bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings
Sunday, January 04, 2004
So, my Saturday night was working on one of my New Year's Resolutions - making friends with lube. I figured that I am probably missing out on some good sex at the local sex club, cuz I have this bad habit of screeching EEEWWWWWWW! anytime someone grabs my thing with a handful of lube, or I stick my face in a buttful of the stuff. Also, in the unlikely event that I ever have a date, and we get to the sex stage, and the guy is interested in sticking his thingee in my hothairyhole... once again, my gut reaction - EEEWWWWWWW! - to the sight or feel of lube might not be the best way to begin to build a lasting and loving relationship.
I figured I'd start off slow, and just grabbed these sample lube packets out of my drawer (the condoms are in there, too, and I have until May 'til they expire). I popped in a BULLET VIDEOPAC (Target Studios films from the 70's), ripped open the packet, put a few drops you-know-where, stroked a bit, needed more, saw the rest of the packet had leaked onto the bed, tried squeezing out some more, and the videotape featuring the hot Rod Mitchell got me distracted enough that I didn't care.
Well, it wasn't awful, I admit. In fact, I have to say its nice to have a scentless lube - it doesn't interfere with the smell of fresh cum, even if it was just my own. I wound up using up another little packet later, (and another Bullet Videopac, this time with Rod and Bruno) and tried again later in the night. Wasn't bad falling asleep with spunk all over the bed, and me.