Showing posts with label regain manhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label regain manhood. Show all posts

Fighting Crazy with Crazy


So, I'm being driven nuts by the fact that my... personal bliss is tied to the comments here on this blog. There are a lot of things working against me:
  1. I don't have the ability to post everyday. I'm a busy person, so I don't have the time to post everyday. I'm also boring, and don't have something to say everyday... which is good, because frankly that could mean that my big sis didn't throw another humiliating task my way and left me alone. So, right there any day I don't post is a lost day.
  2. Comments. Not only do I have to post, but then I need to have enough comments associated with said post for it to mean anything. Now, you've all been very good about that and I thank you... I think it should be noted that of the 30+ comments, two have been on my side which is demoralizing... and it's tough to feel bliss when you're demoralized.

So two big factors working against me. On top of all that, it gets mighty frustrating to do anything when you're all... pent up. Can't sleep (a la Seinfeld), can't concentrate (opposite of Seinfeld), I've become more irritable, gullible and anxious. Plus, the hold idea that I have to ration these... moments out makes the point of... arrival bittersweet.

Please spank this... it really needs it...

SPANK THIS

So, in this pent up state, I think I'm starting to go a bit mad... but an odd idea struck me the other night. What if... I took a bit (and I stress bit) of female hormones? Not like what any transgendered person would take, but just enough to take the edge off. Just the minimal amount to allow me to regain control over my primal self. After all, she's been using this as a primary weapon in taking me down this pink path. If I could diminish it enough to break her control maybe I could regain all my manhood back. It would be like taking one step back in order to take two steps forward. Plus, as this is my idea I could always stop if it doesn't work like I think it will.

This sounds crazy. Heck, it reads crazy as I type it out but this could just work, right? What do you all think, is this a good idea?

Line in the Sand


Hey all,

First off let me say thank you for all the comments to date. While I don't agree with many... or all of the comments out there, as far as earning an orgasm for myself, it's not what's said but that you're all saying it. So again, your thoughts... no matter how much I may not want to hear it... thank you very much. I'm grateful.

That being said; these comments just keep getting worse. You can't seriously think of me in those ways, can you???? You're all talking to me like I'm some silly girl, confused bimbo... or worse, a suppressed slut. I am none of those things, I assure you. Would you talk to a guy on the street like that? I doubt it.

Look I'll admit something. My sister has me surrounded by femininity almost all the time, how she always talks to me and addresses me, it's tough sometimes not to get caught up in it. And some of these things, knowing that only a girl does it... it makes me self-conscious and alienated at places like the gym.

But, I really thought all this time it was me versus her. She was the crazy one for doing this to me... but, no one has been supporting me in the comments. Are you all really on her side??? I can't begin to describe how crushing that is. It gets so exhausting to constantly be fighting my sister... putting up with her indignities because deep down I knew that I was a man.

So, please... those on my side, let me hear you! I need your support now more than ever. It's just so crushing when I have to do all these feminine things and then I come on here and all I read is that I should be some sexy submissive girl.

Mixed Signals

Ummm... ok, so I'm a little alarmed. I haven't gotten enough comments on my last post, so if you haven't commented, then please do so!

The other problem is that the comments I am getting are more of the variety that I am a girl... or a slut... or a slutty girl. That's the image my sister is trying to falsely project onto me. I'm a normal, red-blooded guy! I don't want this!

Alright, so someone commented in the last post that I clearly like beautiful women (how very true!)... and then I think they were confused because they put me on the wrong side of a blow job. Women give blow jobs. Guys get blow jobs. I'm a guy so I get a blowjob.

So this person wanted me to talk about my thoughts regarding getting a blowjob. I'm willing to do this. What guy hasn't thought of his dream blowjob.

It starts with an incredibly sexy girl who I find myself alone with. Things start off innocently enough, but then she gives me "that" look.

One thing leads to another and before I even realize it, she's on her knees in front of me. I can hardly believe this is happening as I take off my clothes. I wonder if maybe I'm being forward, but surprisingly, she looks like she wants this even more than I do.

I hold my breath as I feel her soft, warm hand on my growing member. As her moist mouth gets ever closer, the hot tingle of her breath is electric. My breath comes out in a slow, low groan as her wet tongue and slick lips find their mark.

My eyes look up at him with his rigid cock in my mouth and I know this is going to be a regular occurrence. My tongue finds all the right buttons and it takes all my strength to keep my hand from between sliding between my legs.

And while this is something we both desperately wanted and needed, there comes this point where we are on opposite ends. He fights desperately to ignore his carnal impulses and have this go on forever, while I on the other hand want my prize. Despite our vast contrast of masculine and feminine, hhe knows this is a battle he can't ever win with me. I have him at full mast and I'm right where he wants me.

And then all too soon, I get my prize.

Out of the Fire and Into...

Hi all.

So another week all over again.  It was starting to feel like Groundhog day in a way, but my big sister came up with something new.  Though, I can't tell if she's being sweet or sinister.

It's quite simple, I need 3 new comments on any given post in order for it to count towards an orgasm.  Oh yeah, so if you didn't guess she was restricting me to one orgasm a week.  It may not sounds all that bad for one week, but it wears you down... or winds you up depending on how you look at it.

So it's quite simple, those of you who read this please comment on my posts.  Feel free to do what happens on lots of sites, where someone posts the proverbial "First" post.  Also, feel free to claim that coveted second and third comment, by stating "First... edit: rats." and "third!" respectively. I encourage you to criticize my big sister for her cruel dealings... myself for anything at this point, the weather in your area... how you are allowed to orgasm at will, the fate of clean drinking water or the polar icecaps... your thoughts, reactions, tangents, asides, links, comments on comments, flame wars...

So, can you help a guy out?  I figure this could be a great way to show that you're on my side and that my big sister should cease and desist.  Thanks in advance.

P.S. In case your wondering this is what I used to help me on my one day of bliss:

 
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