The Art of Soaking Cork
Ohhhh yeah... keep going baby... don't stop... that's it... all the way down... awww Gawd... awww Gawd... YES... YES... YES!!! HELL YES!!! THE LORD IS MY SAVIOR! Whew. Good boy. (pats Jimbo on the head)
Sorry about that. I had to relieve some tension. How in the hell are y'all doing? I'm good. Well, actually I've been bad. After a five month absence, I have returned to revisit my wicked past. Yup. I have been spending time in the bars with people half my age.
At age 40, I am "Daddy" to the twenty something year old set. I remember when I was in my 20's. I didn't date people my own age . My loins yearned for older "Daddy" types. Now that I am 40, I enjoy the perks of being on the other side of the equation. It's kinda fun and makes me feel younger! Next thing you know, I'll be driving around in a convertible. LOL.
Do you know a pet peeve of mine? Us older gays are not doing enough to mentor those twenty something year olds in the art of cork soaking. There is a whole generation of young gays who either do not know how to properly soak cork or do it only sparingly. You could have the meatiest Slab, and it goes unappreciated. SIGH.
I blame our culture of immediate gratification. Call me old fashioned, but how about a little foreplay? We are brainwashing our young ones to focus more on quantity and less on quality. I'm sorry, but dropping your trousers and wanting me to "put it in!" ain't cool. We MUST educate our twinks before cork soaking becomes a lost art.
On a completely different note, how many of you launch Grindr just to giggle at the funniest user pics? I do. If I were to pick Baton Rouge's most hilarious Grindr user, IT would be this:
WTF?! WHAT IS IT?! MALE OR FEMALE? I'M SKEERED!