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First two pictures are of Lake Obersee, Switzerland. The third is Lochaber, Scottish Highlands.
I can remember being in high school, I must have been a junior, it was around this time of year. One of my classmates got into the principles office, got on the PA system and blasted School's Out though the building! Lololol
The following thoughts were prompted by the blocking of GBT by the government of India.
Under the democratic system, a government is expected to protect the interests of the people.But that is not what we see in the actions of the governments of many countries.The governments are trying to deny the rights of people.Today in many countries the line separating democracy and autocracy has vanished due to the anti-people policies and laws of their governments.Even if it’s the people who elect the government, the power of governance makes the government to work against the interests of the people.It has scant regard for the rights of people which are guaranteed by the constitution.And this denial of their freedom and rights is what we see in actions like censorship of media.The government goes to the extent of dictating the people about what they should see or read.The best example of this could be seen in the blocking of porn sites.Here the government not only decides what the people should see or not but also dons the role of the protector of their morality.The government’s over enthusiasm in checking the morality of people is prompted by its autocratic tendency rather than the interest in the moral discipline of the people. The sexual urge is very difficult to control.Even a morally disciplined person can’t overcome this urge completely.Then we can think about those people who commit sexual crimes because of their uncontrollable sexual urge.The government justifies its action of blocking porn sites by saying that they were responsible for sexual crimes.But it’s difficult to imagine that those who commit sexual crimes do so because of the influence of porn sites.The very sexual urge is enough for them to commit such crimes.They don’t commit such crimes always after watching porn.The sight of women’s body, alcohol, and the provocative dress worn by women are the most probable factors which prompt them to do sexual crimes.Then why should we single out porn sites for blaming?
Should only the people be subjected to moral scrutiny? What about the morality of the politicians who head the government? Shouldn’t their morality also to be checked? When politicians can enjoy sex in the comfort and privacy of their official residences and guest houses what is wrong in a person watching porn in the privacy of his home? Why this sudo puritans make a hue and cry about porn sites and show enthusiasm in banning them? Are they the right people to protect the moral edifice of the society?
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This is the heartbreaking story of Derek Mansen, a 10-year-old boy from Sacramento, California.
It was in the summer of 2005 that Derek and his mother, Cindy French, were struck by catastrophic news.
Indeed, Derek learns that he is suffering from a very aggressive form of cancer, a neuroblastoma.
The mother and son decide to fight the disease together, and then a photographer named Renee Byer offers to document this difficult adventure.
These photos allowed Renee Byer to win a Pullitzer Prize and as you will see, they are heartbreaking.
Derek had a bone marrow extraction to see if he was fit to have a transplant.
However, the pain was unbearable when she woke up.
Derek's mother was always present during the difficult announcements.
In the previous photo, she gives Derek a hug after he learns that he will have to undergo painful surgery again.
Through the episodes of pain and fear, Derek enjoyed every little moment of joy that passed in order to forget his worries for brief moments.
But the fight was also very difficult for Derek's mom.
Unfortunately, although the doctors tried everything, they eventually had to tell Derek and his mother that there was nothing more to do.
Soon, the tumors attacked many parts of his body.
And the doctors gave Derek one last dose of painkillers so he could leave without suffering.
Derek left in the arms of his mother, while she sang her favorite song.
The story of Derek makes us realize that we must enjoy every moment with our loved ones.
We must savor every moment and never hesitate to let them know that we love them.
Hi all this is my first blog as I am a bit of a slow learner. Thanks to all those who have accepted as friends and I am really enjoying the content of this great site. Is there anyway I can post a message to all those in my friends list at once?
Anyways nice to meet you all and I hope I can learn more how to do things here. Love to all and Merry Xmas ????????????
Thought I'd ask if anyone like me has favorites they love to see again and again. Some of my favorites include these guys:
Lukas(very hot blonde boy), Ryder McCloud, Xander, and there are some others I see on video but there are no names given, such as the boy in "Blue Boy," "Jonas," Australian Hottie(in green shorts to start off with), A Vintage Story(the cutie on the right in the video--so so hot), of course "Marat"(one of the hottest on GBT), the cutie Christie, the cutie "Alex," Jade, classic "Teen Wanker," You'll find all of these amongst my favorites. Anyone here have other favorites that really do it for you and help you lose load after load and provide such awesome pleasure Interested to see what other people like......
Men have a tendency to always compare cock sizes, both metaphorically and literally, from the size of the cars they drive to the secret glances at the urinal. On meeting each other we have to fall into this act of comparison, where are you from, what do you do for a living. Always weighing up the other. Always fighting for supremacy. From boyhood we rarely grow out off this egoic tenancy. I find it so exhausting, the other always riving for the top position of the pack. Like cocks fighting for its territory. But I am not a cock fighter, no the very opposite, I am a cock lover and have been this way from a very early age.
We are both thirteen years old, best of friends, siting in a darkened room, his parents out for the evening, we take full advantage of their absence. Two cans of coke fresh from the fridge and the video we found hidden in the back of his dad’s closet. We sit back and prepare for this moment of manhood. The cans of coke hiss as we opened them and the video recorder makes a clonking noise as it begins to play. He slowly began to undo his zip, my eyes glancing over but pretending to watch the TV scene. The video recorder was making a whirling sound and the darkened room flickering with the light of the video being played. The film starts abruptly, instantly naked bodies moved rhythmically on the scene, hypnotic in there motion, pink soft flashing being revealed. My heart pondering heavily in my chest, this boy treading into the uncharted land of adulthood. The fear and the excitement was an irresistible cocktail, that was dangerous but it was too late. The chemistry of my teenage body was burning up, lust running through my veins, my cock was as hard as a rock and was throbbing with excitement of what is to come. Teeth by teeth he pulled open the zip to reveal that he was wearing those red tight pants. The ones he wore that time in the changing room when I watched him stripping down shamelessly for football. At that time I couldn’t make out much but this time I could now see the shape of my prize, his pants were swollen with his cock. In the light of the TV I could see the shape of it doming up from his white stomach. I gaze secretly at it, my eyes recording every detail of this moment. Where the tip of his cock touched his pants I could see that the red had turned a darker colour, he was wet with pre-cum. He sat there with his school trousers open exposing his cock to me. He glanced over to me and I quickly refocused onto the scene. A part of my knew he was checking that I was watch him, this performance was for me, although he would never admit this.
His head turned back to the TV, now focusing completely on the content of the video. On the screen a pair of red painted lips opening slowly, a cowboy laying back on the sofa also unzipping his flies. His cock peering out of some rugged jeans, her mouth opened wider and then she consumed the cock deep into her throat. Damon placed his hand on his cock as he watch her devour the cowboys shiny red helmet. Slowly his thumb moved up and down the shaft of his cock, making the head swell further and throb. The sticky dark stain on his pants began to spread as he thumb began to move faster and with rhythm.
Now my eyes were fixated on this red mountain, my zip now undone, I reached inside my pants, I was also wet. I grasped my cock inside my pants and began pulling the skin up and down gazing at the show before me. I wasn’t sure if this was real or if I was dreaming, I had no idea of this approaching situation, that this was the night that I would see an errect cock for the first time in my life. As I sat silently and watched, inside I begged for him to reach in and take it out. I didn’t have to wait for long, sure enough, without any shame, he pushed his hand under the elastic of this pants and as he did I saw my first peek of his red wet head peering out at me. The wetness shone in the light of the TV, like a diamond it consumed my attention. The he did it in my move, glancing back once more at me and then back to the scene, he pulled his pants up and then down over his balls, his cock rose up in delight, like on a tight spring it bounced up and down and then settled before me. His fore skin looked tight and its whiteness shone in the TV light .I stared at every details that I could see. To me it was like a piece of art before me, pure soft white skin with a blue vein running directly down the middle. A short spread of pubic hair curled around the shaft, framing this beautiful sculpture. His balls had very little hair and looked smooth and well rounded. The fore skin was tightly stretched around the head, with just the tip of the mouth peering out looking wet and hungry. Placing his thumb and finger around his cock he made a ring shape as he took hold of the skin ready to begin to walk. I was breathless, the smell of sweet sweat rose up through the open neck of my shirt. Lust using through my body, I no longer cared if he saw me watching, he had me mesmerised, I pulled my pants right down around my ankles and proudly exposed my cock. The freedom was immense to be naked and erect for the first time in front of another soul. All of my desires, all of my fantasies, all of the times I had laid in the bath rubbing my cock with soap until it had cum, all of these moments had been leading to this moment. At last no longer a fantasy, this was really happening. I took my hand and began walking my cock, spreading open my legs without a care in the world, I was free! The moment I touched my cock I almost came. Then he slowly pulling down the foreskin, the tight skin became tighter as it widen to let the fat red head rip its way out, soaked in pre-cum sparkling and wet, his finger took a bud of pre-cum which he began to massage into the most sensitive part of the cock making the head swell even more. In that moment like a rocket from deep inside me my cock hardened to prepare for lift off, my balls tightened and I wanted to scream, God how I wanted to scream. I quickly tried to pull up my shirt but it was too late, think creamy white cum ejaculated out of my cock, again and again, in waves of sweet ecstasy all over my shirt and i did not care. let it cover my shirt, let it cover the sofa, let in cover this world, for I was now a man. I had had my first encounter with another guy, for a year since I was first able to cum I had fantasied about this moments. And now it was real, and now I had cum in front of another man. And it had felt even better than in my fantasies.
In in that marvellous moment that was to change my life for ever, Toby just turned his head, gazing down at the large pool of creamy cum that filled my stomach, and smiled. He then looked back to the TV and began to wank casually. I was now in his captivity for the next 5 years!
Oh, well, this is really sad and disappointing. Don't know too much about him other than his family. He looked gorgeous. R.I.P. Benjamin Keough grandson of Elvis at 27 from suicide.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8515831/Lisa-Marie-Presleys-son-Elvis-Presleys-grandson-Benjamin-Keough-27-dies.html
