell into the rhythm of the words, as I savored the way Dickens was planting his signposts for the development of the plot, as I watched him create unforgettable characters in a page or two, I felt a kind of peace. This wasn’t hectic. I wasn’t skittering around here and there. I wasn’t scanning headlines and skimming pages and tweeting links. I was reading.
What I am going to do, is take some time every day to read.
Ebert: The quest for frisson
So it’s the fifth anniversary of Dennis Cooper’s blog, and if you’ve never checked in with the community there, you’re doing yourself a disservice. DC’s got me my first contact with an editor, and my first contact with Rebel Satori Press, who are going to publish Backwoods. I owe them a great deal, but besides that it’s just a fascinating place where I’ve been exposed to a number of strange and wonderful things.
I gave the blog a birthday gift which was posted yesterday (under my alias “bacteriaburger”), you can check it out here.
Mark Simpson, the seriously entertaining writer who coined the term metrosexual and wrote the book on Morrissey (and is – please forgive me – a hot piece of ass), wrote this great analysis of my MM4W Craigslist post:
Now, there’s nothing wrong with a couple of buddies wanting to re-enact the gang-bang, several-outsized-penises-pester-one-pussy porn that is so popular with straight men these days. It doesn’t mean they’re gay. It doesn’t even mean that they’re particularly bisexual. It just means that, like most men, they’re rather keen on cocks.
But the hysterical lengths men still feel they have to go to to refute any of ‘that creepy stuff’ – even as they spitroast or DP an obliging lady together, admiring each other’s sweating, flexing muscles, is a bit sad. If understandable. Because of course, if you’re male and ‘touch one another’, even just once, then you are GAY!!!!! Forever. Whereas if you’re female and touch one another you’re… HOT!!!!!
I appreciate Simpson taking the time to parse the psychological intricacies of horny Craigslist users. One of the advantages of being a porno fiction writer is that I don’t have to analyze the things that give me boner, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy it when somebody else does. There’s so much good writing and linkage on Simpson’s blog that all I can do is encourage you to check it out, however I particularly enjoy his piece (one in a series) about the website Active Duty.
For those who’ve found my site through Simpson’s blog I’m reposting my other Craigslist compilation below, and if I may, would like to direct you to some of the fine, sexually ambiguous & dick-loving characters in my porno stories: try Bradley Gets Fucked or Act Now.
Repost from old blog, 1/23/2009
The GF
…is gone
…exists, so you must be DL
…doesn’t go down anyway
…(it’d be cool if you had one)
…just left me for some dude
…broke up with me 5 months ago
…has been cheating on me with my best friend
…is leaving for a week on family vacation
…left me hard
…is away, plus she can’t suck well anyway
…is not cutting it
…works third shift so I’m S.O.L.
…is coming home soon, so hurry!
…got fucked for 2 hours this morning…BUT…
…wants to get married?
… — I love licking her pussy, so…
Repost from old blog, 2/14/2009
3 Dicks, 1 Pussy
Basketball Studs
Probably the 2 Best Looking Dudes You’ll See on This Site
Not Gay…Not Gay…We Don’t Touch Each Other… [note baby in background]
Father & Son #1
Father & Son #2
Father & Son #3
Means for Us Sex is a Way of Art…
Just 2 Hot Hung Guys
Ready to Fuck
We Are Shaved Fully and Expect the Same
College Student and Teacher
Repost from old blog, 11/21/08

“Really only looking for a nice, long wet rim job”
“I MIGHT TRAVEL IF YOU PROMISE TO EAT MY ASS TILL I PASS OUT”
“Not really looking to get penetrated”
“If you care what I look like, we’re NOT a match”
And presenting the lost love of my life: Rim Guy