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if anyone has the bollox to ask me about my sexuality, I always reply that the only thing they need to know about my sexuality is that I’m fucking excellent. That I am extraordinarily good, at fucking, and that I had the bollox to misspend my youth doing it professionally. People who try to enquire about other people’s sexuality are in fact enquiring about their own sexuality. And then there is the other question they ask at dinner parties, not that I am usually invited, what do you do, I reply what do I do, they reply yes, what do you do, for a living, I reply what I do for a living is mind my own fucking business, literally


Tantric without all the mumbo jumbo

hung sexological bodywork Hi Seb, I have been checking out your website for a long time, well done mate. I am looking for a sexological MASSAGE professional who can help me deal with my Dick’s self love and an unfulfilled longing for almost ritualized wank Magick ceremonies where my Dick can commune with another practiser of Magick. My name is Alan I am 44, slender but with a little belly, a biggish dick with an 8mm Prince Albert and a line of piercings that go from the bottom of It’s shaft along the perineum towards my arse. I think I am quite Tantric without all the mumbo jumbo. I just love the energy that my Dick summons up when it demands to be hard. I get off on breath play too, deep holding of it, having my guts pinched in with a corset or clingfilm so the lungs have to really control themselves. My Dick also loves it when I put elastic bands around my head and look like a freak also it sometimes makes me shove things down my throat til I gag, like tubing and stuff and I have to lube up my throat to help it-I use toothpaste a lot. But always there is some element of otherness and I love my Dick. I could play with it all day and keep it happy, and with my piercings, when I wank away at it, it jangles like music. Now I can pretty much usually fulfil all these desires and often alone but I have a real yearning for something quite ritualized and I was wondering if you could summon up some Sex Magick and indulge me or share some ceremonial indulgence? You seem like a real friendly guy but it is the ceremony that I have always missed and am searching for and I want to please a fellow congregationalist who will encourage me to delve down into something and show them it. By the way would like to share a fantasy i have lately been having imagining you sticking me in a mask, getting a woman in with a shaved cunt who make me lick her out good and hard til her labia dangles onto my tongue like the little dick that it is, all the while you are fucking her up the arse. Anyway would be interested to see if you can help me. Respectfully Alan


Samuel Ullman (1840–1924)

It is not a matter of red cheeks, red lips and supple knees. It is a temper of the will; a quality of the imagination; a vigor of the emotions; it is a freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over a life of ease. This often exists in a man of fifty, more than in a boy of twenty. Nobody grows old by merely living a number of years; people grow old by deserting their ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, doubt, self-distrust, fear and despair—these are the long, long years that bow the head and turn the growing spirit back to dust. Whether seventy or sixteen, there is in every being’s heart a love of wonder; the sweet amazement at the stars and starlike things and thoughts; the undaunted challenge of events, the unfailing childlike appetite for what comes next, and the joy in the game of life. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear, as young as your hope, as old as your despair. In the central place of your heart there is a wireless station. So long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, grandeur, courage, and power from the earth, from men and from the Infinite—so long are you young. When the wires are all down and the central places of your heart are covered with the snows of pessimism and the ice of cynicism, then are you grown old, indeed!

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the power of masculinity

Hello Seb, I was brought up a catholic and i think that is where i get a lot of my “spiritual” beliefs from. Unlike many i love the “catholic” spirit but as i got older an more significantly as i became more aware of my sexuality my beliefs changed……to cut a long story short……i do like to consider my “spiritual” but not in the theoretical sense. For me spirituality is about connecting the following (which aren’t in any order of priority)

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1.  I believe in the power of masculinity.  I have lived with women but am gay. For me men only need men to survive (except for having children..lol)  I believe that men are superior in terms of their mental, physical, spiritual, emotional and sexual power.  For me it is these characteristics that define masculinity.

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2.  Men gain energy and power when they are with other men.  I don’t know if you have noticed but even in a straight pub/bar the atmosphere is very different when it is men only.   By themselves even straight men will play act with each other.  HOWEVER, when a female enters the room (and it only takes one) the atmosphere is very different.


3.  Where there is TRUST between men there is development.  I am a strong believe and very respectful of trust, truth and respect.  These three characteristics are the hardest to build yet are the easiest to destroy.  Where they exist they enable men to experience fulfilment as it enable men to open their minds and to shine a light on the darkest corners of their mind.  I suppose in some ways it makes the impossible possible and enables the perversions to be seen as normal and healthy.

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4.  Brotherhood.  I believe we can all learn from and support each other.  I don’t have any brothers so don’t know what it is like to have a natural brother.  However, i appreciate the bonds of support and development that exists between men.  I can only fantasise about what that energy is between supportive brothers. I do believe that laws should always be abided by and also believe that where men are consenting and give themselves freely is the best state. I know my beliefs are not mainstream and don’t really fit into any ‘institutionalised’ religion.  I have searched and tried a few different religions most of which are Christian.  I have recently spoken to a Satanist who did excite and inspire me but i think he was after a wank. I’m not sure if you understand my feelings but I do want to thank you for the opportunity to express them. All the best Mark

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Mark, powerful stuff. A wank with a Satanist, now that sounds like fun. Would it be ok to publish this on one of my websites. I was also brought up as a catholic, and althouth i was never really connected to the instution of it, I think it embedded in me about being a good man, just like Jesus. For me my masculinity is my spirituality. I hope at some stage you might get down to London for one of our meetups. It would be great to get something going in Manchester as well. Dont know if you know the poet Rumi (a 13th-century Persian Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic), this is one of his poems.

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The core of masculinity does not derive from being male, nor from the friendliness of those who console Your old grandmother says, “Maybe you shouldn’t go to school.  You look a little pale.” Run when you hear that A father’s stern slaps are better Your bodily soul wants comforting The severe father wants spiritual clarity He scolds, but eventually leads you into the open Pray for a tough instructor to hear and act and stay within you -Rumi

Keep in touch, a big hug, seb cox



an open door

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How long will you keep pounding on an open door

begging for someone to open it?

I am your moon

and your moonlight too

I am your flower garden

and Your water too


I have come all this way

eager for you

without shoes or shawl

I want you to laugh

to dispel all your worries

to love you

to nourish you

Oh sweet bitterness

I will soothe you and heal you

I will bring you roses

I too have been covered with thorns.

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The springtime of Lovers has come,

that this dust bowl may become a garden;

the proclamation of heaven has come,

that the bird of the soul may rise in flight.

The sea becomes full of pearls,

the salt marsh becomes sweet as spring rain,

the stone becomes a diamond from the mine,

the body becomes wholly soul Rumi