BHH

Hiii all,
I’m that stranger that appeared from nowhere at the last BHH. That skinny thingy with a small cute head? A ka-female-ish? Yah, that’s me. I have no idea what we were supposed to be doing at BHH, or if there’s anything specific we were supposed to be doing anyway other than supporting the Mountain Dew cause, but I was there and I was observing; first the guys, then the girls, then the guys.

So, there’s these two things that have been bothering me, more like I have been wondering about them really, and mostly because they are likely to affect my way of life;

This whole thing about all the females (girls, women etc), at Blogville looking like they each walked straight off a Cosmo issue; I’m supposed to believe it is all coincidence, right? Or is there some vetoing process I’m yet to be subjected to before I can officially reside in this ville?
Someone better tell me soon enough so I can start to work towards that interview because I most definitely have a long walk ahead.


Then, Blogville is Hook-up Ville, right?
So where does that leave me, the new comer? Are there any new single males ( males alone) joining the club or do I have to seduce someone off someone else to belong?
I would need to start fundraising for apparatus for the latter purpose.
I need answers. I feel like I am about to have a personality transplant for joining the Ville so you guys at the least owe me prior warning.

a tale of three friends

Friend A (on the left);
1. A small man, much smaller in real life than i can
illustrate in a picture.
2. attracted to B

Friend B (on the right above);
1. Hot
2. unavailable

Not to worry though because;
1.B had another friend, C, who;
2. was available
3. B was sure would be interested in meeting A.
So;
B would be sure to bring C along the next time, so they could hook up with A.
And she did bring her along.

A however took one look at C and took off without even saying hullo.

Ladies and gentlemen, Friend C (in black below) who was supposed to hook up with A above;

ok seriously, how 'hot' do you think B's brains are? or not hot.

PS: I swear this is no work of fiction.

competition

In 1994
In one of the 'cream' boys' schools in this country
through which a good number of the men that rule this land have come;
A group of young men
stood in a line in the bathroom
most evenings after classes
with all they have in them drawn.

They were in a competition
There was no trophy to take home
but still it mattered to win
Reputation's sake i guess.

I imagine
each of them standing head thrown back
gadget in hand
neck, arm and thigh muscles sticking out
and probably gleaming with sweat for those
who had prepared for the competition,
breath held, eyes closed in concetration
Waiting for the start whistle to go off.

And each putting their best skills to work
to be the one that cums first.
They were in a wanking competition.

I know some of these men today
You do too. You just cant imagine them at it