pink in black and white

my hands stink like my cock, chemicals and blood
passing the time, one stroke after another

my lovers won't take me
too dirty
my lovers won't fuck me
too bloody
my lovers won't call me
my name changes daily

So I love myself
dirty and bloody, calling my own name

I come undone from my bedding
and walk to the bathroom
to wash the blood from my
dirty stinking hands

cheap sex store fucking,
I'm the best lay I've had all month

Two girls dildoing (sp?)

Sure, it’s a verb…
I’m slowly learning to wean myself off of grammatically challenged, free, straight pornography. But, it’s going to be a long up hill journey on a slippery slope. The catalyst for this life altering decision was walking in on my housemate and his not-boyfriend watching kinky bear porn the other day and realized that my world of porn is so limited. I had never watched queer men suck each other off, especially big fuzzy bear men. I was living under a shaved, bleached, silicone rock.

While living in a world of xvid and rtube helps ones alleviate frustrations in a quick point and click, I can’t help but feel that it’s the fast food of the porn industry. Cheap, tasty, but you want to fuck yourself again in about 5 minutes… I mean eat again …

Another turn off about free straight porn is how much of it I see reenacted in the young men around me. Less so in their sexual techniques but in their visual preferences… shaved over natural or trimed, skinny over curvy or fat, ridiculous make-up and hair. Groan…

But all these reservations don’t stop it from being free, and plentiful.
Not to mention, I like feeling dirty while I wack off…