Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

if love was dead or gone then the self had nothing to do all day but work on sex. oh, and hate. and death -- martin amis

Hey ev'rybody. Been reading Pax Acidus for a while, just got around to registering for the board now.

I dunno whether to scoff at love or admire the concept. Movies would have you believe that love conquers all and everything works out in the end. Realizing that movies are bullshit is a metaphoric kick in the face, but life can be like that.

I mean, when you spend 3 of the best years of your life with someone, and then one day you're on the beach watching the sun rise and you realize that it's not going to work out in the end, that you can't stay on that beach for eternity no matter how much you want to because you just don't have the means to take your life in this direction, it's kinda rough. Ah, the naivity of youth.

Love's great.

Foxly are you Emma from London? If so we are meeting Ralph tomorrow at the cafe at 2:30pm. See you there. And we are gonna do this film.

Actually, I'm James from Canada.

BTW, the film version of Alone was cool. The ending might've been a tad cliche'd, but it's really good overall. Just thought I'd throw in my two cents. (Which, at the current exchange rate is about 1.3 American cents.) :P

Yeah in the real ending the guy takes ecstasy, turns gay, and starts to hang out in leather bars.

ooh has a great sense of humor. that's why I'm not his only friend.

that's not my ending. I agree with you. I lost contol over the final cut. but thanks.

with friends like McCutcheon, who needs...

just don't mess with my movie endings man!

You better hope Olga doesn't read this. and i can write this here because i love you man. sloppy kisses to you and yours. Now put up my mix damnit. the Kyle is still asleep. and so are a few other people. I'm on my own doing what I do. I write a few hours before anyone ever wakes up and then they think i don't do anything all day. do they think this shit just appears? soon you will be able to read it. this one is hot! I'm almost tempted to post a paragraph it's so prorno...okay twist my arm. this is part of it...

an unedited experb from:
3 girls to get over 1
by McCutcheon


I went into the bathroom to pee. The door opened on me.

“I'm in here,� I said.

“I know,� came the reply.

The door opened wider. Janet was standing in the doorway. I had only meet Janet twenty minutes ago. She was Mexican with long legs and almost no tits whatsoever. What she lacked in breasts she made up for in nipples. Her nipples were long and slender rods that looked like two little erections. I rolled her left The halter-top she worn hung on her slender frame like a tiny tent top laid on its side. Those nipples protruded straight at me.

There was a lot of visible Latin American skin between the top and her slight short skirt. Her midriff was exposing an impressively tight stomach. She also wore sandals. Janet stood there with her hands on her narrow hips.

I finished pissing. Flushed the toilet and turned to Janet. By this time she had entered the bathroom and shut the door. She walked to me. Clasped her hands around my neck.

“Dance with me,� she said. Her lips went to a whisper on my neck. Her tongue flicked in my ear.

We started to gyrate against each other. Our miniscule amount of clothing was getting stretched and taunt as we moved our bodies in flirtatious friction. Soon my cock was hard and started poking out the top of my tennis shorts, pressed between our two bare bellies.

“You like that?�

“Yes.� Any straight guy would.

She grabbed my proud relatively pale penis in her rustic tanned hand. It took only a few jacks of her wrist to make me spurt my eggshell colored come over her distinctively dark hued knuckles.

Then she took my cock and lifted her skirt. There was an oily black patch of trimmed pubic hair. It was shaved into a thin landing strip. She took my cum covered cock and placed it between pink flowered pussy lips. I was slightly filled with terror by this indiscreet act of unsafe sex. I had only been with one woman in the last year and a half. Someone with Janet's audacity scared me. She must have had many partners to be so straightforward. I've never had the nerve to fuck unknown people in bathrooms in the middle of a drunken afternoon summer party. I was unlearning my natural espousal nature. The scare of AIDS left me. It was stupid and erratic. I felt fictitious and kept on fucking.

there is a lot more to come if i can get sober enough to straighten it out...here is alitle more. a sneak peak if you will...


Her cunt felt so good it kept me hard and wouldn't let me escape. Soon I had her off her feet. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I slipped my index finger into her asshole. With both of her orifices full Janet's body shivered and rode me suspended from the ground.

Hey talk to Ralph not me. This is the lovers forum.

PUBLIC PRAYER:

If there is a God out there, please let the Italian girl who came in the bookstore yesterday come back and go out with me.

--ooh

Oh Boy! it's too porno. got to change that.

here is how the story turned out. But hell, this is a web site and it can be changed in anyway. hope you enjoy. I know a few boys it gave erections to. and the girls. well I don't kiss and tell. like everying it's all fucking fiction. no pun intended. read and know what i mean.
http://www.paxacidus.com/read/2girls.htm

let's see if anyone can dechiper who i'm misquoting. Love is neither virtue nor this thing nor that but simply growth. We are in love when we are growing.