Porn? Can you judge a man by the porn he surfs, or doesn’t?

Porn? Can you judge a man by the porn he surfs, or doesn’t?

It is said that you can tell a lot about a person by the clothes they were, the car that the drive, or the neighborhood in which they live.

I wonder if the same can be said about the porn he surfs?
Me.. yep, I surf porn.. not every day, hell not every week, but there are some days when something erotic and visual is in need.
What do I look for in my internet porn?
Mostly group sex.. MFF mostly.. but an occasional MFM is okay..
I never look at anything that resembles child porn.. it is revolting to me, even if the girl looks like she may be underage.. (and may not be)
I do not enjoy gay porn.. it just is not my bag, and even in an MMF environment, the dudes better not touch, or it’s over.. I am double clicking my way to somewhere else.

I have my trusted source for porn.. I think every adult should have one.. I would post it here, but there is a chance that posting a link to an adult site could get me banned here.. so I will just call it by name.. sublime directory.

Usually I go look at the little movie clips.. but I have also been known to browse the thumbnail galleries.. I guess the mini-movie videos have some appeal in that one there is movement, but perhaps more importantly there is sound..

This may seem morally corrupt at first, but I don’t trust a man who says he does not like porn. I find that most men who proclaim such a thing are just being dishonest with themselves, and as a result may find it easier to be dishonest with others.

On the other hand, if someone says to me, that I do not look at porn because I do not want to feel the temptation to sin, that to me although perhaps mildly ridiculous, is an honest reason, and does not say in and of itself “I don’t like porn”. It just says, I believe that porn will make me go to hell and I am afraid of hell..
At least it’s honest.

I prefer people who can take nearly anything in moderation. And have more respect for the person who can moderate their vice, than the person who abstains form all vice for fear of loosing control.

In my eyes, the abstinence junkie is just as bad as the over the top actual junkie, given that the abstinence, is born of a lack of self trust , or trust in one’s own will power.

Speaking of Abstinence.. from vice that is..
I am thinking of quitting smoking! FUCK ME.. my biggest reason for not quitting seems to have gone all cati-wampus on me.. that reason was, I enjoy it, and I don’t want to live forever.. now I am not saying even for an instant that I have any sort of death wish, but life had grown boring.. mundane..
Now, I have had my eyes opened, (again)_ to see that life truly is what you make of it.. each day can be an adventure, if you only try. And everybody is deserving of love, even us old fat, bald fellows.

So now I want to live another 10 or 15 years if I can help it.. kinda fucks up that whole, “Who cares” thing I had going now don’t it.

I have tried to quit before and did once for two years.. now I will work my self up into a frenzy of self control and go at it again.. wish me luck.. when it comes to cigarettes, I will be the first to admit I am a junkie.. a died in the wool addict … and I know it ain;t gonna be easy..

I heard of this new method of smoking cessation.. whenever you want to have a cigarette, you have sex instead.. then when you want to have that after sex smoke, well you go back at it.. do this until you pass out from exhaustion for as long as it takes to curb your nicotine hunger..
(I am still looking for a volunteer to have sex with me 20 times a day)
My hand said, that it would go on strike, and then my typing would suck even more, if I tried to do it the self serve method..

Maybe I will just chew gum.

So did everyone survive yesterday? I did.. although it was a rather strange day.. at noon, I was taking my lunch in my car and reading a bit of Perelandra by C.S. Lewis. When across the lawn of my office building walked a rather good sized deer, a doe. I half suspected to see a faun behind her, but she walked alone, in the mid day sun. She stopped at the edge of the blacktop and looked at me for a long minute.. then as casually as she had walked up she walked on.. to a little depression with a stream that runs though it on the opposite side of the parking lot. It was a sort of treat to have her pay me this visit.
Later in the day 4 or 5 Canadian Geese were picking there way around that same lawn, with perhaps 7 or 8 small goslings in tow. So it was n interesting day for wildlife, here in the city. (I am actually near the airport, in a warehouse/business district.)

In the fall and through some of the winter, you can go down to the very far end of the parking lot and watch deer, so it was not a first time for a deer encounter, just the first for when it was so light, and close…

This Friday.. my wife will be off at a batchlorette party, I will be home alone from 6 to whenever.. she tried to tell met at there would be no strippers.. (like I care) I found out that there would in fact be a strip club and male dancers.
She blushed and said she had no idea.. I don’t think I believe her…. And I am not sure I care .. even that she may have been deceptive about it..

I have to wonder, why , some people in relationships feel that inequity is alright? More than once, I have been made fully aware of my spouses unhappiness at the prospect of me going to a Batchelor party, when I said that there would be no strippers, and as far as I knew there really were none.. I have also been accused of cheating, looking, wanting to cheat, thinking of cheating, wishing I could cheat, with nearly every woman I know. In all actuality, it would take a person of exquisite beauty, and great kindness to even tempt me.