Coitus Interruptus thanks to a jack mormon bottom who voted republican...

The dumbing down of America is almost complete with Bush's re-election. But what can we expect from a country that adores a corrupt, Republican/Facist yet abhors a president who enjoys blow-jobs and cigars aged in dark vaginal humidors? I think that’s very hot, but unfortunately, there’s not a lot of original thinking going on these days, is there?

Why do I bring this up? Because I'm just as kinky as the next dude, but I really didn't get into the topic my evening trick chose for verbal. Verbal. Sometimes when you're approaching a plateau brought on by the blunt jackhammering of your hips into a quivering mound of primordial lubricant, you take it to the next level of perversity by exercising your inner child. You start saying all sorts of weird stuff like, "Yeah daddy," or maybe "Yeah bro, give it to me hard, just don't tell mom." It usually spikes my orgasm up from sensational to earth shattering. But I never saw this coming. This fundamentalist-cum-jack mormon wasn't afraid to discuss his admiration for George Bush DURING our sexual encounter. Go back and read that again until you grasp the magnitude of that. How the hell did that happen, and why did he think it was a good idea?

He was not taking any drugs. He had a very successful looking UWS apartment. Beats the hell out of my Morningside Heights 2 bedroom up on 122nd and Amsterdam anyday. He had low hangers! He had a lot of Louis Vuitton and one of those Kitchen Aid mixers. (I peeked into his pantry when I was getting some ice cubes.) He seemed perfectly harmless when we cruised one another waiting for the A train.

Take a lesson from me and NEVER EVER EVER ask the man who is fucking you who he voted for in the last presidential election. I didn't want to be rude, so I told him that I had voted for Leonard Peltier & the Peace and Freedom Party. That’s when he got all frigid on me. I was trying to be a good sport and play along with him, but I finally threw in the towel due to the heavy amount of shame his behavior had conjured within.

"A republican? A gay republican has his legs wrapped around my waist?!?" Sure, he looked pleased, but his essence left a bad taste in my mouth and it bothers me now that I was so polite to him.

So why did he have to be so HOT!?