on the lasting impressions of break downs

While he was going down I me, I started reminiscing on a trip I had to Santa Barbara. I'm not sure why. My car broke down in front of these amazing redwoods making waiting for triple A not too bad.

If you haven't been, it's really like those stupid New Moon Movies. It's worth going.

Instead of getting soft, which normally happens when I start thinking of other things- which can happen a lot this days while engaged in activities like that, I was only getting harder. Which I thought was kinda funny.

I love guys that love to suck dick. Particularly those that love to suck my dick. You can tell when a guy just loves to suck dick, any dick. Usually it's bad dick sucking. It's because they somehow don't realize that every dick is different. But as soon as you realize it, you realize every dick isn't worth loving. Just my dick. I'm just joking. Really, it's not about the dick. It's about who someone is. The dick is the extension of who someone is. When someone has your dick in your mouth, really they have you entirely in their mouth. People think it's the dicksucker that's the submissive one. But really it's you who is in them and at their whim. But the game between you who's dick is getting suck and feeling like he's the one in control and the the one's sucking your dick assuming the submissive role but really being in control... this is the power play of identity which makes the whole thing interesting.
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“Have you ever been to Vermont in fall?” he said to me once while we were taking a walk to a diner to grab some food.

“No, I haven't”

“It's the most beautiful thing.”

Then he kicked a crushed can that was on the sidewalk into the street upon which a speeding car ran over and spun on for a little bit. The car nearly crashed, I thought with my eyebrows raised. Looking back at him at what he done, I saw his face untouched by any incident. I smiled.

“I don't know why but I can't get the thought of those falling orange leaves out of my mind when I'm around you.”

I innocently reached for his hand.