Of fuck buddies, and sex

Of recent days, I kept on getting words about myself. Words that I have not been hearing for a very long time.

Nothing big really, just some rumors that I am always out there looking for sex. Well, that’s fine to me actually, but they put it in a way as if the sex partners that I would be with, or a more degrading term, my preys.

I would not be surprised, not many people could take the lewd jokes. The four letter words to them are foul words, rather than a form of expression. Even not many individuals that could that the flirt, as a form of conversation. They rather take it as a form of wanting sex.

A friend told me that a friend of his asked me not to meet up with me, because the friend thinks that I am just another person that is always looking for sex.

Great news for everyone then, I am looking for sex. God had created me this way. Isn’t it? The problem is, I doubt that this friend of his knows much about me. In fact he probably would not even know who I am, besides my name.

Then, it comes to the part where, sex just do not happen by one person. In fact, I am a fond believer that sex involves more than two person, willingly. I could not put it in better words that sex requires two consent parties!

Why sex, why so much? This is our almost pathological obsession with youth, beauty, and smooth, muscular bodies.

For those that do not believe in sex, I find it profoundly full of shit; an opinion put forth as true by a bunch of hypocritical, jealous, guilt-ridden, self-loathing, sexually frustrated fags who wish that they could get laid every day.

Perhaps the perpetrator of mine should find a way to expose themself to the higher form of society, mingle more with the sexy people. Then perhaps one day, jealousy would not be the issue, and they can get laid more often.

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One Response to Of fuck buddies, and sex

  1. ahBONG October 27, 2008 at 8:14 pm #

    chill dude…