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What are some free dating sites for...? gay daddies looking for twinks? | | nice wording haha. uh it's like a chat site try isketch.net | Why are gay porn sites obsessed with "twink" videos? Most of the gay porn sites I visit are overrun by videos of "twinks", the skinny + boney, younger guy with guyish haircuts and no body hair. I'm not attracted to that and I don't see how everyone can be. Can anyone tell me why these sites have a majority of twink videos? What happened to muscle and body hair being a turn on? If you know of any free sites that DON'T have tons of those videos, good gracious, let me know because I've spent hours trying to find some. | It is totally trendy in the gay community to be shaved and most seem to find the more girlish look appealing.
There are of course exceptions. I think they refer to the more masculine look as hairy bear or something similar. Try googling that with other terms you would normally use.
Good luck. | Am I going to hell? Religious help, please? I think I'm going to hell. I really sincerely think I am going to roast in a burning lake of fire for all of time. You might think I'm exagerating, but I'm really not. I have done something that God can't forgive. An evil thing. A horrible thing. Please help me understand whether I can go to the Promised Land or not. If there is no way to escape Hell, I will be okay with this, because I don't regret my actions. The deed is done. If hell is inevitable for me, then no regrets. Without any further ado, I tell you my story.
There was this guy at school that I admire... maybe a little too much. He was really small and feminine. Have you ever heard of a "twink"? A twink is a short, young looking, mischevious, promiscuous little gay boy. I've always considered myself straight, but somehow this boy snuck into my psychology and fried my brain. He's half Asian, half Mexican: The purest breed for the sexiest gay boy ever.
I wanted to tell him that I secretly wanted to- you know- do it with him, but I couldn't do that; what would my friends think if they knew I was bisexual?
At the end of the year I got his number from one of his friends and told him that I liked him. He texted back, told me that he liked me also. He also told me that he had a crazy family and a crazy life, so he will have to wait till next year for him to go out with me. I couldn't see him, because he was on a vacation in a different country with his crazy family. He said his parents were so crazy, they were furries. Nice. So I waited, all summer I waited. We met up again for the first time since the last day of school. He ditched me. I guess dreams really do come true. Bull. He texted me and told me that he didn't like me anymore for some reason. Note that I waited ALL SUMMER for this. Apparently this is what twinks do on their free time: Be promiscuous little idiots.
Anyway, I started gossiping about the little punk left and right. He did the same. I hated that guy. Now we were mortal enemies, and I literally wanted to kill him. Soon after, though, I apologized to him, but he didn't apologize to me. He smiled and said that he excepted my apology, but he didn't regret leaving all summer and ditching me. I decided to ask him out again, and he said "yes" AGAIN, but it didn't last long. AGAIN.
Besides the fact that he later gave me oral sex behind a dumpster, I still wanted revenge on him.
Later that year my aunt and cousins were in a fatal car accident: A head-on collision with a drunk driver who will remain nameless. He survived but part of my soul died. Apparently he had done this before, he was a crazy man, and he was a wife beater. I knew what I had to do. I wanted to end the life of this man. To save his abused guys from getting any more scars. Apparently he was an artist too, but I don't see how such a crazy man can produce anything but destruction. Crazy.
There was a gun in my dad's room. I snuck out in the night and took it. I needed to get this business done fast so that I could be back home by morning. I would come to this artists house.
Then I remembered the gay guy I lost my virginity to. I ought to finish business with him. Anyway, I got to the gay guys house. By now it was 1 in the morning because he lives miles away and I didn't have a car. I knocked on the door. He opened it; I knew he would be up at this hour. At this point, I did what I had waited to do all year.
"I need to use your car" said I.
He said, "Alright come inside, loser."
I took in my surroundings. There was so much art on the walls... home-made art... I noticed that they had a computer. The monitor was on a webpage: MySpace. The screen displayed a man... a very familiar man. "That's my dad!" said the gay boy. I looked at him. He looked at me. "Tell me more about this man".
"He has a website where he posts his art". Said he.
(Remember Scar, amd Simba from the Lion King? Scar is the dark Lion. Simba was the young one. The cub. Just make a mental image of those two in your head for now, it's important to the story.)
I became anxious, "Take me to it NOW!"
We arrvived at the webpage and I clicked on a random image. It was a picture of Scar butt-f*cking Simba, and then I jacked off to it and went home.
Would I go to hell if I jacked off to a picture of Scar butt-f*cking Simba, from the Lion King? I mean, I'm not really ashamed of it, that's the thing. Maybe I would have a chance to redeem myself if I had actually regretted masturbating to this image, but I don't regret it... in fact, I think I'll do it AGAIN! That's why I am certain that I'm going to hell. If I do roast forever in a lake of fire, I'm gonna meet Scar down there, face-to-face, so he can butt-f*ck ME!! YEAHH! | | Nothing can help you , you are damned for eternity . |
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