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[_voyageur]

Today I bought a camera. Not one of those digital things, but a camera that runs on films. I wanted one to take pictures with in Gambia, because I simply don't like digital photo's as much as photo's taken with a "normal" camera. Somehow I see a difference between the two. Plus, I think it's cool to wait for weeks untill you finally have your

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[benpretend]

bah, i lost mine on a golf-course... :)

[_voyageur]

you high-society boy :P

[benpretend]

more like drunk-society...

it was with a pe teacher from glasgow... she was very fit :)

[_voyageur]

sounds nothing like the teachers I had. The female ones were over 50 and the only younf male was my english teacher. I had to talk in front of the class for 20 minutes so I decided to dress up like Marilyn Monroe and act like her. (lying on the table, wearing a white dress and a fake mole on my lip) All the prick said was: "ugh, vulgair!"

[benpretend]

mine was about 20 and very sexy... i think maybe wearing a marilyn monroe dress would've lessened my chances of scoring somewhat... but i've never had an english teacher, so who knows...

where was your first "journey into the nether regions of the male sexy zone"? we've established it wasn't the back of a car, but where else? a dumpster? a fridge? a dog kennel???

[_voyageur]

well, the first time I ever touched that part of a boy was in a stable during heavy rain. I didn't really want to, but he kept pushing my hand down there. It took another while before I had the bravery to actually DO something, which was just plain boring in a bed. (Actually that's my cover-up. Don't tell anyone about the dumpster :P)

[benpretend]

damn, that's like from some mills and boon style gothic romance...

"That stormy november night, the wind swept down the plain, weaving in and out of the pines while the rain lashed down upon the roof of the tiny barn. Inside, two figures stood facing each other, their passions all ablaze. One, his eyes turned deliciously towards the other said in quiet sacred tones: "Wanna touch my cock?" And the other, her body smoulding with a hidden passion said: "Nope."

And don't worry, the dumpster is safe with me... And i have the photos to prove it *wink*. :P

[_voyageur]

hahaha! thanks, that made me feel a lot better :P

[benpretend]

anything to help out a fellow "awwww shucks" type person...

so anyhoo, who was the person you felt bad for who got laid in their car? and why did they tell you? didn't they know you had a blog? and really nosey friends?

[_voyageur]

is that good or bad? :P

no one told me their little adventures. I wouldn't want to know either :-/ It's just that cars are quite uncomfortable, unless you've got a great big pink limo... I really wouldn't want my first time to be in a car! Not that a dumpster was any better for a first time, but hey!

[benpretend]

ah, i see... have we recently had such an experience then? personally, the idea of trying to maneouver my sexy body around a set of friction-happy seats whilst avoiding any protruding gear-sticks, ash-trays and headrests gives me enough of a headrush to want to run away screaming... i couldn't think of anything more uncomfortable than being pressed up against a cold side window, being jackhammered into the felt coverings...

one simple slip of the arm and *bam* the doors opn, you're on the street and your lover's man-tackle is waggling in the brisk night air for all to see, not to mention your own blessed love-mounds...

so no, car-shagging does not seem like a pleasant sexual encounter... ever...

[_voyageur]

that sounds... disturbing! if THAT would have been my first time I'd never EVER have sex again! I'd go to church and pray for my sins to be forgiven, and eventually become a nun.

[benpretend]

yeah, but it'd be a laugh :)

[_voyageur]

hahaha in twenty years definitely. until then... it't be too shameful :P

[benpretend]

it's only shameful when you enjoy it... and trust me honey, you won't enjoy it ;)