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I’d wank all day, everyday if I could.  I love wanking, it’s a great stress relief.  As for my best wank ever….it’d be difficult to say as there have been so many.  I guess wanking with a group of horny guys can be the most enjoyable, but then if you’re with a group of guys the chances are you gonna be fucked by them which is way better than wanking.  My favourite feeling is of being stretched open by a big, fat, beefy cock.  I especially like the cocks that have the most beautiful mushroom shaped heads.  I love licking the groove underneath the gland and pushing the tip of my tongue inside the slit on top.  I love low hanging bollocks that slap against my own low hangers as I’m being fucked from behind.  Despite being  mostly bottom, my ass hole is very tight….hell,

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I even have to lube myself up just to take a shit, but having a really fat cock slowly slide its way up inside my body and pull itself back out again is the best wank material ever.  I imagine my ass hole as a hot mouth sucking on that fat cock as it slides in and out….I imagine the lips of my ass dragging away from my body as that fat dong pulls out.  A few deep strokes and I’m wanking furiously as I take every inch of dick……and then that awesome feeling washes over me and I shoot my load all over the bed sheets.


men of antiquity

Socrates, Caesar, Alexander, Martial, Catullus, Virgil, Achilles; Napoleon, Frederick the Great, Goethe, Shakespeare, Bacon, an unbroken line of English monarchs; Mohammed, Benvenuto Cellini, Wilde, Symonds, Emerson, Pater, Fitz-Gerald, Leighton, Whitman, Michael Angelo, Leonardo, and a host of others


I shall fight openly for that which no living Englishman dare defend, even in secret — sodomy! At school I was taught to admire Plato and Aristotle, who recommend sodomy to youths. I am not so rebellious as to oppose their dictum; and in truth there seems no better way to avoid the contamination of woman and the morose pleasures of solitary vice. (Not that women themselves are unclean; it is the worship of them as ideals that rots the soul). Again we may say that all the great men of antiquity were sodomites: Socrates, Caesar, Alexander, Martial, Catullus, Virgil, Achilles; Napoleon, Frederick the Great, Goethe, Shakespeare, Bacon, an unbroken line of English monarchs; Mohammed, Benvenuto Cellini, Wilde, Symonds, Emerson, Pater, Fitz-Gerald, Leighton, Whitman, Michael Angelo, Leonardo, and a host of others — even unto this hour. But of this hour I will not speak. I am now collecting a great body of evidence similar to that which Herr Harden has gathered in Germany, and involving an even higher class of society. Not in the least to show the corruptions of that class; but to proclaim sodomy as an aristocratic virtue, which our middle class had better imitate if they wish to be smart. If I have not already published the correspondence in my possession between the late Duke of Clarence and “Boy Morgan” — as well as many other important papers — and a pretty penny they have cost me! — it is not for any dog-in-the manger reasons, but because it would coincide so dramatically with the moment when, like Socrates, I get into trouble for corrupting morality, and because I never like to leave a job half done. It is almost incredible how large a number of peers there are against whom I have not a shadow of evidence or even suspicion. Luckily the judges are less wary. While the bishops are such easy game as to be hardly worth powder and shot. There, I’ve done it now!


As long as sexual relations are complicated by religious, social and financial considerations, so long will they cause all kinds of cowardly, dishonourable and disgusting behaviour. When war conditions imposed artificial restraint on the sister appetite of hunger, decent citizens began to develop all kinds of loathsome trickery. Men and women will never behave worthily as long as current morality interferes with the legitimate satisfaction of physiological needs. Nature always avenges herself on those who insult her. The individual is not to blame for the crime and insanity which are the explosions consequent on the clogging of the safety valve. The fault lies with the engineer. At the present moment, society is blowing up in larger or smaller spots all over the world, because it has failed to develop a system by which all its members can be adequately nourished, without conflict and the waste products eliminated without discomfort.


Most people, especially Freud, misunderstand the Freudian position. ‘The libido of the unconscious’ is really ‘the true will of the inmost self’. The sexual characteristics of the individual are, it is true, symbolic indications of its nature, and when those are ‘abnormal’, we may suspect that the self is divided against itself in some way. Experience teaches the adepts who initiate mankind that when any complex (duality) in the self is resolved (unity) the initiate becomes whole. The morbid sexual symptoms (which are merely the complaints of the sick animal) disappear, while the moral and mental consciousness is relieved from its civil war of doubt and self-obsession. The complete man, harmonized, flows freely towards his natural goal.


The fact is that the vast majority of people are absolutely impervious to facts. Test the average man by asking him to listen to a simple sentence which contains one word with associations to excite his prejudices, fears or passions — he will fail to understand what you have said and reply by expressing his emotionsal reaction to the critical word. It was long before I understood this fact of psychology. Even to this day, it surprises me that there should be minds which are unable to accept any impression equably and critically. I have heard many great orators. The effect has nearly always been to make me wonder how they have the nerve to put forward such flimsy falsehoods.


I have successfully eliminated the danger of obsession by sexual ideas in this way: I refuse to admit that it is the fundamental truth. Science in failing to follow me so far has destroyed the idea of religion and the claim of mankind to be essentially different from other mammalia. The demonstration of anthropologists that all religious rites are celebrations of the reproductive energy of nature is irrefutable; but I, accepting this, can still maintain that these rites are wholly spiritual. Their form is only sexual because the phenomena of reproduction are the most universally understood and pungently appreciated of all. I believe that when this position is generally accepted, mankind will be able to go back with a good conscience to ceremonial worship. I have myself constructed numerous ceremonies where it is frankly admitted that religious enthusiasm is primarily sexual in character.

Aleister Crowley


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This past summer I was enjoying myself at a semi-private beach and was laying on the sand when an extremely handsome man came over and asked if he could join me on the blanket. Without thinking too much about it I invited him to lay down next to me. After several minutes of small talk, he rested his hand on my ass cheek and started to squeeze me. I instictively started to get a hard on and to twich my body up and down and around.


He continued and ran his hand to the top of my speedos and slipped his fingers down inside and ran them up and down the crack of my ass. By now I was fully hard and enjoying his ministerations no end. He got up on his knees and proceeded to pull my swim trunks down and off me and started to massage my anus with his fingers. He gently slipped one in and slid it in and out, then added a second, then a third. By now I was up on my knees and arms and bucking like a bronco…

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He continued to finger fuck my ass as I blew the biggest load of cum I have ever dumped…I had to stifle a scream as there were several others around watching us. He completed his fucking me, pulled put and stood up up and wandered away. He hadn’t gone more than twenty feet when a second guy took his place, but instead of using his fingers, he proceeded to stick about eight inches of very fat cock in my ass and fuck the living shit out of me. In the next half hour I was fucked by seven others and left there to lay in a pool of my own cum, hoping others would cum to fuck me some more. To this day, my ass is open to just about any guy that wants to use it, and I live for it. navid_N

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Being a macho “smoggie” Bi/ John


Well, decided to try a bit of magick. Was home on leave at my Dad’s place last week. I went to this dogging site with some old school mates but not much going on. However driving back after dropping my mates off it suddenly occurred to me to look in at a cruising site I heard off. I saw this young ned type lad, his trackies down, bracing himself against a tree trunk as 4 guys stood close by, one was fucking his arse. But I was surprised to see one of them was a guy I know called Nick. He is 23 and lives with his girlfriend and 3 kids near to my dad. An ex girlfriend of mine used to baby-sit them that’s how I know him. He is English but has that Boris Bekker look, tall, angular, light ginger. I was about to walk away and retreat to my car but this guy Nick looked round and I was right in his field of vision. He looked at me then turned away so I thought maybe he hadn’t recognized me. Two days later I gave my dad a lift to work (he is a fireman) and a minute from home saw Nick stood at bus stop. I stopped to offer him a lift as I would normally have done. I was going into the town centre after. That’s where Nick was heading. After Dad got out Nick was silent for a couple minutes then in a sort of casual laughing manner said he hoped I hadn’t mentioned seeing him at Camber Sands. So he had seen me. I hastily said I was just curious and had called there on the way home, which was true. He said he wasn’t a poof but said he and his mates occasionally had a bit of fun fucking a gay lad. I guess sub consciously I saw my chance. I said I was curious and asked had he ever taken it up the arse. He laughed and admitted he had a couple of times when he was younger. Then he added with a guffaw, “But forget it, that fuckin monster dick of yours would split my shitter.” I chuckled and knowing full well it could backfire I said I wouldn’t mind experimenting. He was silent again then as we approached city centre he said if I wasn’t winding him up and I kept my mouth shut he wouldn’t mind having a bit cock fun. So he came to the house early afternoon. We got our kit off in my room.

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He is a big lad, 6′ or so and about 170 lbs, very white skin and light ginger hair (and pubes!) but big balls but an erection of less than 6″ but rock hard. He was getting off on playing around with my dick and without asking he started to suck on my nob without a condom. I wasn’t nervous but thought I’d let him take the lead. He asked could he do me on my back. He suggested putting a pillow under my bum. I handed him a condom which he had no trouble putting on. Didn’t have any lube so he used spit on his fingers to work my hole. It felt so strong when he got on me and worked his erection into my arsehole. I was a wee bit embarrassed when he began to kiss me. Being a macho “smoggie” I was surprised at how gentle he was. The arse fucking felt a bit uncomfortable  but I was amazed at how emotionally aroused I was, feeling the weight of him. He was amazingly considerate. But he got me to take his cock in different positions. On my back, on my belly, on my knees on the floor etc. He came 3 times used 3 condoms them he got down and sucked my cock and rimmed me. Then he fucked me again. This time it felt less sore and uncomfortable. I was on my back and be had been low key up till then but he began ducking hard and suddenly I had the most incredible orgasm. My cock was hard but I wasn’t ejaculating. All the sensation was in and around my arse. It was amazing. We went downstairs and had a mug of tea and he was about to leave then in the hallway he asked could he duck me again. So we had another session upstairs. I thought that was that, but he called my mobile a few hours later and asked could we go for a beer the next night. My dad was on duty until 10 pm so we had an hour where he fucked my hole again and I had a head spinning, gut churning, arse exploding orgasm. Then he said he would be prepared to try and take my cock. I was surprised at this. I did manage to fuck him though. I think what freaked me out a bit was his bodily affection and kissing. Anyway now I just can’t wait to have my hole filled. It just puzzles me how you can have such a climax in and around your arse when it isn’t a sexual organ! Anyway thanks again for the advice. Good to see your website is still as interesting. best wishes. Cheers. Thanks John

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A note from Seb :  A Smoggie or Smoggy is a pejorative name given to people from the Middlesbrough area in north east England. The term originates from outside the community from people who saw that local heavy industry and chemical plants produced smog-like emissions. It was used regionally in the 1990s, forty years after strict controls came into force for industrial emmissions, the term was, therefore, misplaced. The name is not generally accepted by people to whom it was given as an insult, but is often used in jest and humorous self-deprecation

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