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While this sounds promising, this could be a tale Of Mice and Men. Effectiveness in mice does not necessarily mean success in humans. Side effects in mice might not represent what will happen in humans. Usually, unless there is unmistakeable evidence of effectiveness, this kind of treatment, even if effective might take years to develop into a safe protocol for humans. However, the concept of immune boosting has been around for awhile, but mostly as a targeted specific immune booster against a particular tumor antigen. This method suggests that therapy may not need to be precise and that a broad spectrum approach might be viable without the damaging of healthy cells. Certainly bears watching.

Oh no not at all. As in my little tale (tail) of intrigue on the Empire State, there was no nakedness at all except for naked lust.

Oh having public sex on the top of the Empire State Building is out of the comfort zone of most, but the scenario was contrived to titillate and to suggest that naked is not always need as a top. Still by your age, one would expect you would know what you like and go from there. So for your next birthday (boxcars?) I will be a bit less obvious and a little more inventive as you have now given us some fodder with which to work. Once again, Happy Birthday

March in the OC A day trip out the Catalina. A day a Laguna. Perhaps a trip to the Temecula wineries. San Diego is a doable drive. Beach, boating, booty. Bazinga.

Happy birthday. I do have one question though, do you really need to be naked. I mean, you are standing at the observation deck of the Empire State Building, you sidle up to an attractive back of a man. You have not seen his face, just his rear, You stand behind him, and then move a bit closer. You feel his ass move back and touch your cock. You move in just a bit closer. You start to slowly grind him and he starts to grind back into you. He removes his shirt from his pants and uses the shirt tails to hide his lowering of his pants. You reach forward and find his smooth ass and gently move his underwear to one side. Then you slide down your zipper and carefully pull out your hard cock and begin to grind your naked cock against his ass. After a short period of time, the head of your cock finds his hole and you feel him lean a bit forward to give you better access. Some hand applied spit is all you need to lube the head of your cock and slide it into him. The excitement is too much to bear and a few strokes results in him giving out a short groan and a tightening of his body. This leads your thighs to tighten and your ass to clench and then a warm shower of your cum trickles out from his ass. You slide your slowly softening cock into your pants and zip up. He tucks his shirt and you walk to the elevator. Will he follow you and the beginning or will he stand motionless, knowing that this is the end? See, no one was naked.

They might have gotten a better review had they, instead of Crocodile Dundee, used Priscilla Queen of the Desert. That could have been some funny shit.

I do not think he was referring to GeminiBear passing. Last I heard he was alive and well but not posting on the forum. Anyone with a more definitive answer, please post.

The best age for sex is the age I am now. There are no other choices. The age at which I had the best sex, well that is a different question. In general I had the most orgasms, most from self gratification, from 12 to 30. In my 30's, I had a lot of sex but I was of the opinion that any sex was good sex. In my 40's I learned that good sex could be great sex with a bit of imagination. From 50 on, I have been of the opinion that all sex can be great sex and that quantity may be less but quality can be much more. My best sexual encounter will be my next one, or at least, that is the goal.

In context, it seems you mean you have never been attracted to semi muscular men. That there are men who do not find muscular guys attractive is great....more for me.

I am not familiar with all the rules of those sports, but I am fairly sure that eating man pecs is not in any of those rule books. Sublimation is not a long term solution. Though rugby and wrestling are great sports, once one has the erection from those interactions, an itch is created, an itch that needs to be scratched.

Kyle welcome. I was happy in my marriage to a woman and if she had not died, I contentedly would have lived my life in a monogamous loving relationship with her. After her passing, and for reasons too involved to go into again on this forum, I started seeking out muscular men for fun and sexual pleasure. At first, as in your situation, these were mainly encounters for admiring and appreciating the body of a man who had worked long hours to develop a hypermasculine physique. As I played with men more often, I recognized that I needed to expand the depth and variety of those interactions. I became less afraid and more adventurous. Once my fear was confronted and seen as guilt and self doubt, I was able to minimize it. Once I accepted that I am able to enjoy many different kinds of pleasure, I was able to do just that. Now, sometimes, I am content with the most vanilla of experiences, but many times I want a lot more spice and at times my wants might even spread to what some consider kink. I embrace them all. My sexuality, and I believe the sexuality of most of us here, is evolving. Sometimes it evolves in ways I never could have predicted. Based on the questions you are asking, I think that will be true of your life. As such, I say that you should not expect what you do now to be the same as what you will be doing 5 years from now. What you want now, will not be what you want in the future. How you see yourself now, will not be how you view these years in retrospect. In recognition of the vicissitudes of my sexual awareness, I have stopped trying to classify and codify my desires. Instead I just recognize them as my desires and I work on fulfilling them. I advise you to do the same. As for the future, you do not have to give up your hopes of a future spouse and family. I would advise you to be totally honest with yourself about your desires and eventually you will need to be bluntly honest with your partner. Early in any relationship with long term potential, you need to say something like" "I like men and I like women". It might not be conversation for the first date, but it should be an early conversation. The longer you wait to discuss it, the more difficult it will become to broach the subject. You are a young man. You may expect that you should have the answers to many of life's riddles, especially to a question as seemingly simple as "What is my sexual orientation?". I can assure you, you have very few answers and most of those answers will change as you age. By the time you reach my age, you will realize, that the answers aren't important. That answers are transient illusions and that life is never steady and safe and sure. Life is a changing amorphous existence swirling through time and the best we can do is enjoy the ride. Do not crowd out the potential for enjoyment with self doubt, fear and self recrimination. That is not to say that you should push headlong thoughtlessly in the pursuit of pleasure, but do not be afraid to do it once in awhile. Enjoy those things that bring you pleasure and do not be afraid of what others think. Do not restrict your present day with past standards. I wish you luck as you move ahead. When there is doubt, seek out counsel from the wise people around you and from inside your soul. Ultimately, you know what you should be doing, do not be afraid to admit it. Do not be afraid to do it.

Man, you sound much too polite for this situation. It is not as though you are asking the Rolls Royce next to your Bentley if they have some Grey Poupon. "Excuse me sir, might I trouble you to smother me with your buttocks for our mutual enjoyment?" I would much prefer: "Hey sexy drop that hot muscular ass on my fucking face. I want to lick your hole until I come all over you" Then, after a bit, if you want to go all Oliver Twist and plead "Might I have some more sir" I believe you will get exactly what you want.

I think that may be part of the point, that this is not specific to this story. This is a story that could happen to anyone at any time and that if it does, it is surprising and worthy of rejoicing. I will concede that the music adds drama and accentuates the telling of the story and that if the lyrics were paired with a lesser melody, they would not carry the song.

For those of you who do not know the song:

While the lyrics to Someone Like You do not soar to the heights of the music, within the context of the show and to a lesser extent outside of it, the meaning is clear, even if not obviously stated. That someone like you, in this case Dr. Jekyll, a successful Victorian era doctor, could love someone like she, a street prostitute, is surprising to her and worthy of her rejoicing in it. They are people of two different backgrounds who are able to get beyond that and fall in love. It is not an unusual story, at least in fiction, but it is surprising nevertheless. Most people meet and fall in love with others who are more like them in background than they are different. In this case, she is singing about the reality of those differences being overcome, though it is not clear that they really have been as Dr. Jekyll has quite a few other issues going on.

If this is role play you have do decide if your role is to be you or if your role is to be someone else, someone different than you. I would go with him coming in and with you being a big fussy about things. Have him start to clean and point out he missed a spot. Then tell him he needs to get down to really scrub that spot on the floor. Ignore him a bit, get a yourself a drink and come back in after a minute or so and act disappointed in the progress of the cleaning. At that point, I would ask him to clean something up high, Get him up on a ladder or a step stool. Get him to stretch. Subtly complement his body but condemn the work. "Gee with such big arms you would think you could scrub a bit harder" Perhaps if you weren't wearing something so form fitting, you would be able to really stretch and clean. Then, after a few minutes, offer him a drink. You look hot....would you like a drink to cool off? Keep up your end of the role play by telling him you want to make sure things are done properly so you are going to be watching him very carefully. Point out a poorly cleaned area and ask him to do it again. Take the sponge from him and do it yourself. Grab his hand put the sponge in his hand and demonstate using his hand. Linger on the hand to hand contact. Smile. Brush not so subtly against him. At the proper time, ask him to remove the shirt. ''You know if you are afraid to get that shirt wet, you can take it off." If things are working out, continue. IF they are not, do not force it. Call it a day and just ask for a massage and any extras you have arranged.

God almighty do not let Pierce Brosnan sing again. Where is Marni Nixon when you need her?

Listen Mr./Mrs/Ms/Miss/Master/Dr/Your Highness/...bovi licet me any time.

Why not the simple What a drama royal that person over there is and the person adjacent is also a drama royal. Both of those persons are drama royalty.

I do not have a preferred pronoun but I do have a preferred noun.....bovinity, it sounds like a cross between bovine and divinity. Heavenly. Here is my take on it....for persons who have to deal with so much in their lives, getting so rankled by pronoun designation seems especially thin skinned and energy sapping. I think they should buck up and take it like a human.

Is Cher playing Meryl's mom or Pierce Brosnan's mom? In either case, it seems a stretch. I did not enjoy the first one no matter how hard I tried to do so. Though I do recall some beef cake that was eye catching,

Can they make their methane passage less toxic to the environment while they are at it.

Reading down that set list caused me to choke up for a few minutes. Someone Like You from Jekyll and Hyde was my wife's favorite song and it was one of the reasons she returned to see the play so many times. Eder did an amazing job with that song in the play. That song became the rather unusual choice of a song to which the bride walks down the aisle at our wedding. Then again, in place of a prayer in the service, we had a friend and Broadway actor sing My Prayer, a 50's hit from the Platters. Our service was filled with eclectic music choices. As an aside, can anyone think of another word besides eclectic that has the letter c in it three times? No success in my attempts.

A random memory popped into my head, seemingly out of nowhere. I suppose that is the definition of random, but I digress. I have a vague recollection of being a young and impressionable young man, perhaps barely into my teens or possibly just shy of those chaotic years. In any case, the memory is of a news story on television of a group of about twenty men being arrested in Central Park NYC (my guess would the Rambles) as they were engaged in activity called a "daisy chain". I asked my father who was watching the news with me what that was and he plead ignorance. Anyway, I later learned that this activity was supposed to be a circle of men each being a top and a bottom at the same time until a circle was formed. I did a quick search and it seems that I brought this topic up about 2 years ago but it pulled into a discussion about 3 ways and so I am bring it up again. Are they real or merely urban legend? Anyone ever involved in a daisy chain? Is there choreography involved? Is it like a chain letter and if you break the chain you will have bad luck? Curiosity abounds.

As far as Ikea stock, should it go public, I would not see it as a long term winner. Slow growth until online competition cuts into the bottom line is my take on it. Though it does have a big head start and so there likely will be early growth.