types of stands: hand, band, and one-night.

i'm not much of a person who brags about themself, but as far as acquaintances goes, i consider to have a lot of them and have made a lot of friends who all posess different personalities. to prove this attribute to be true, i probably can credit this due to my many one-night stands that i have had so far.

most people think that people who partake in one-night stands seem to have no care of defiling themselves and that they have no regards for self-respect. i have to disagree with this concept, as one can learn how to share and establish potentially great relationships. so what happens to those one night stands that you have proven to be unsuccessful for future purposes? i have discovered that doing these sorts of things in hawaii definitely eliminates any possiblities of not bumping into one another, such as tonight's shift at the restaurant where i seen "him." so if "you" happen to read this, i still hold my story true that i can't sleep with "you" since i become traumatize whenever i see an uncircumcised penis, which reminds me of when i had gotten raped with one that gave me severe rash.

but take a larger city for example, like metropolitan osaka or seoul. you see, this is one reason why i like asia so much; the numerous brothels that they have that are open twenty-four hours a day, complete with clean shower and other facilities. my first experience was in tokyo's shinjuku ni-chome, supposedly japan's largest gay district. i have discovered a place called '24' and had my first encounter with another country's national. now my type is asian, specifically japanese and korean men, so to have visited these two countries i consider myself to be lucky. so some guy decides he wants to have fun with me and showed me into a room. they way he led me by holding my wrist in a tight manner had made given me this excitement necessary for great sex. but to my surprise, most japanese likes their shit gentle. who doesn't want someone to throw you around in an erotic way? so after what was comparable of a curious pre-adoloscent who just came out of a sexual education course, i decided to take matters into my own hand and let him know what's up and the correct way to do things.

it was amazing. the perspiration on both of our bodies and the smell of man had sent me into euphoria. it had seem like we were at it for a while, that was until he had aided me with my orgasm. it was almost as if all the effort that i had put into that was a waste since he had sort of interrupted me in the middle of my orgasm by stopping whatever he was doing to make me reach this point. i thought, fine, he just doesn't know what feels good for me. an hour or two later, a different guy. and guess what, same mother-fucking thing.

i decided to do some research on why this is, so i tuned into some japanese porn. and boy does that explain everything. it's kind of like a karate kid movie; a quick ending that leaves you with many open-ended questions that can't be answered. unless if they had tried to hold a crane position that probably would have made me feel really great, i was almost never satisfied with asian sex. and for crying out loud, don't be afraid to scream and groan; otherwise you're giving me the impression that i suck at what i do, you punku assu bicchu....