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Profile text: Hello! I am [email protected] IMG_0222.PNG I am working on my profile, testing things. After being here for a long while...it seems that there are so very many solutions to resolving what it means to be the best person one can be. To me, it seems that anyone here, every one here, is presenting himself in the best possible way to make himself as attractive as possible to the largest number of men/boys. So, thanks to you all, and be the best you can be! Share your best, and let's be friends! Meet with me to find a guy who is into working out, having sex and exploring intellectual experiences, and loves to learn languages, playing piano, guitar and viola, and many other things. I am an excellent cook. Hello to all. try to contact me at [email protected], not sure it will work and I will try to update. lets try! I like younger guys or men who stay in shape and are lean. Nonetheless, some bodies are really nice to feel next to me that I have not yet discovered. I enjoy working out and staying lean. I love having sex with guys my age and younger. I love to shave my body.And I will try to be what anyone want me to look like. Just ask! I prefer lean guys. Nonetheless there is always the possibility to learn about sensual experiences with every man who feels a passionate interest in sharing time together. I kind of like to think about, at first meeting, going from being close, making eye contact that leads to smooth and sliding body contact, with kissing with tongues meeting as cocks swell, and precum stains our pants, wondering if there is any potential for us and what might be imagined, Because a few guys have asked" I added the bdsmtest because I saw others had and I don't really know what these results mean. = Results from bdsmtest.org: == 100% Non-monogamist 100% Rope bunny 100% Switch 100% Voyeur 100% Exhibitionist 92% Experimentalist 91% Masochist 89% Rigger 89% Submissive 81% Dominant 74% Sadist 71% Brat tamer 66% Brat 53% Master/Mistress 48% Vanilla 46% Slave 43% Primal (Hunter) 37% Degrader 33% Degradee 23% Primal (Prey) 20% Owner 9% Daddy/Mommy 8% Pet 0% Ageplayer 0% Little is something I wrote trying to make words be sensual. At the shore of Narcissus' pond... The place... Then, and before and after then, he and I were sentient. He had only to think from afar or speak near to me and that thought or voice came into my mind that then filled all my senses. And then and thereafter, I heard and knew and felt every thing with him and about him. He thought it once, and then again, and the more he spoke or thought about me in our sentient ways, the more it filled my mind, my senses, and my body. Once, we did not know each other. Nonetheless, we were sentient. And we met at Narcissus' pond, when he called my name. I am Amilagus. He called me and called me.. "Amilagus, Amilagus, Amilagus... That name, my name came into my mind when he called for me, Amilagus. In the middle of my mind I knew I wanted him and he wanted me. It stopped my longing speech in my mind for anyone else, and I knew who I wanted and was meant for. He called, he thought, he wanted to be with me and in the longing was the opening and the promise. We became sharers of vision. Those visions spread into my being, extended into the parts of my being, recalled from my body the past, the desired present and my desired future and the future of my mind's voice. His way was to be in me. His was was to be within me. His way was to be engaged with him in all the ways in which two can be. From him cam all the enticements I wanted. From him came the ecstasy possible. From him, with him, if I could ever be with him and in him. From him came the reason I was. From him, with him, if I could ever be with him and in him came what I was or what I would ever hope to be. He was, and I called him, Donilus. When I first came to this place where I would find him, I was not ready to meet him and did not know that one such as he existed or could exist. I knew my urgings, I knew that I had desire. That desire mastered what I was, and I did not know that he could be there, I knew only that I had desire and urgings and needs. I found that place without his calling me. There are parts of me that are messengers. Parts of my body are in contact with this place where we connect. Parts of my body are in contact with the touch of this place. These parts control me when I release myself to them, when I am willing to receive them. When I take my self from this place I become unwilling to have these parts send their message. When I go from the shore of Narcissus. I leave these messages, I leave their meaning. When I leave the shores of Narcissus' pond I am not alive to the world that exists there. When I leave this shore I am as an ordinary being. When I leave this shore I am no longer...Amilagus. From him.. to share.. My lips, my lips, my lips. My lips are the portal of desire. My lips open to the air, my lips open to his flesh, my lips allow the egress of my tongue searching for his enraging flesh. My lips reveal and draw forth his being. My lips take all parts of him, make flesh to flesh connections with him, my lips feel the warmth of him. My lips make the seal of my mouth tight against his flesh. My lips send and receive the vibrations with which we feel heat, with which we embrace, which cover the strong warmth of the manhood of Donilus. The simple touch of his lips on mine is all the pleasure I need. My lips are love and lust and sensuality, my lips. I have the tongue of Amilagus. My tongue, the tongue of Amilagus, is most wonderful. The tongue of Amilagus, my tongue, can coat the ears of Donilus with warm, thin liquid. My tongue can tease the nipples of Donilus to thickness and excitation and participation. My tongue can warm the places within his arms, and paint hot impressions on his belly, between his legs My tongue can envelope his most intimate parts. My tongue can dart into his mouth. My tongue presses against his tongue in way not know to others. The way my tongue dances with his is ours alone to know. The thick meetings, the thin probings to the back of his mouth, the gliding of his inner lips are ways which only my tongue knows. The taste of his mouth can only be known by my tongue the way in which I know it. My tongue can taste his back, my tongue can probe into him, my tongue can taste all parts of him. My tongue can taste all parts of his sphincter of his love. Only my tongue can go into him the way it does, only my tongue can open him for more of me. My tongue alone prepares him. He knows the ecstasy he can bring to me when his mouth lays upon my nipples. From pink rings the full flesh of my nipples rise when his mouth or twisting finger tips are upon them. Donilus, my Donilus, knows the way in which, however he touches my nipples, he sends his love into my entire being. This touching moves into my head and from there intensifies all of my sensation. The touch of our thighs, the meeting of our bellies, the stroking of his face, the sliding of my fingers through his hair, the rubbing of his neck, it all intensifies with his mouth on my nipples. Donilus calls my cock.. My cock..My Cock, MY COCK..My COCK is as it is. It is my cock. My cock swells when I am with him. My cock swells when I have thoughts of him in me. My cock dances when I am next to him. When I am at this shore with him, my cock enlarges to see out all forms of touch. My cock seeks out all manner of interaction. My cock is a thick tube which seeks to slide against his lips with its silvery lube onto him. My cock can rub against his nipples, my cock can duel the easy duel with his nipples. My cock can trace any pattern I choose against his belly and against his chest. My cock can be grasped with his. Our cocks can rub together with the thick undertones challenging or be entwined by his hand. Our cocks make wonder together. Together our cocks control our beings. We control our muscles by the way we hold each others cocks. Our breathing becomes matched, sweat oozed from our pores, our pupils dilate, the unthinkable becomes possible when our cocks are together. His mouth welcomes my cock into it. Wherever my cock can go, he welcomes it. The highest magic is when he becomes my cock. At this pool side he becomes my cock. You have to be registered and logged in to contact Dr Rick |
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