I get home from a sufers party and I decided to check my e-mail. I get a spam mail with subject: ejaculate like a porn star. I did not dare open it. Without hesitation I deleted it, put it into the trash like how i deal with anything that scares me in life. There was this really hot surfer/model/tv host/entrepreneur/hitched to a really hot model/society pages regular, he was auctioning off surf clothing. I was tempted to bid for a really cute reef bag but I was actually saving my money just in case he decides to auction himself off by the end of the night. No such luck. In the middle of the night, this guy takes off his shirt, walks around half naked, auctions off more surf stuff by just giving a risque smile that brings to mind images of sand, surf, and sex on a surfboard. While we were watching surf video of friends, he makes out with his girlfriend in front of me. It was like high school all over again, the guy you like playing goo goo eyes with your bestfriend. Then he decides to dance in front of us (gaybar dancing), that sexy inguinal jutting out from his jeans. But he scares me, so without delay I was out of there, throwing him to trash bin, forever deleted in my life. Who needs to ejaculate like a porn star anyway? Who wants to date the inguinal guy who is always the life of the party? I don't. There are so many things that we know we cannot have, we know we don't really need. The inguinal guy too hot for you? There is always the geek who blows your mind away. So you can't ejaculate like a porn star? Don't worry, life is not a pornographic movie.
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