The Dating Couple

I’m a pretty non-violent person. Though I’ve trained in martial arts and was working to compete in MMA fighting, I make a rule never to fight for any reason other than sport or self defense.

Still, if anyone insults Joan Jett in my presence, they can expect retaliation, no exceptions to the rule.

As a child of the eighties, Joan holds a very special place in my heart. I’ve followed her career closely and though I’m not nearly as obsessed with her as some of her fans, she’s the closest thing I have to a true celebrity crush. She’s probably the only person I would drop Crystal for (Yes. Crystal knows this and is quick to remind that Joan would probably prefer her).

Joan has also been my longest-lasting crush of any variety, going on for as long as I can remember and continuing, very strongly, even today.

Continue reading ‘Joan Jett and My Black Heart’

We had dinner tonight at a restaurant we don’t frequent often. However, every time we go there, we wonder why we aren’t regulars. It’s a family owned oriental restaurant. The food is good and the eye candy isn’t bad either.

Not only are there three hot Asian daughters to look at, but the mom is actually the hottest one out of the bunch and she likes to show it. There is nothing like a little unexpected cleavage to look at while eating a good meal. Fills both of my appetites perfectly and doesn’t hurt our wallet too much.

Of course, it is Friday and with it comes the weekend. We have no real plans yet of what we want to do. I’m feeling a lot more sexual now that I’m over the ickies, but I want to take tonight to just chill a bit. We most likely will be heading out tomorrow night though. After spending the week in such a hectic environment at work, it’d be nice to take a night off to just relax.

Tomorrow during the day we’re going shopping. I just got my first check and I need to buy some new suits for work. I also need to get a cell phone soon. So, I’ll be looking into that too.

OH! I almost forgot. My favorite tv show, House, is back on with new episodes. Not only do I love the character of House, but also he has such cute assistants and the writing on the show is done very well. I have a feeling though that they are taking the main character into a very dark place. Right now he’s still a pretty lovable and sympathetic jerk. However, the more dependent he becomes the more assholey he becomes. I think the writers are trying to make the general viewing public really think about ethical situations here.

However, the tv station seems to be winning the fight against good writing versus ratings because there is more cleavage now and the female on his staff (Cameron) was in a bra this past episode, not to mention the hot Australian guy (Chase) was topless with her and he’s built very well.

All in all this has been a fun and interesting week. I hope everyone has a great weekend with lots of adventure and fun.

My fellow men, we need to talk. There’s been an elephant in the room for far too long. For decades now women have, justifiably, been talking about how societal pressures have made them feel insecure and driven them to often insane lengths. It’s a real problem and it needs to be addressed.

However, as men, we’re not all that different. We see pictures of Chippendale dancers and feel that twinge of inadequacy. Sure, we put on a brave face, but we notice the pudges, blemishes and stray hairs the same as women. We diet, exercise, buy protein shakes and generally do whatever it takes to get that “ideal” body. Manorexia is becoming more common and whole stores are dedicated to us getting in shape, whatever that really is.

For me, the insecurity is the lack of weight. At 6’0 and 165, I’m a very thin person. I find it impossible to build muscle, no matter how much I work out, and it reminds me of the nerd I was in high school, no matter how much I’ve changed in other ways. For other men, it is the beer gut or the hairy back and the list goes on and on of male insecurities.

But the worst area for many deals with something more intimate. The penis. Years of watching porn stars with monster dongs have skewed our perception about our dicks and the size they’re supposed to be. You’ll be hard pressed to find a guy that hasn’t looked at their member and not wished it to be at least a little bit bigger. Even I’ll admit to that.

What do we do? We stock up Enzyte, go through surgery, buy pumps and inject ourselves with gel. If it sounds familiar, it’s because it’s the same type of things women do in their quest to become more attractive and it has to stop, on both sides.

The reason is that most of what we’ve been fed about penis size is pure bullshit and I’m pretty sure that, if you ask your girlfriend or wife she’ll agree.

Continue reading ‘Penis Size’

I’m glad that we’re back up. It gives me an excuse to think about sex and women all day so that I can tell all of you about it.

With everything going on lately, it’s been hard to think about sex or to feel sexy. The new office I work in is very conservative, yet open. It’s kind of strange. I’ve seen all sorts of people working there, but since I’m in human resources, I have to act proper and unassuming. I’ve had to cut back a lot on my ogling. However, that doesn’t stop me from looking at some of the cuter girls, especially when they bend over in low cut shirts.

Continue reading ‘Glad to be Back’

Depending on how you read this site, you’ve probably noticed one of two things:

1. A lack of updates
2. A lack of, well, site

To make a long story as short as possible, we were, up until a few hours ago, hosted with Dreamhost. However, sometime late last week, they began experiencing severe load problems on many of their servers, including the one we were on. For four days our site alternated between painfully slow and outright down.

To make matters worse, Dreamhost billed the problem as a “low” priority though thousands of sites were affected.  Not exactly the exemplary customer service I was promised.

So, on the advice of a good friend of mine, on Saturday, I started the process of porting the site over to Midphase.  The process went relatively smoothly, they even did the bulk of the transfer for me, and as of a few hours ago the DNS servers seem to have updated to the new location.

So now we’re back, in a new home at the same address. Coolest part of all is that this makes us next door neighbors to the lovely Nina.  Sadly, though we have tried, we have been unable to peek into her bedroom window.

Apparently good hosting will have to be enough motivation to stay.

Anyway, poke around the site some and let us know if you see any problems We noticed a few issues and squashed them right away (down gallery, some text problems, non-working permalinks, etc.) but there’s possibly more. Free thank yous to anyone that spots an issue!

Thanks to everyone for their patience. We should be back with more of the usual tomorrow!

It seems that inspiration was flowing free last night. After writing her previous post, Crystal found herself in a very dominant and very giving mood. I, after proofing the post before it went live, found myself more than willing to comply. I walked into our living room, more than eager to receive what she was wanting to give. The tension was thick and the excitement was more than obvious.

However, the amorous mood was ruined briefly by the early arrival of our food. We had ordered pizza earlier and, for whatever reason, it chose that night to be the first time to arrive when promised instead of an hour late. Both hungry and not wanting to let the food get cold, we shifted gears, ate and watched an episode of Invader Zim. It was silly and fun, a good way to relax after a long day.

Of course, once the pizza was put away, things began to pick up again.

Continue reading ‘Inspiration Comes Easy’

First off, I know this isn’t the typical subject one would expect to read about on a sex blog. However, it is a natural part of being a woman and it does interrupt our sex life. So, I’m going to discuss it here, though I’ll try to leave out all the really gross stuff that very few would want to read about.

Continue reading ‘Seeing Red’

We cleaned out the floor of the computer room and laid a blanket on the ground with a sprinkling of pillows. We brought with us a wide array of toys. Strawberries, ice, a letter opener for knife play, blindfolds, binds, handcuffs, lube, vibrators and everything else we had in the house.We lit candles and and cracked the blinds open to fill the room with natural light.

It was dusk so the room had a sensual orange glow about it as the sun disappeared over the horizon. We dressed in comfortable clothes and took a place next to each other on the mat. The setting was perfect, the only thing that was missing was her.

I flipped on the computer monitor and adjusted the camera.

Continue reading ‘Theesomes in Cyberspace’

There I was, diligently working on a new post. It was going to have everything important to me, sex, sex and cybersex. It was going to be a masterpiece. Surely it was worthy of at least a Pulitzer, probably more. They would have had to invent a new award to express the greatness of this piece.

However, when I hit save tragedy struck. The server was down. Worse still, the wonderful autosave feature built into WP, the one I had assumed was working diligently, didn’t actually save anything, meaning the site had been down for a while, and I lost my second first draft and got kicked back to my first first draft, which was too horrible to let out of the doghouse.

So rather than pollute the Internet with more garbage, like this post, I’m going to hold off a day and finish it up tomorrow. I promise that it will be good, or at least better than this (not much of a challenge I know).

In the meantime, if anyone knows where I can find a shotgun and a baseball bat, no questions asked, let me know. I have a message for my host.

Talk to you all tomorrow. Thanks for the patience.

Today was my first day at my new job. I don’t plan on talking about it much here in the future. Just know that it is going very well, but my posts will probably be later in the evening than usual.

As a follow up to Jonathan’s post, I am starting to learn some tips about how to read body language. It might sound lame to some of you to need to resolve to reading a book to learn this sort of thing, but keep in mind that I never dated before Jonathan and I was never the aggressor in that type of situation. I think I’m learning a lot and we’ll probably try to see if it is working when we go out later this week.

I think the experience has really soured my mood toward sex and women in general for the moment. Though I know that it will not last, it’s hard to think about wanting to try again. Maybe I need some nice strippers to cheer me up a bit. I don’t want to let this get me down, I have a lot of positives in my life right now, but I can’t help feeling a little dejected.

There are a couple of cuties where I work. I’m sure I’ll get to know them over the course of my stay at this job. Maybe by the time my studies are finished, I’ll even be able to tell whether or not they like me. It’s hard to flirt at work though because I have to wear suits and they make me feel old.

I have a lot I have to get done this week for the art show this weekend. I have nearly 80 new items to take. So, it should be quite a good show. I’m looking forward to it. However, I need to cut this short to work on some more things for it. Hopefully, I’ll be in better spirits and able to write more on Wed.