tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68571314133294538512011-07-08T04:31:29.531-07:00Twenty-seven years old, I have fantasized about other men for as long as I can remember. As I mature, I care less and less about what people think if I have sex with other men. Rather, I think it's pretty cool that I admire male bodies and crave cock. This blog is an outlet for my desires, and perhaps will record my path to bisexuality. I also hope I might encourage other men to enjoy cock.Charmideshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400907551380625625noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6857131413329453851.post-45035732680689466272010-01-07T09:54:00.000-08:002010-01-09T02:32:30.005-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiIZQQoB3Z4/S0hGuQuNSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rkP2NRWyP30/s1600-h/Herakles1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424663511744465154" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LiIZQQoB3Z4/S0hGuQuNSQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rkP2NRWyP30/s320/Herakles1.jpg" style="float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 161px;" /></a><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiIZQQoB3Z4/S0hG127dXdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YajxlgEvslM/s1600-h/AntinousNaples.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424663642259676626" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LiIZQQoB3Z4/S0hG127dXdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YajxlgEvslM/s320/AntinousNaples.jpg" style="float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 219px;" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">"...at the moment Charm</span><span style="font-style: italic;">ides came in he seemed to me to be amazing in stature and appearance, and everyone there looked to me to be in love with him, they were so astonished and confused by his entrance, and many other lovers followed in his train. That men of my age should have been affected this way was natural enough, but I noticed even the small boys fixed their eyes upon him and no one of them, not even the littlest, looked at </span><span style="font-style: italic;">anyone else, but all gazed at him as if he were a statue. And Chaerephon called to me and said 'Well, Socrates, what do you think of the young man? Hasn't he a </span><span style="font-style: italic;">splendid face?'<br />'Extraordinary,' I said.<br />'But if he were willing to strip,' he said, 'you would hardly notice his face, his body is so perfect.'"<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;">[Plato: Charmides, 154cd]<br /></span></span></span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"...I saw inside his cloak and caught on fire and was quite beside myself."</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">[Plato: Charmides, 15</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">5d]</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6857131413329453851-4503573268068946627?l=charmides7.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Charmideshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10400907551380625625noreply@blogger.com0