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I find their stuff hit or miss, mostly hit. These are some really good songs. I love their score to Dogfight, if you've ever heard that.

Not me!

That makes me so happy! I saw it a second time. It is delightful.

I just watched the show. The first episode left my heart racing. But overall, it's hard to create a fully engaging show when all you have is assumptions and possible scenarios. Although certain episodes flash to different versions of the truth, at times, the shows seems to commit to one narrative, then switches gears. Is Jose violent? Is he sweet? Did he love his wife? Depends on which episode you watch. There's no attempt to commit to a cohesive picrure. There are some brilliant performances, though the writing is not always believable. The show definitely feels exploitative at times. It's hot seeing Chavez and Koch frequently undressed, but it also feels icky, knowing these guys were sexualized their whole lives. Adding a scene of them kissing on the lips, plus visualizing them incestuosly, not to mention fabricating the notion that Eric was gay . . . Exploitative.

I am happy to report the new Snow White was really charming and delightful. I am sucker for a well done musical. The new songs are fantastic, the songs from the original movie are well done. It's nice to have people starring in a movie musical who can actually sing. Rachel Zegler is glorious. Andrew Burnap is charming and super sexy. Gal Gadot pulls off her song well enough. I very quickly warmed up to the CGI dwarfs. I liked that they didn't recreate the original movie because those adaptations are never very good. The reports of its artistic demise were premature.

In the past, the nudity was from afar or above. This was a really great view; I loved the bent over curve.

Good news, we get a good view of Reacher's backside at the end of Season 3 Episode 6. Beautiful.

Add me to the no fingernail polish trend, as well as facial piercings. Not personally a fan of excessive tattoos or long, straggly beards. The first STI I ever got was from a man with a long, straggly beard, and it scarred me, I guess.

As I walk through Target or CVS noting how everything is locked up, I drram about moving to Japan. A friend traveled there and was amazed how women would leave their purse in public and no one would touch it. She also said it was so clean. I could go for that.

Other than getting some precum in my mouth, I have only actually swallowed my partner's load. I was never interested in commiting to making a guy cum until I decided to try on his big one. I remember watching porn, working up the desire to do it. As I worked hard on him, I decided I wanted the load; I deserved it after all my effort!

I don't watch a lot of new television series, but my partner and I enjoy watching Reacher together. We had a few butt shots in Season 1 but none in Season 2. I think we need some in Season 3. Ritchson doesn't seem to mind sharing.

Do you or anyone else know how it went?

I am a huge fan of musicals! I own hundreds of cast albums. My enthusiasm for seeing most everything that comes to town has waned in the last few years because audiences are getting ruder. It's hard to pay that much for a ticket only to sit near someone who refuses to stop talking. The theatres won't do anything to address it. Favorite show include Hello, Dolly!; Guys and Dolls; Fiddler on the Roof; Aida; In the Heights; Bells are Ringing; Jane Eyre; Les Mis; and Kiss Me, Kate.

This was a really beautiful article. I really appreciate @Rod Hagenfor sharing.

Thank you. There are times when I look back over my life and wonder what might have been if I had been allowed to figure out I was gay sooner. I would have loved to have built a life with someone from a young age and had children, among other things. But then, I love my partner now and am so hankful to have him. I loved my parents. My mom, who would have been devastated if I came out, was a warrior, and I miss her so much. My dad, who said plenty of anti-gay things when I was growing up (he wasn't too bright) would have said, "I just want you to be happy." As for my church and college, I still have good friends from those days and love all those people. Although we were taught being gay was a sin, etc., people were treated with love and respect. I will always speak highly of my two pastors. Not that it wasn't damaging, but also, a lot of good came out of it.

I was/am a late starter. I am still only out of the closet to a few in my personal life. For me, I was the quintessential good kid. After attending a drug/alcohol treatment class to support my sister, I realized that I was an invisible child (the one who doesn't draw attention to himself because everyone else is getting attention--one for good things, the other for bad--and I just did what I was supposed to). My parents started going to church when I was in later elementary. Once I came to realize I had an attraction to men, I knew it was not acceptable to the church or to my parents. I remember my 7thy grade health class teacher showing a video where it was said being gay was okay, and I had the distinct idea that it wasn't and that my parents wouldn't like the video. I went to a conservative religious college, where the narrative was that people weren't born gay and there were therapies to help them. Those ministries were promoted in church. I never pursued them because I was so ashamed and didn't want to find healing, only to carry the label with me throughout my life. As I witnessed with someone I knew in my past, it didn't seem to make sense to do the work to become ex-gay, only to bear that label for the rest of your life. After a lifetime of doing what I was supposed to do and being the good kid, the good Christian, I finally hooked up with a guy I found online when I was 32. I was frustrated. Despite trying my best to make the best decisions, my life was falling apart (career, finances, dreams). Then, hooking up (or actually trying to hook up) became an increasingly more frequent activity. But I still told myself, if my finances changed, I would join one of those programs to change me. At 40, I moved across country alone, and I had to confront my sexual identity. I tried joining church groups and secular groups to make friends, and it just wasn't happening. It's hard to make friends at that age, and I was accustomed to a robust friend group. I wanted to check out one of those therapy groups to stop being gay, but I couldn't afford it or make the commitment with a difficult work schedule. I was still hooking up, but I turned down any friendships that would have extended beyond the bedroom, afraid of identifying as gay, getting outed by people from my church groups, and then never being able to get married to a woman. During this period, I would go to YouTube and watch testimonies of people who were converted out of homosexuality. I used it to encourage me. Then, I stumbled onto a video from CBN, of all places, which showed the ministry's changing attitudes toward homosexuality. Among those interviewed was a Christian researcher who basically said, "There is no scientific evidence that therapy can actually change sexual orientation." It was eye-opening. I had already been disillusioned by the church's response to Trump's infidelities ("locker room talk") in comparison to how they told us to think during the era of Clinton's infidelities, and I had an angry talk with God as I walked down the street. Long story short, I realized that the church's view of homosexuality is changing, and I couldn't wait for their permission to live my life. I would be dead before they realized they were wrong, and that wouldn't do me any good. Clearly, looking at our political leaders, they weren't even consistent. Looking back, I felt like God had placed gay people in my life to tell me I was gay, and I was so in denial, I couldn't accept it. I was in a cult, really, where I was looking at myself in the mirror and denying what was right before my eyes. I had spent my life in agony over my desires, something I couldn't stop, and I made the decision right there to stop feeling defective. I am still only out to a few people. There is a trauma to coming out, even when you know 98% of people will support you. I no longer attend a church, but I don't blame God and still identify with my religion. That's the quick version that cuts out a lot of my growth, questions, struggles, challenges, and insights.

Don't discount your sex appeal at 51. That's a hot age. My partner is 65, and I an crazy about him.

1. Being with a hot guy equates into hot sex. I have had many great sexcapades with guys who looked nothing like David Anthony or Stu from Sean Cody. There are many ways for guys to be hot. 2. When I have a partner, I will have sex regularly, and I won’t need to be on the hunt. Ha. Ha. Ha.

Why do people force themselves on massage therapists when there are plenty out there happy to oblige?

Well, he's got a long way to go if he's trying to compete with Allison Mack.

Probably too late, but I saw Al in OC. I think YMMV, but it was an incredible experience. I met Mike briefly after our session, which was also fun.

I know, but what was it expected that people did in that theater when it was permitted. Did they even sell popcorn?

How sad that his career was destroyed and that he had to bear the weight of having his sexual expression publicly exposed.

I didn't have sex until I was 32, and it was many more years until I tried anal. My vote is, go for the whole shebang of what you want. Hiring is the easiest way to get the sex you want, and if you pick the right provider, you have someone on your side. How long depends on you. Are you going to have buyers remorse the moment you cum? Or, do you want some cuddle and connecting time? Personally, I don't like to be rushed; I enjoy savoring my time with a guy. If there is a connection, I never get bored cuddling and making out. I can't do incalls, so I can't speak to that. I would say, when you meet, let them know it's your first time. It shouldn't matter when setting up your appointment.

I would pass.