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Please enjoy, guys... ------------------------------------------------------------- David A guy never forgets his first time or his first love. Mine was David. I'd had a very serious crush on David ever since the day I first met him in high school. I was a freshman, and he was a gorgeous, dreamy-eyed junior with light brown hair, dimpled smile and a muscular body, fit from working out and playing lots of varsity football and baseball. Every time we passed in the hallway, it was all I could do to keep my knees from buckling as I'd shyly smile at this cutie and manage a quick "Hey, David", fearful that my eyes might linger a bit too long at him and give myself away. I dreamt so many times of telling him how he really made me feel, but I knew that would never be possible, because you see, David was my older brother's best friend. ----------------------------------------------------------- "Hey, Baby Brother!" Only one person other than my brother, Kevin, ever called me by that nickname, and now I suddenly found myself looking into that familiar, smiling face and falling into those dreamy blue eyes of his, my groin stirring again for him like it hadn't in years. "David! What are you doing here?" I smiled as I stood to give him a strong, yearning embrace. We held onto each other for a lingering moment before sitting back down in my seat, David taking the first class seat next to mine. "I'm headed to London to pick up a couple of cars, vintage Jags, and - get this - I managed to track down a '37 Rolls Phantom some guy near Essex has had in his shed for the past fifty years. It needs some restoration work, but I was glad to find it. Business is really good." he smiled. David formed a circle of investors that restores classic cars from all over the world and then sells them at auction for a hefty profit. An extremely lucrative business, I understand. He, unlike me, could afford his seat outright. I on the other hand, was also traveling on business, and cashed in my remaining miles to upgrade my seat because I hate riding coach when I travel overseas. David still looked the same since I last saw him, still just as handsome, still as much a hottie as ever. We were now in our mid and late twenties, respectively, but it seemed like only a couple of short months had passed since we were last together. Our relationship being each other's first. ----------------------------------------------------------- David first started coming around during my freshman year in high school. Because he and Kevin played football together, they hung out together a lot and soon became best friends. And since they had become so inseparable, David was a regular visitor at our house all through high school, coming over every other weekday after school and almost every weekend morning, staying until late. My parents must've thought they had another son join the family, with all the meals he shared with us! I always looked forward to his visits, though. He had such a hot body, good looks, and an amazing scent that seemed to be a mix of his own sweet perspiration and Aeropostale cologne. But because I didn't want anyone to notice how hot I really was for him, I tried my best to admire him from a safe distance whenever he came over. He and Kevin usually spent time in Kevin's room while I would eagerly strip completely down in my own room and jack off with fresh visions of this hunk in my head, his scent lingering in my nostrils, hearing his golden voice coming from the next room. If only he knew how much he really turned me on! After graduating high school, Kevin and David both opted to stay home and attend college locally since we lived in a university town. Kevin, because he managed to bag a very generous football scholarship, and David, because of Kevin. Fortunately, this meant that David continued to be a permanent fixture at my family's dinner table, and I was happy because this awesome piece of eye candy continued to come around my house regularly, even though I only felt safe to appreciate his hot body from a manageable distance. And then one weekend during my senior year, only a few weeks after my eighteenth birthday, everything changed forever. It was a Saturday, and David came over in the morning as usual. He was wearing a really short pair of white shorts and a half-shirt T-shirt that showcased his awesome six-pack and gave me a totally unobstructed view of his firm, muscular ass. I could also make out, just barely, that he was wearing red and white striped bikini briefs. David hung out with Kevin all day that day, making me so very fucking horny everytime he passed by in those shorts! I was so mesmerized and unable to peal my eyes away, I was afraid someone was going to catch me staring at that gorgeous ass of his! It was especially embarrassing while I was practicing my piano after lunchtime, and he came into the den to listen to me play. I was doing fine until he did that. Suddenly my pubes began stirring, and I started making all kinds of mistakes, hitting bad chords and sour notes. I just couldn't focus on my music with David in the room! He managed to stay so late that day that my parents invited him to sleep over, convincing him it was too early in the morning for him to drive home alone. I was only too happy to help accommodate! I helped my mom turn down the sofa bed in the den for David to sleep on, while David called his parents. Soon afterwards, everyone retired to bed. But I just couldn't sleep. I was too fucking horny knowing David was in the house with us. I tossed and turned, my groin demanding service! I just couldn't keep my hands off myself! So around 3 am, I snuck out of my room, down the hall, and into the den where David was sleeping, lying under a single sheet on his stomach. The sheet was lightly draped across his lower back, covering his lower body so that I could see the soft, bare skin of his back reflected in the faint outdoor light coming in through the window. I took in his amazing beauty as I stood in the dark, listening to his deep, relaxed breaths as this angel slept right in front of me! It was then that I noticed that he left his clothes in the chair next to the sofa. I could see the half-shirt, white shorts, and piled on top was the pair of red and white striped bikini underwear. Holy shit! David was sleeping on our couch in the nude! I almost spewed right then and there! I couldn't resist the temptation. I quietly grabbed all his clothes and snuck my way to the bathroom. I then stripped off my shorts and began masterbating furiously in the dark as I sniffed his shirt, shorts, and underwear. His musky man-scent in his T-shirt was outdown ten-fold by his wonderful shorts and underwear! I was in total ecstacy as I pumped my erection with one hand while practically smothering myself with David's briefs, the heavenly smell of his body and the image of David sleeping naked, hidden by a single thin sheet was more that I could handle! It didn't take long before I felt my brain tingle and my body spasm into one fantastic orgasm, my penis spewing it's satisfying warm, milky release! As my body began spasming, I could hear the sound of my cum spurting onto something fabric, a sound I wasn't really expecting. As soon as I finished ejaculating, I turned on the light and saw that there on the floor, I had just cum all over David's shorts! Shit! I quickly, quietly dampened a wash cloth and tried my best to clean my jism from off his shorts, but I managed to make one big fucking mess even bigger! The smell of David's strong man-scent seemed enhanced now with the damp, warm water from the wash cloth and was now mixing with the fresh odor of my warm cum! If I wasn't so fucking scared about getting in trouble with my parents, the wonderful, musky smell of male pheromones now permeating the bathroom would have easily made me go for round two! I continued cleaning my mess as best as I could, but David's shorts were now thoroughly soaked and smelling strongly of semen. I quietly snuck his clothes back to where I found them, placing the wettest part of his shorts so that they'd get the most air exposure, hoping they'd be dry by morning. Turning to sneak back to my room, I paused to take in the sight of David's beautiful, masculine body one more time, trying hard to make out his bare ass under the sheets and noticed that the strong, musky aroma had followed me from the bathroom, down the hallway, and into the den. I was so fucking busted! My heart pounding out of my chest with fear, I climbed back into bed and didn't get any sleep at all the rest of that night, tossing and turning from worry now rather than lust. I dreaded what I would be facing in the morning when David went to put his clothes back on. Surely, he was going to know it was my sperm all over his shorts. I dreaded what he was going to tell my brother and my parents. The next morning, I didn't get out of bed until I was called for breakfast. By the time I made it into the kitchen, everyone else was serving up and sitting at the table. I got my plate and took the last seat at the table, right next to David. To my horror, I caught the very faint smell of my own cum drifting from David's direction. I just kept my eyes on my plate as I ate. I was too ashamed to even look David in the eye, or anyone else for that matter. After a couple of minutes, I noticed that my brother and parents were the only ones talking at the table. I got up the nerve and slowly turned my eyes to look at David. He was looking right at me as he smiled and shoveled a fork full of scrambled eggs into his mouth, smiling as he slowly chewed, never breaking his gaze for a moment. He never said a single word. He didn't need to. His eyes said it all. ----------------------------------------------------------- "So how's Kevin doing these days? How's married life treating him?" David inquired as I found myself once again staring into his gaze, broken only by the stewardess as she handed us our preflight drinks. "He and Tiffany are doing great. I found out last month I'm going to be an uncle in February." Kevin married his girlfriend from college about five years ago which was the last time I saw David. David was Kevin's best man. "Hey, that's terrific! Boy or girl?" "Boy." "Wow! I bet you're excited about having a nephew." David smiled. "Yes, actually I am." I grinned. "So how are YOU doing? You have a significant other? Dating?... Married? Still seeing that guy you were with at Kevin's wedding?" "No", I shyly looked down at my drink. "Just a couple of boyfriends since then, but nothing that ever became serious. What about you, David? Anyone in your life right now?" "Nah, not really. Too busy traveling and all. I'm like you. A boyfriend here, boyfriend there." He paused. "Nothing serious." he smiled back up at me. "You know, I was thinking about you just the other day." he continued. "I was thinking about our first time. You remember it?" "Shit, David, how could I ever forget it? We were each other's first. We were both fucking virgins for crying out loud!" ----------------------------------------------------------- David never said anything to anyone, not even me, about having cum all over his shorts. He kept it to himself, which I greatly appreciated! But deep down, the curiosity was killing me, wondering what was going on inside his head. Did he think that maybe I was some sort of perv? Did he feel repulsed by what I did? Did he feel less inclined to be around me now, fearing I might try to make a move on him? I seriously hoped I hadn't damaged his relationship with Kevin or with me. After a couple of weeks had passed, I was relieved that David continued coming around just as he always had. He acted as if nothing had happened. With one exception, though. Every time he came over, he made it a point to wear that same pair of white shorts and a half shirt T-shirt. After that night in question, David only ever wore just those shorts when he came to our house. He must've been washing them every couple of days or so! Surely, he did it just to taunt me. But was it an "I know what you did and so I'm dangling this over your head" kind of taunt, or was it a "So you like my shorts, huh? What do you intend to do about it?" kind of taunt. I couldn't quite figure it out. But regardless, it was a huge turn on for me to check out his body in that outfit, and he was enjoying his control because by now he knew damn well he was driving me crazy! This particular week, Kevin and I had the house to ourselves because my mom and dad had to make an emergency trip to visit my aunt and uncle in New York. Fortunately, my brother and I both are accomplished chefs, and so my folks had left enough cash with us so that we could make grocery runs whenever we needed to. Kevin and I took turns doing the cooking. It was Kevin's night to cook because I had a major calculus exam the next day and needed to study. The fridge was empty, and we were out of everything. So Kevin ran to the store while David and I stayed at the house - me so I could study, and David because he grinned and convinced Kevin "Someone needs to stay here and take care of your baby brother, dude." Kevin had been gone about ten minutes, and I was up in my room trying to study. But it was kind of hard to concentrate, being alone with a hunk like David in the house. In retrospect, this was probably the very first time David and had ever been left alone together. And I couldn't get him out of my mind. Visions of his perfect, firm ass filling out those white shorts replayed over and over again! I reached down with my left hand and began nursing a boner that had been developing ever since Kevin left. "You know I had to bleach these shorts like three times to get your cum stains out?" David's voice nearly made my heart skip a beat. I turned and saw David leaning against my doorway, arms furled, dimples smiling at me. It was almost as if he knew what I was thinking! "I'm really embarrassed about that, David" I blushed as I nervously stood, ready to be chastised. "Don't be" he paused, grinning to himself as he looked at the floor and then back up at me. "You know who I was dreaming about, why you found me sleeping in the nude the night you jizzed all over my shorts?" he paused while he carefully considered his next words. "I guess I'm the one who should be ashamed because I never had the fucking balls to tell my best friend's baby brother that I'm fucking hot for him!" Longer pause. "That's why I was smiling at you at breakfast that next morning, why I was staring at you. Because when you did that, it became pretty fucking obvious that our feelings were mutual" he grinned and paused, looked down again for a moment, only to look back up to make brief eye contact before looking away again. This time he spoke in a softer, slightly quivering whisper. "Do you know how badly I've wanted to be alone with you since that night but have been unable to tell you?" I smiled at David, tears beginning to well up in my eyes in joyful disbelief as I casually stepped forward, David taking me into his muscular embrace. He then slipped his tongue into my mouth as he kissed me hard. I eagerly reciprocated as we kissed a very passionate first kiss. David slowly slid his hands down my lower back, while I reached around with both hands and caressed his firm butt cheeks that for so long I'd only been able to admire from a distance. After a couple of minutes of sucking on each other's tongues, we came up for air and sat down on my bed to continue making out. I wasted no time in getting his T-shirt off so I could caress his chest and abs and suck on his gorgeous nipples. David then reached down to loosen my jeans which I gladly removed for him, the bulge in my underwear now desperately wanting out! David rolled me onto my back as I lifted and spread my legs so that he could climb on top of me. David wrapped his muscular arms around me as our kissing became even more passionate now, our tongues wrestling for control while our hands explored each other's bodies! After what seemed like fifteen minutes of fantastic tongue play, David and I sat back up. I could plainly feel the bulge I was creating in David's shorts, so I reached down to unbutton his top button and partially unzipped his fly. I then reached in and caressed his steely erection, continuing to kiss David as I freed the tip of his penis from its restrained hiding place. David then pulled my shirt off over my head and then yanked my underwear down to my ankles, freeing my very erect penis. I continued kissing him while he slowly began pumping my stiff dick with his fist. David then shifted his attention to my nipples, gently sucking each one as he laid me back down in my bed, never pausing his fist action for a moment as he played with my erection. I laid there, slowly grinding my hips into his hand, David now sucking on my abs and slowly making his way down to my cock. I kicked off my underwear, my fully naked body was now completely in David's hands. David then very gently slid his lips over the purple head of my penis, the soft, silky touch of one hand now caressing my thighs and knees as the smooth fingertips of his other was fondling my chest and nipples. The sensation was exhilarating as I felt him take more of me into his warm, slippery mouth, the tongue I had been sucking on earlier now softly playing with the underside of my erection. I was on cloud nine, slowly grinding my hips into David's soft, supple lips as I watched this amazingly hot stud continue exploring every inch of my body with his hands. I could have very easily stayed in that position all night, but I so badly needed more of David! I sat up in the bed and had David stand in front of me while I finished unzipping his fly and tugged on his shorts, pulling them down. I could see he was wearing his red and white striped bikini briefs again, so it was rather obvious that he had been planning this evening for a while. It didn't take me long to get David out of his shorts and underwear, all of our clothes now littering the floor of my bedroom in random, scattered piles. David's erection now stood only inches from my face, ready to be tasted. All of my adolescent life, I'd wanted to know what it was like to perform fellacio on another guy. So not only was it surreal that this moment was even taking place, but it was even more so because the first dick I was about to suck belonged to David, the one really cute guy that, for such a very long time, I'd been in such very serious heat for! Slowly I took the head of David's penis into my mouth, gently kissing it with my lips and tongue. His skin felt warmer and much softer on my lips and tongue than I had imagined a fully erect penis would be! His salty, musky flavor tasted the same as his damp, masculine scent had smelled from his briefs a couple of weeks earlier. I continued sliding my lips down the length of his erection, and being very careful to not let my teeth touch him at all, I took him all the way in, the tip of his penis now striking the back of my throat. I began playing with the underside of his erection with my tongue as I slowly pumped his cock with my mouth. David released a slow, low pitched moan as he closed his eyes and slowly cocked his head back in complete ecstacy. I spent the next several minutes exploring his penis with my lips and tongue, familiarizing myself with every inch, every vein, every fold, occasionally slurping and sliding my lips as they sucked in concert with my tongue along the full length of the his erection. I deliberately paused and played with the soft area of skin right beneath the underside of the head of his penis with my tongue and lips which drove David crazy, causing him to grind his hips and moan a little deeper. We'd been going at it now for about half an hour. I guessed we probably had about another thirty minutes before Kevin came back home. I ran into my parents' room to grab some lube from their not-so-secret secret hiding place where they kept all of their toys and magazines. When I got back, David was lying on my bed, softly stroking his cock to maintain his erection until I got back. The image of this gorgeous angel slowly masterbating on my bed was such a beautiful sight to behold, I paused to take in the scene, my libido flaring from overheated to scalding hot! I eagerly handed David the lube as he applied some to his penis while I laid back down on my back. David then applied some lube to my ass as he slowly inserted his middle finger, intentionally lingering and playing with my hole as he did so. David then sat the lube on my nightstand and then leaned over to his phone. My heart pounded with unexpected delight as my room suddenly came alive to the sounds of a very soft, romantic piano instrumental across my WiFi sound system. As I listened, it's light, upbeat melody was a rather beautiful composition, very fitting for two young lovers, a piece certainly worthy of losing one's virginity to! Knowing how much I loved piano, David obviously had given very serious thought to planning our first time together! David rolled back on top of me and gently lifted my legs again, resuming our missionary position. The sensation of David's naked body lying against mine, his soft, velvety skin calling out to my hands for attention as they admired his face, chest, and shoulders was more physical arousal than I could reasonably process! Once again our tongues embraced, our lips hungering to taste even more of each other, our breathing now very heavy and our erections at full throttle, anticipating what we were about to do. Then David very gently, very slowly penetrated me as he took special care guiding his penis into me, his arms propping himself up over me. I closed my eyes and tried relaxing, sharply hissing through my teeth a couple of times in slight pain and discomfort, but David took his time so as not to hurt me until I was able to gradually take him all the way in. He then ever so slowly began fucking me, his penis caressing my prostate as he carefully pumped his hips. Slowly and deliberately, we gradually worked up a rhythm, David's firm ass flexing as he drove his erect penis in and out of me, my erection and tightening scrotum softly sliding against his chiseled lower abs as he fucked me. The sensation of David's penis as it methodically massaged my prostate was incredible. Sure, it was a bit uncomfortable, but David was so fucking hot and I was so fucking horny for him, my lust and my desire to have him cum deep inside me more than made up for any discomfort. Gradually, David began increasing his rhythm as I eagerly followed his lead, sweat beginning to roll off his body onto mine. Our breathing began getting heavier as our pace quickened even more, the scent of our lovemaking now permeated my bedroom. I watched David's face as he began thrusting himself into me. With eyes closed and concentrating, his face turning a tinge red, his hair now soaked, and sweat pouring off his forehead, I could feel myself beginning to cum as my tight balls and penis were now slipping and sliding between us in a pool of mutual sweat. David came first. I watched as he opened his eyes and with mouth open, the look of ecstacy on his face was absolutely gorgeous as he lost control and exhaled sharply, breaking his rhythm to thrust his hips sharply as his whole body shuttered, his abs twitching randomly. I could feel the sudden flow of his sperm as it showered me from the inside, David now gasping for air as he continued to cum, his arms weakening and showing difficulty supporting himself over me. I smiled up at him and realized he was finished when he smiled back, our lips embracing in yet another passionate kiss as we continued thrusting our hips together, David wanting to make me cum before he lost his erection. The sweet aroma of David's slippery semen filled my nostrils as it began leaking out of me, making a mess of my bedsheets. I could feel myself getting closer as David continued his thrusts, my eager erection continuing to grind against David's soaked, washboard abs as his penis stubbornly continued its unrelenting penetration. David's determination to make me cum, seen on his sweat-covered face and forehead, is what pushed me over the edge as he tightened his lips and teeth and increased his pace. Everything suddenly seemed to move in slow motion as my body began to spasm, slipping into a full orgasm. The harmonious sounds of strings and piano climaxed as it flowed throughout my room, David grinning with satisfaction as he watched me lose control to my own beautiful climax! My mouth wide open, breathing in short labored gasps, I arched my back and with head flung back, I cried out in unrestrained surrender, making David grin all the more. My body shuttered and my groin spasmed into sudden, forceful twitches. David's dimpled face broke into a complete smile as we both felt my penis erupt into a milky white fountain of cum, first in two forceful spurts followed by several smaller ones. David continued driving his penis deep inside me, tightened his abdominals and forced my orgasm to persist as long as possible, causing my groin to continue twitching uncontrollably. But as things finally did begin to subside, David leaned down as we embraced and resumed kissing, the final spasms of my orgasm echoing throughout my body. By the time Kevin got home, David and I had hastily cleaned ourselves up and put our clothes back on. There was no time to shower, so we reeked of each other's sweat and cum. Besides helping bring the groceries in, David and I tried our best to keep a safe distance from Kevin the rest of the evening because the odor was so fucking strong. If he noticed at all, he never said anything. The last thing David or I wanted was for Kevin to figure out that his best friend had just fucked his little brother! But, of course, the evening couldn't end without David being David, feeling compelled to taunt Kevin at dinner and making me cough milk out of my nose as he casually reminded him. "See? I told you I could take care of your baby brother!" ----------------------------------------------------------- We were now three hours into the flight. Dinner had already been served, and I could see the sunlight fading in the few windows that remained open, yielding quickly to the glow of overhead lighting inside the cabin. Early evening conversations had given way to the quiet, steady sound of the plane making its way into the night. Everyone was either reading, sleeping, on their phones, or watching movies or television. David was lying in his seat next to me, sound asleep. He had been traveling all day, starting out from Seattle. I just sat there and watched him in awe. It brought back many memories as he laid there so peacefully, still as angelic as ever. I thought back again to the first night he slept over, how I stressed over making such a mess all over his clothes, and I realized that had that never happened, neither of us would have conjured up the courage on our own to admit how we felt about each other, that we would never have had experienced such a beautiful first time together, and we would probably never have spent the following summer together as we did. ----------------------------------------------------------- As the final months of the school year wound down, prior to my graduation, it was difficult for David and me to find time alone. Getting away alone together without someone wondering why David and I were out together without Kevin was damn near impossible. David still came over all the time as always, though I knew that now that his visits weren't quite so much about visiting Kevin anymore as they were about visiting me. I also no longer kept as much distance as I had before. Whenever David and Kevin went somewhere together, David would always convince Kevin to invite me to tag along, which I always gladly accepted. For those rare opportunities when David and I were certain we'd be alone for a few hours at his house, he would arrange to meet me somewhere after school, and I'd call and tell my parents I was staying late, studying with classmates in the library. Then David would take me to his place where we experimented with every conceivable position, aggressively fucking each other in his bedroom. It was my favorite place for making love to David because his sweet scent was all over the place, especially in his pillows and bedsheets. The more we had sex, the more I felt I couldn't get enough of him! Words simply cannot describe how much I had fallen so totally in love with David! As summer quickly approached, Kevin managed to land a summer internship at my dad's office. And so when David got a job with a local pool maintenance company, he let me know right away that they were looking for more help. We figured it would be the perfect way for David and me to get to spend the summer together without my brother or parents around and without needing to explain to anyone why we were out together without Kevin. David convinced his boss, Charlie, to pair us up to do our rounds. The job was fairly easy. We had our checklist which included: check the water quality, add chemicals when needed, scoop out leaves and other debris, and check to make sure all the equipment was still in good working order. Any problems we came across were called into the main office so that more experienced personnel could take over. David and I always started as early as possible, and we divvied up the tasks so that we could finish in half the time. This way, we could finish our rounds early, return the truck to the office and clock out, and then go off in his car somewhere to spend time together. As long as we were home at a reasonable hour, no one ever questioned whether we had been anywhere other than cleaning pools all day. One afternoon after finishing our rounds, about a week or two into the summer, Charlie called David into his office to let him know we were being assigned a new customer to our schedule. Because of the location, David worked it out with Charlie so that it would be our final stop for the day. The next day, David picked me up early as usual to start our rounds for the day. We divided up our tasks as always, managing to make our way to the final stop for the day much earlier than scheduled. "I know the family who lives here." David told me as we carried our equipment from the truck, including a couple of beach towels David brought from home. "One of their sons, Adam, played football with Kevin and me." I looked around at the house, the yard and the pool, and it was obvious they had money! "They left last week to spend the whole summer with relatives in Europe. How cool is that?" The pool was part of a completely secluded courtyard, surrounded by the house on three sides and the garage on the fourth. A narrow walkway between the house and garage was the only outside access via a hidden wrought iron gate from the driveway. "Kevin and I came here for a party that Adam hosted after one of our games. When I saw they were Charlie's newest customers and how long they planned to be gone, I pounced on it!" With that, David proceeded to strip, tossing all of his clothes on a chaise lounge under the cabana adjacent to the pool, and then dove into the water. "Jump in! This feels incredible!" he yelled to me when he resurfaced, treading water completely naked. I wasted no time taking off all my clothes and throwing them on top of David's before following suit and resurfacing in the pool next to David. I'd never skinny dipped before. The pool water felt wonderful against my bare skin as I felt my erection rapidly growing, the sensation totally electrifying! "This is awesome! You said they're gone the whole summer?" I confirmed. "Yup. Got the pool all to ourselves for ten weeks." I swam over and, smiling into his eyes, I put my arms around David and began kissing him, David wasted no time in finding my eager erection with his fingertips. I reached into the water and began caressing his ass with one hand and gently fondled his penis with my other as we tasted each other's lips, our tongues enjoying their wet, slippery play. Smiling at David, I gently pulled away and, treading water, I took him by the hand and led him to the shallow end of the pool. I then had him hop up and sit on the edge of the pool with knees spread, David leaning back on locked arms to support himself, hands palm down on the textured concrete. I had his full attention as I smiled up at him, lovingly taking his erection in my hand as I began giving him a hand job and softly kissed on his abdominals. I then focused my attention on servicing David's very stiff penis, his gaze intently on me as he watched me tenderly wrap my lips around the purple, throbbing head, my right hand holding him steady as I tasted his manhood, the fingers of my left hand arousing my own genitals in the water. I slid my lips and tongue down his erection, taking in the full length and pausing for a long time with David completely enveloped in my mouth. He tasted and smelled of swimming pool and salty chlorine as I tickled and massaged the underside of his penis with my tongue, causing David to shudder and moan. Then sliding my lips and tongue up and down his cock, I took my time pleasuring him, totally turned on by the knowledge that this same penis I was now fondling with my lips and tongue was going to be fucking me shortly! After orally stimulating him for about fifteen minutes, David stood up on the edge of the pool and smiled, then reached down with his hand to help me out so that we could move under the cabana to begin yet another mating session. I spread out my towel across one of the chaise lounges and climbed on my hands and knees as David mounted me from behind. I moaned as he slowly inserted his beautiful, throbbing penis inside me, taking his time as he always did so as not to hurt me. I always found this part of our lovemaking to be most exhilarating, our souls embracing, becoming one, at the very moment our bodies joined together physically. I was so in love with this hunky boy! I felt David's heartbeat and his warm, bare skin as he rested across my back, his hands extended, tenderly caressing my body as I rested on all fours. I gladly welcomed his soft touch, his boyish curiosity always a turn on as his fingertips lovingly explored my chest, nipples, and abs, gradually making their way down to my ass and down between my legs while he tenderly worked his penis further into me. Slowly he worked up a cadence as he began fucking me, his erection exploring the deepest depths of my hungry void. I responded in kind, fucking his penis with my ass, wanting so badly to pleasure him, for him to once again shower his warm, milky seed inside me! I slowly lowered myself onto the chaise lounge as David alternated between pumping his hips into mine in a steady rhythm and then occasionally slowing in order to grind our hips together, extending his penal reach. I slipped my hand down and fondled my erection as I was being fucked by my incredibly hot boyfriend, feeling my orgasm quickly approaching. Lying on my chest, I reached down with my right hand so that I was delicately masterbating, caressing my tight scrotum and the soft underside of my penis with my fingers. It didn't take very long before I could tell David was getting closer. He began increasing the rhythm of his hips, his breathing getting deeper. Taking my left hand in his tender grasp, he positioned my arm above my head to steady himself, his other hand on my shoulders at the base of my neck as he hovered over me and moaned softly, his thrusts now deeper and faster. Anticipating his orgasm was near, I stepped up the pace of my own pubic arousal, totally engulfed in the rapture of the moment. David's breathing was now fast and shallow. Wildly pounding my ass, he let out a sudden gasp, loudly exhaling, "Fuuuuuuck!" I felt the warm sensation as David thrust his slippery boy fluids deep into my void, his rhythm now erratic as his body shuddered, David floating through his orgasm. He continued pounding my ass, releasing the last of his creamy load into my anus as his orgasm gradually faded. His movements then slowly subsided, replaced by the intense sounds of very heavy panting, David spent a moment trying to regain his composure as he lifted himself up and then had me flip over onto my back. And David wasted no time getting to work! He spread my knees and immediately took my erection completely into his mouth, his lips and tongue enjoying every inch as he went down on me. The sensation was overwhelming. My body shuddered a bit as I could feel the warm, moist roof of his mouth across the top of my penis, the soft, damp sensation of his darting tongue stimulating the sensitive underside. He then slid a couple of fingers into my ass, caressing and playing with my prostate, his thumb slowly massaging the very tight region between my anus and scrotum. I slowly began grinding my hips in responsive instinct, fucking his lips, David milking my penis with his mouth, determined to make me cum. His unrelenting rhythm increased its pace, David used his right hand to stroke me in unison with his lips and tongue as his left hand kept spelunking the depths of my ass, randomly massaging me wildly with his hand, his fingers deliberately rubbing my very sexually sensitive prostate and causing me to grind into his hand in excitement. He picked up the pace and was now pumping me rather quickly now, my breathing getting much faster, my body beginning to twitch in anticipation of David bringing me to yet another fantastic orgasm! I couldn't stand it any longer. I was now furiously digging my my hips into his face as he pumped me aggressively, totally unwilling to stop his pace until he had his trophy mouthful of my jism. Knowing he was about to win this, he stepped up his cadence yet again and was now milking me with wild abandonment, his fingers furiously massaging and undulating inside my ass as I felt myself slip past the point of no return! I exhaled suddenly and sharply. My abs tightening and twitching, I could feel my cock ejaculate it's warm, flowing juices into David's throat, his tongue contracting against the underside of my exploding penis as I felt him swallowing my cum. I looked down at David as our eyes met, my orgasm continuing, the corners of his lips unable to contain my full load, some of my semen leaking out and running down his chin. After a couple of more orgasmic spasms in my groin, my orgasm finally began to fade, my lungs gasping for air. David gently pulled away from my spent penis to kiss me, sliding his tongue into my mouth, the unmistakable taste of cum as my overflow fluids ran from his lips and chin onto mine in messy pools of pearl. I sucked feverishly on his tongue, so badly wanting to taste more, not wanting to end one of the hottest fucks we'd had up that point! And that was our first day of "servicing" the new pool. And we had ten more weeks to go! ----------------------------------------------------------- I continued watching David as this very gorgeous man continued to sleep. There was so much I still loved about him, so many things I missed. Sure, I'd had plenty of other boyfriends since him, but none of them were as special as the relationship I had had with David. They all turned out to be mostly fuck buddies, and I needed so much more than that. David was special. He was the first man, the only man, I'd ever actually fallen on love with. And then tears suddenly began welling up in the corners of my eyes, as I recalled how our relationship came to an abrupt end. Just then, almost on queue, a soft, unmistakable airplane "ding dong" sounded throughout the cabin as the voice of a stewardess came across the intercom. "The captain has turned on the 'Fasten Seat Belts' sign. If you're up and about the cabin, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belt. The captain is anticipating severe turbulence ahead." ----------------------------------------------------------- For the rest of the summer, David and I took advantage our alone time, frolicking in the pool at Adam's house, the last pool on our daily schedule. We horsed around, played around, and made out in the pool. We'd spend hours laying out in the nude as we lathered each other up with lotion, soaked up some rays, and talked. When playtime and talking were done, we managed to have very intimate sex in just about every corner of the courtyard. One of our favorite games was to sixty-nine each other and try really hard not to be the one who came first. David won most of the time, but I certainly didn't mind loosing to my hunky boyfriend at all! Sometimes I lost on purpose! By the end of the summer, David and I had golden, allover tans! The time we had alone together those ten weeks was so amazingly beautiful, and because of David, I'll always treasure the summer between high school and college for the rest of my life. As Autumn came back around and school started back up again, I began classes at the university with David and Kevin, having been accepted on a music scholarship. The course material was certainly harder, and I had to spend additional hours studying and practicing piano, but I felt that I had managed the transition from high school to college rather well. And then. About a quarter of the way into the semester, I came home from my afternoon classes, only to find that both of my parents had been waiting all day to speak with me. They had gotten a call from David's father. As it turned out, right before summer had ended one of Kevin's former football teammates had spotted David and me out together. Apparently, we were seen kissing in his car in the parking lot of the local movie theater, and this person felt it was his duty to call David's father, who in turn, called my parents. I remembered the kiss. We had finished our rounds early as usual and decided to catch a matinee, a newly released film. David and I were pretty careful about our behavior in public together, and we were pretty certain that no one was around at the time, but apparently we had misjudged. During the course of my rather awkward conversation with my parents, I learned that under intense questioning (David's dad is an attorney as well as a rather controlling father figure), David's parents also found out that he and I were sexually active! This was never how I had imagined coming out with my parents! So many times I had rehearsed in my mind how I wanted to break the news to my mom and dad, to let them know that their baby boy is gay. And this was certainly not what I had imagined! But surprisingly - and I'd never expected this from them - they went to great lengths to assure me that they were very supportive of me, that they understood that as an adult I'm fully capable of making my own decisions, and most importantly, that they still loved me very, very much. I couldn't help it. I could no longer hold back the tears as they welled up and began running down my cheeks. They went on to say that they loved David, too, that I had very good taste in such a respectable young man and that they were OK with our relationship. They just asked that as long as I was living at home to please be honest with them. At this point, all I could do was nod my head in agreement because the tears were now flowing nonstop. My mother then gave me the biggest, most important hug of my life as I totally broke down in her arms and cried. "I was so afraid", I sobbed after several minutes of crying nonstop. "Afraid of how we'd react if we knew you were gay?" she finished. I nodded. The tears were coming in buckets now. "Afraid you and dad... would be disappointed in me" I managed to cry to even more tears. "Oh, baby!" my mom broke her embrace enough so she could look me in the eye. "The only way you could ever disappoint your father and me would be if you tried living your life as someone you're not! OK?" she smiled up at me. Of course, this caused even more tears as I embraced my mom, relieved that she and my dad finally knew the truth and were still there for me. A little while later, after regaining my composure, I tried texting David, worried about his parents' reaction. I waited anxiously for more than an hour until I got a reply, but it wasn't from David. It was from his dad. And it wasn't good news. He stated that our relationship was wrong for his son and that he and his mother didn't want me near David anymore. He planned to send David to the east coast where he would live with his aunt and uncle and transfer his studies there to finish out his degree. He made it clear that he and David's mom were intent on keeping us apart and told me not to try to see David, otherwise he would call local law enforcement. I felt as though I had been kicked in the stomach! I was totally crushed! I threw my phone across the kitchen as I let out a very angry scream and collapsed at the kitchen table, crying again! My mom came into the kitchen to check on me, my dad just a few paces behind. She saw the text on my phone through the shattered screen as she picked it up off the floor. I saw such a hurt, apologetic look on her face, looking back up at me as I raced to my room, sobbing bitterly. Time stood still. I totally lost track of it, staying in my room, literally wailing the whole time, refusing to eat or drink anything at all. I needed so badly to talk to David, to be with him, to have him hold me! But I feared that I'd never be allowed to ever see him again, and that hurt like hell! I've never cried as hard and as intensely for anyone as I did for David. I felt as though my soul had been completely ripped from my body and shredded! Up to this point in my young life, I'd never experienced pain quite like this before. For the following days, the only time I wasn't crying was when I had cried myself to sleep. And when I woke, the pain kept rushing back in, as if it had been standing there next to my bed, watching, waiting for me to open my eyes again so it could continue the torment. This unrelenting cycle continued for I don't know how long. I just remember the light in the window in my room kept alternating between morning, evening, night, and then back to morning again with no foreseeable end in sight. And then somewhere in all this, I heard a knock as my bedroom door opened. I turned and looked through red, puffy eyes and saw it was Kevin. "Hey, Baby Brother" he said in a sheepishly quiet voice as he entered. "I'm so sorry about everything you're going through right now. " I didn't answer. "I went with dad today to talk to David's dad" he said as he sat at the end of my bed. "And?" I weakly asked, hoping he'd changed his mind about David and me. "It didn't go well. It turned into a shouting match and ended with Dad calling him a 'fucking asshole'." "Really?" I chuckled through my tear-soaked voice. "Dad?" "Yeah, hard to believe for such a mild-tempered guy as Dad, huh?" I nodded and sat up, sniffling. "Yeah, Dad really stepped up to bat for you and David." He paused for a very long moment, thinking about how he would continue. "You're really scaring them, Mom and Dad. They've been sleeping in shifts for three days just so one of them can keep an eye on you." he paused again. "It's really hurting them to see you suffering like this." I felt awful. Guilty that I was worrying my parents to the point that they felt I needed to be watched. "I spoke with David." he added. "What'd he say?" I asked, eager to hear word from David. "He and his dad had a really big fight a couple of nights ago. He threatened to quit school, leave and move out on his own. But his dad threatened to file an injunction against you, to keep you guys apart." "Can he do that?" "He's got enough clout in this county. I suppose it wouldn't be too hard for the little prick to do." It was so unfair! "Why does he hate me so much?" tears rolling again down my cheeks and chin. "It's not you, Baby Brother. The bigger issue is that David's dad refuses to come to terms and accept that his only child is gay." Kevin went on, shaking his head, "He's a fool, really, if he thinks separating you two is going to somehow make David stop being gay. All he's accomplishing is he's driving a permanent wedge between himself and David. Something he's going to regret, something he's never going to be able to take back or undo later." "What'd you tell David when he asked about me?" "The truth. That you haven't stopped crying since all the shit hit the fan with his dad." "How'd he react?" "He broke down and starting crying too, apologizing for the mess his father was making of things, apologizing for how badly you're being hurt, getting caught in the middle." Kevin continued, "He wants to see you so very badly, but his father has him on a very short leash right now. I had a tough time convincing his dad just to let me talk to him." "I'm sorry we never told you." I apologized to my brother. "It's OK." he replied. "I admit I was pretty much hurt at first. I thought that maybe you guys felt like you couldn't trust me." he said, "But over the past couple of days, I've been able to see how serious you guys are about each other...." he broke mid-sentence for a moment, pondering, and then continued. "I realized you guys weren't actually out to hurt me. You were just afraid of what I was going to think if I found out my best friend and my brother are having a gay relationship. That sound about right?" I nodded. "Well," he smiled, placing his hand on my shoulder, looking me straight in the eye "I forgive you guys - if there's anything to forgive at all - and David's still my best friend, OK? I made sure I told him that, too." "How did he react when you told him that?" "Well, he smiled and gave me a really big hug and whispered 'Thank you!' in my ear. I admit it was a side of him I'd never seen before, but ironically, I feel a lot closer to him now." At that, I leaned forward, tears slowly streaming again, and gave my big brother probably the first hug I'd given him since we were kids. I too whispered a teary "Thank you!" in his ear. "Hey, you're my baby brother. I could never turn my back on you, OK? Mom and Dad and I just want you to be happy." he reassured. I held on to Kevin tighter, the tears now streaming down my cheeks again. I felt so much closer to my brother after that, and I was so very thankful that my family was as supportive as they were. I just regretted that David never received the same loving support from his family, and it hurt me so very deeply knowing how much David needed me, but I wasn't allowed to come anywhere near him. I just wanted more than anything to be there for him, to reassure him, to be with him! But his parents went to great lengths to keep us apart until they were able to send David away to live with his aunt and uncle. But David and I were able to get messages to each other, thanks to Kevin, although I was never given the opportunity to see David off, to tell him once more how much I loved him! I was truly heartbroken! Fall turned into winter, and winter to spring. And painful as it was those next several months being apart from David, life went on. I was able continue my studies at the university, and once things had settled down a bit, David went behind his family's back and bought a new phone, so that we were able to stay in touch. We spent hours upon hours talking every day, planning our future together once we finished school. But as happens to all long distance relationships, time passed. The calls became less frequent, we eventually met other guys, and we moved on with our lives. But even though, I never stopped loving David. ----------------------------------------------------------- "So where in town are you staying?" David asked. The early morning sun was coming up through the open windows in the cabin as we crossed over the British coast. I was a little embarrassed because I had to dig into my itinerary to look up the name of my hotel. It was a small economy hotel I found online, out on the edge of town, but it had easy access to the London Underground and access to the heart of town. "Bullshit!" was David's response. "I'm booked at The Montcalm London Marble Arch" he said, reaching for his phone, auto dialing a number. "Jeffery, I need for you to cancel a friend's reservation for me and add him to mine." he paused, looking at me. "You're staying with me." he whispered, covering the mouthpiece. My heart suddenly raced with excitement. "Yes." Jeffery was back on the line as David continued. "Have them bill any cancelation charges to me, please." "Also, while you're at it, see if they can upgrade the room to one of the lavish suites with a jacuzzi, if you would, please." "Yes." "Thank you, Jeffery." He hung up and turned to me. "We have some catching up to do, you and I." he said with a dimpled smile. And catch up, we did. It was so wonderful spending time in London with David! Yes, we caught up on each other's lives, but we also caught up on seven years of fabulous sex we'd missed out on. We discovered that we were both still deeply in love with each other and that none of the guys we'd met since our relationship ended - or rather, was placed on hold - satisfied either of our needs. And so when we returned to the states, we were married. David sold a quarter of his business to his partners, and with the money we built a brand new home together. Totally high-end with a piano studio. And complete with a pool. Surrounded on three sides by the house and on one side by a garage. With a single narrow accessway between the house and garage. Through a wrought iron gate from the driveway.

BEAUTIFUL THING Original title: Beautiful Thing Year: 1996 Country: United Kingdom Director: Hettie MacDonald Cast: Glen Berry, Linda Henry, Scott Neal, Tameka Empson, Ben Daniels, John Savage Genre: Comedy. Romance. Drama | Gay & Lesbian. Teen/coming-of-age. Romantic drama Synopsis / Plot: This absolute winner, based on a stage play by Jonathan Harvey and adapted by him, is a kind of enchanted, urban slice-of-life tale about a gay teen, Jamie (Glen Berry), who is in love with the boy next door, Ste (Scott Neal). Hampering Jamie's progress on the romantic front is his fear that his mother (Linda Henry) will find out, as well as concern over complicating Ste's existing problems. Beautiful Thing is a relationship movie, to be sure, but that description doesn't really describe the buoyant tone of this British television production. Democratic in its inclusive regard for each character (whether camera-pretty or not), the film--well-directed by Hettie Macdonald--is full of surprises. Chief among them is the terrific personality of Jamie's mum, a strong and independent woman who truly worries over and adores her son. But this is a movie involved in a kind of happy dialogue with itself: the tunes of Mama Cass, for instance, play a part in both the story and overall ambience, while a strategic placement of the Rodgers and Hammerstein chestnut "Sixteen Going on Seventeen" during an act of love is fun and exciting. Rating IMDB: 7.8 / Rating Filmaffinity: 7.2 Trailer: english Link: Beautiful Thing (english, with optional spanish subs) Link: Beautiful Thing (english, with hardcoded portuguese subs) Link: Beautiful Thing (spanish) ;)

Well yes, No doubt Mr. Dotcom is news splashed all over the NZ media. :lol: Reference: Email to neighbours. An email allegedly sent by Megaupload founder Kim Dotcom jokingly invited his Auckland neighbours to take advantage of his criminal connections and even invited them to come round for coffee and cocaine. The British newspaper published the email. "Dear Neighbourhood-watch," began the email dated 21 April 2010. "As you all know I recently moved into the Neighbourhood and I am a former hacker. Well I was just hacking into a local mail server and guess what I found. First of all let me assure you that having a criminal Neighbour like me comes with benefits. 1. Our newly opened local money laundering facility can help you with your tax fraud optimization. 2. Our network of international insiders can provide you with valuable stock tips. 3. My close personal relations with other (far worse) criminals can help you whenever you have to deal with a nasty Neighbour. In all seriousness: My wife, two kids and myself love New Zealand and 'We come in peace'. Fifteen years ago I was a hacker and 10 years ago I was convicted for insider trading. Hardly the kind of crimes you need to start a witch hunt for. Since then I have been a good boy, my criminal records have been cleared, and I created a successful internet company that employs 100 people. All the media has to report are old news. Why? Because I have chosen to avoid the media. Just look what the media did to this Neighbourhood. Scary. Now you can make a choice: 1: Call Interpol, the CIA, and the Queen of England and try to get me on the next plane out of New Zealand. 2: Sit back, relax and give me a chance to do good for New Zealand and possibly the Neighbourhood. If you feel like it come over for coffee sometimes. And don't forget to bring the cocaine (joke). All the best, Kim." Sounds like a character. :lol:

Believe it or not these questions about Canada were posted on an International Tourism Website. The country from which the question came is indicated in parentheses at the end of each question. (Obviously, the answers are intended as jokes; but the questions were really asked!) Q: I have never seen it warm on Canadian TV, so how do the plants grow? (England) A. We import all plants fully grown and then just sit around and watch them die. Q: Will I be able to see Polar Bears in the street? (USA) A: Depends on how much you've been drinking. :monkey: Q: I want to walk from Vancouver to Toronto - can I follow the Railroad tracks? (Norway) A: Sure, it's only four thousand miles (six thousand kilometres). Take lots of water. Q: Is it safe to run around in the bushes in Canada? (Sweden) A: So it's true what they say about Swedes. :excl: Q: Are there any ATM's (cash machines) in Canada? Can you send me a list of them in Toronto, Vancouver, Edmonton and Halifax? (England) A: No, but you'd better bring a few extra furs for trading purposes. :grin: Q: Can you give me some information about hippo racing in Canada? (USA) A: A-fri-ca is the big triangle shaped continent south of Europe. Ca-na-da is that big country to your North...oh, forget it. Sure, the hippo racing is every Tuesday night in Calgary. Come naked. :ass: Q: Which direction is North in Canada? (USA) A: Face south and then turn 180 degrees. Contact us when you get here and we'll send the rest of the directions. Q: Can I bring cutlery into Canada? (England) A: Why? Just use your fingers like we do. :) Q: Do you have perfume in Canada? (Germany) A: No, we don't stink. :P Q: I have developed a new product that is the fountain of youth. Where can I sell it in Canada? (USA) A: Anywhere significant numbers of Americans gather. Q: Can you tell me the regions in British Columbia where the female population is smaller than the male population? (Italy) A: Yes, gay nightclubs. :pen0z: Q: Do you celebrate Thanksgiving in Canada? (USA) A: Only at Thanksgiving. :nono4: Q: Are there supermarkets in Toronto and is milk available all year round? (Germany) A: No, we are a peaceful civilisation of Vegan hunter-gatherers. Milk is illegal. Q: I have a question about a famous animal in Canada, but I forget its name. It's a kind of big horse with horns. (USA) A: It's called a Moose. They are tall and very violent, eating the brains of anyone walking close to them. You can scare them off by spraying yourself with human urine before you go out walking.;) Q: Will I be able to speak English most places I go? (USA) A: Yes, but you will have to learn it first. Q: Can you send me the Vienna Boys' Choir schedule? (USA) A: Aus-t ri-a is that quaint little country bordering Ger-man-y, which is...oh, forget it. Sure, the Vienna Boys Choir plays every Tuesday night in Vancouver and in Calgary, straight after the hippo races. Come naked. :ass:

In India, China and sub-Saharan Africa, millions upon millions of women are missing. They are not lost, but dead: victims of violence, discrimination and neglect. A University of British Columbia economist is amongst those trying to find them – not the women themselves, who are long gone, but their numbers and ages, which paint a sad and startling picture of gender discrimination in the developing world. The term "missing women" was coined in 1990, when Indian economist Amartya Sen calculated a shocking figure. In parts of Asia and Africa, he wrote in The New York Review of Books, 100 million women who should be alive are not, because of unequal access to medical care, food and social services. These are excess deaths: women "missing" above and beyond natural mortality rates, compared to their male counterparts. Women who are dead because their lives were undervalued. Around the world boys outnumber girls at birth, but in countries where women and men receive equal care, women have proved hardier and more resistant to disease, and thus live longer. In most of Asia and North Africa, however, Sen found that women die with startlingly higher frequency. His research began a flutter of activity in academic circles and by 2005, the United Nations produced a much higher estimate for how many women could be "missing": 200 million. From her office at the University of British Columbia, economics professor Siwan Anderson has been crunching numbers to try and understand why so many women are dying. "If you're interested in gender discrimination, it's really one of the starkest measures of discrimination, because it's women who should be alive, but aren't," she says. The 40-year-old researcher recently co-authored a paper with New York University's Debraj Ray, focusing on figures from China, India and sub-Saharan Africa for the year 2000. What they discovered flew in the face of existing literature and commonly held beliefs about the missing women phenomenon. "Previously, people had thought that they (the missing women) were all at the very early stages of life, prenatal or just after, so before four years old," Anderson says. "But what we found is that the majority are actually later." Female infanticide has been endemic in India and China for some time, which she says led researchers to assume that it was the source of all the missing women. But the truth is much more complicated. Once she and Ray broke down the numbers by age group, they found that the majority of excess female deaths came later in life: 66 per cent in India, 55 per cent in China and 83 per cent in sub-Saharan Africa. One of their colleagues in the economics department at the University of British Columbia says this finding is striking, and points the way for future research and advocacy. "Why would there be excess mortality of, let's say, 45-year-old women versus 45-year-old men?" asks economics professor Kevin Milligan. "And what they find is ... they have the same set of diseases, they just seem to die more frequently. The explanation that seems most consistent with that is differential access to health care. And so that's a really striking finding." Anderson says that lack of health care is likely a big part of the problem, but that there are numerous cultural and social factors at play that can be difficult to pinpoint. In their "elementary accounting exercise" published this February, Anderson and Ray began to plot the causes of excess death in 2000 by age group, and produced some interesting figures. In sub-Saharan Africa, the dominant source of missing women was HIV and AIDS, the cause of more than 600,000 excess female deaths each year. In China, Anderson says, most of the 141,000 excess female deaths by injury were suicides, making China the only place in the world where women are more likely than men to kill themselves, often by eating pesticides used for crops. And in India, a category called "injuries" yielded ominously high figures: 86,000 excess deaths in the age group 15-29 in 2000 alone. Anderson has done extensive research in India, and says the numbers beg the question of exactly how many deaths were so-called "kitchen fires" – often used to mask dowry-related killings, the result of a new bride being tortured by her new family until her parents pay their debts. Contrary to what you might expect, Anderson says, dowry prices have not dropped off with improvements in education in India. Instead, they have gotten worse, with educated brides and their families willing to pay even more for high-quality grooms. Anderson says dowry payments can be six times a family's annual wealth – an excruciating price, especially for poor villagers. The implications of this hefty sum trickle down to the first moments of a child's life. While conducting recent field work in India, Anderson asked villagers about selective abortions and found them open about the fact that they use ultrasound to determine the baby's gender and help them decide whether or not to keep it. "They see no other options," she says. "They really cannot afford to have a daughter." Future research will delve deeper, seeking answers to questions such as: How often are men given mosquito nets to protect themselves from malaria, but not women? How many women die because they are not taken to the hospital when they are sick? Anderson is using data gathered primarily from the World Bank, the United Nations and the World Health Organization, but admits that getting the figures can be a huge challenge. In sub-Saharan Africa, for example, many deaths go undocumented, and in India, it is virtually impossible to know how many "unintentional" deaths are actually dowry killings, because they are not accurately reported to the authorities. It is also difficult to separate direct gender discrimination from biological, social, environmental, behavioural and economic factors. That will be part of the task as Anderson works on calculating missing women by region in India, and isolating gender discrimination from other factors that might contribute to uneven male-to-female ratios. When asked what can be done to combat such deep-seated inequality, Anderson pauses. Even when governments outlaw root causes, such as the Indian dowry system, violence persists, she says. "It's too embedded in the system in their world." From TheStar.com On a much lighter note, there are more cocks to choose from. Boys behave yourselves.

17 July 2008 Between 17 and 40 men arrested in Dubai for cross-dressing. CBS News 17 July 2008 Two gay Iranian refugees stranded in India. IRQO.net 16 July 2008 Malaysian blogger writes about the ignorance and homophobia of the Malaysian media on homosexuality and finishes with this request - "If you're ever so inclined, do write in to the editor of Bernama to tell him or her what you think of the rubbish they're peddling these days." tykeonabike.blogspot.com 15 July 2008 English language journalist in Tokyo reports on a question and answer session with Parvez Sharma about his film on the lives of gay muslims - "Jihad for Love." The film will be showing again in Tokyo on Friday 18th at the Spiral Hall. tilgff08.blogspot.com 15 July 2008 Campaigning gay Christian Richard Kirker hopes to offer his Marrakesh riad to visiting tourists after he retires this year from his position in the Lesbian and Gay Christian Movement. "My authentic, ancient, restored riad is the ideal place to make your base, and just five minutes from one of the wonders of North Africa – the dazzling Jama El Efna Square." PinkNews.co.uk 15 July 2008 A lesson for tenth graders in Saudi Arabia teaches them that gays may be killed and discusses the "appropriate" execution techniques Extracts from the Hudson Report summarized on MarketWatch 15 July 2008 After months of research American advertising students charged with the task of selling Israel to overseas tourists recommend focusing on the pink euro and the pink dollar. “Tel Aviv could certainly rank as one of the most gay-friendly cities, like Barcelona or Copenhagen." They concluded. YNetNews.com 14 July 2008 Moscow bans a protest outside the Iranian Embassy which had been planned for 19 July to mark the third anniversary of the execution of two boys in Iran for homosexuality PinkNews.co.uk 14 July 2008 Malaysian Ministry says it will set up a "special unit" to look into the "homosexual problem." Article by the Malaysian National News Agency Bernama.com 14 July 2008 onwards Gay Tunisia - is this an oxymoron? Traveller asks about the gay scene and whether it's dangerous. Lonely Planet - The Thorn Tree 14 July 2008 Two Iranian gay refugees in Turkey have spent many months on the breadline but are still in a legal limbo. They claim they have not received any response from the UNHCR even about their initial interviews. IRQO.net 14 July 2008 As Syrian president Bashar Assad visits Paris as a guest of French president Sarkozy on Bastille Day, fifteen members of the Act-up AIDS group are arrested while attempting to demonstrate outside the Syrian embassy. AFP 14 July 2008 Israel has an increasing number of Orthodox Jewish lesbians coming out of the closet haaretz.com 13 July 2008 An Egyptian contributor to MidEastYouth.com ponders Muslim attitudes to homosexuality after reading about Parvez Sharma’s new film Jihad for Love MidEastYouth.com 13 July 2008 The British Defense Ministry investigate allegations that British soldiers forced an Iraqi boy to perform oral sex on a fellow prisoner after he was arrested on suspicion of stealing milk from a food distribution centre. Welt.de 12 July 2008 "As homosexuality continues to gain grounds worldwide, men have suddenly become 'rape -able'" is one of the more unusual quotations seemingly associating gay culture and male rape from this article on "Reforming Rape Laws" in the Nigerian Daily Trust Article by the Daily Trust carried on AllAfrica.com 12 July 2008 Dutch police arrest a cartoonist on suspicion he may have offended Muslims with several of his cartoons including one of a Muslim at the North Pole engaging in "deviant sex". The article also reports that ealier a Moroccan born Dutch blogger was sentenced to six month community sentence after writing that active gays should be thrown from rooftops or down stairs. online.wsj.com 12 July 2008 Writer in the Nigerian Saturday Sun asks whether IVF is morally right and ponders the "worrying" use of IVF by gay couples. "More worrisome is the fact that lesbians and homosexuals are now having children of their own........Of course, this is against established or acceptable societal norms......how would a child feel when he grows to discover that both parents are same sex ?" The Saturday Sun 11 July 2008 The Azerbaijan Government and the country's state security apparatus attempt to smear a journalist and his alleged attacker and blame his stabbing on his connections with the gay community. In a statement Doctors without Borders declared - “This trial is a farce that is being conducted with the double aim of protecting the real perpetrators and discrediting Khalil.†rsf.org 11 July 2008 Malaysian man annoyed with gay flirt who harasses him at a wedding party. deepestinside.blogspot.com 10 July 2008 Independent Irish senator David Norris appealed for the reversal of a deportation order against a gay Iranian who faced possible execution if returned to his home country IrishTimes.com 10 July 2008 Interview with a Malaysian transexual who has become a prominent advocate of transgender and sex worker rights namitatv.blogspot.com 10 July 2008 Short article in ABC news on Parvez Sharma's new film "A Jihad for Love" - about lesbian and gay muslims ABCnews.go.com 10 July 2008 Russian gays plan protest to mark the third anniversary of the execution in Iran of two boys for homosexuality mpetrelis.blogspot.com 10 July 2008 Israeli transexual pop singer Aderet finds a new popularity among Lebanese listeners Online Weekly Forward - Forward.com 10 July 2008 and other dates. Blog by a Chinese gay man in Algiers Le blog gay chinois a alger heyao198257.over-blog.com 9 July 2008 HIV rate in Israel increases by 67 per cent in a year Middle East Online 9 July 2008 Gay bars in Tel Aviv close under the pressure from easier internet dating alternatives but studies suggest such methods of dating tend to lead to unsafe sex haaretz.com 9 July 2008 Anwar Ibrahim, Malaysia's opposition leader, challenges the young man who accuses him of sodomy, claiming the accusation is part of a political conspiracy against him. BBC News 9 July 2008 and onwards A potential convert to Islam explains that she is uncertain about the compatibility of her open mindedness over the morality of gay relationships with any commitment to Islam. A discussion ensues with others declaring that Islam can not compromise on viewing homosexuality as a sin. TurnToIslam.com 9 July 2008 Sheikh Fariha urges Kuwaiti government to combat "negative phenomena such as devil worshiping and homosexuality" AlWatan.com 9 July 2008 Gay activist to head Israel's largest civil rights group PinkNews.co.uk 9 July 2008 Dubai police target gays on the beach AlArabiya.net 9 July 2008 Israeli gays shun condoms despite rise in AIDS cases Haaretz.com 8 July 2008 In an interview with Dateline Malaysian Opposition Leader Anwar Ibrahim says that while he himself is a practising Muslim, the Government should not pry into the sexual orientation of its citizens. "It is not our business to knock at every door and checking people's orientation and casting aspersions or having prejudice against people." news.sbs.com 8 July 2008 Highly homophobic article on the Malaysian National News Agency website with comments such as "In the West, the morally wrong and corrupt homosexual act has turned into a sort of plague, spreading its tentacles far and wide, engulfing individuals with the tendency of adopting this immoral self-indulgence." web7.bernama.com 8 July 2008 UN official says more needs to be done to clamp down on the use of boy sex slaves in Afghanistan News.com.au 8 July 2008 Blogger looks at the terrifying story of imprisonment and torture behind a young gay Syrian man's fight for asylum in the United Kingdom which may end in his deportation back to a country where he is likely to face torture and imprisonment jesurgislac.wordpress.com 8 July 2008 Deportation of a Nigerian bisexual woman from Canada has been temporarily deferred xtra.ca 8 July 2008 The Daily Star Online reports that Japanese comics with gay stories are available in Malaysian shops priced at RM50. TheStar.com 7 July 2008 Syrian blogger questions the interpretation of Islam which dictates harsh penalties for homosexuality and portrays it as a sin but finds it difficult to persuade other gay Syrians to be as open-minded. "Unfortunately," he writes, "most Gay Muslims consider themselves to be sinners, live in fear of exposing themselves as homosexuals, and are forced to get married and hide their sexuality." mazaj75.blogspot.com 7 July 2008 Syrian blogger "Mazaj" lists the best streets, hammams and coffee shops for gay cruising in Damascus and Aleppo (Halab). mazaj75.blogspot.com 6 July 2008 Human rights activists furious as Syrian gay asylum seeker faces deportation to Syria with the advice he behaves discreetly to avoid mistreatment and torture. ScotlandOnSunday.Scotsman.com 6 July 2008 British Immigration Tribunal rules that a gay Syrian must return to his home country and behave discreetly. PinkNews.co.uk 4 July 2008 Nigerian gay rights campaigner freed from British detention centre PinkNews.co.uk 3 July 2008 Article on Malaysia's homophobic penal code and the use of homosexuality as a smear against Malaysia's opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim MalaysiaKini.com 3 July 2008 Karachi banker writes gay blog denouncing the hypocrisy of Pakistani society Economictimes.Indiatimes.com 2 July 2008 U.A.E. president's brother fined after being gound guilty of beating a man he thought had accused him of being gay Telegraph.co.uk 30 June 2008 Malaysian opposition leader Anwar Ibrahim sues over gay sex claims Telegraph.co.uk 26 June 2008 Jerusalem's gay pride parade provokes local resentment but not the violence that plagued previous events Jerusalem Post 23 June 2008 Over 20 Suadis arrested during gay raid PinkNews.co.uk 19 June 2008 Kuwait steps up its' campaign against gays and transexuals TheAdvocate.com 16 June 2008 New film documents the lifes of Egyptian gays facing persecution and discrimination OhMyNews.com 15 June 2008 Gay artist faces deportation to Azerbaijan and possible torture after the British Home Office rejects his claim for asylum PinkNews.co.uk YIKE....... 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A-ha, a dyed HARD stones fan . (dating myself) I was in high school in 1968 when the stones came to Madison Square garden in NYC with the ike and tina Turner revue as a warm-up band. A watershed year for me, also saw LED ZEPPELIN that year. In 1972-3 got to see FACES with Rod Stewart and the Stone's newest member (a-hem) Ron Wood wih all THEIR craziness... but by then, i was already living in San Fiasco. Going back to Mick and the boys, i am so ga-ga for the :dance1: , that i even saw NED KELLY about 5 times and PERFORMANCE (with that sexy, cold-ass james FOX! and michelle breton and keith's then wifey, Anita Pallenberg) a record (punny) 27 times! Not to mention the concert movie GIMME SHELTER , a movie of the same tour that i saw as a kid skipping chemistry and Latin.. yup, I'd say i was, in general, a fan of the many movements in British Rock, because, bcause, because... unlike the Americans, the BRITS have ALWAYS honored, loved and gave tribute too the Black, blues artists, whom they emulated (Thank you Clapton/Winwood) :rockon: :whistle:

The questions below about Australia, are from potential visitors. They were posted on an Australian Tourism Website and the answers are the actual responses by the website officials, who obviously have a sense of humour. Q: Does it ever get windy in Australia? I have never seen it rain on TV, so how do the plants grow? (UK). A: We import all plants fully grown and then just sit around watching them die. Q: Will I be able to see kangaroos in the street? (USA) A: Depends how much you've been drinking. Q: I want to walk from Perth to Sydney - can I follow the railroad tracks?(Sweden) A: Sure, it's only three thousand miles, take lots of water. Q: Is it safe to run around in the bushes in Australia? (Sweden) A: So it's true what they say about Swedes. Q: Are there any ATMs (cash machines) in Australia? Can you send me a list of them in Brisbane, Cairns, Townsville and Hervey Bay? (UK) A: What did your last slave die of? Q: Can you give me some information about hippo racing in Australia?(USA) A: A-fri-ca is the big triangle shaped continent south of Europe. Aus-tra-lia is that big island in the middle of the Pacific which does not... oh forget it. Sure, the hippo racing is every Tuesday night in Kings Cross. Come naked. Q: Which direction is North in Australia? (USA) A: Face south and then turn 180 degrees. Contact us when you get here and we'll send the rest of the directions. Q: Can I bring cutlery into Australia? (UK) A: Why? Just use your fingers like we do. Q: Can you send me the Vienna Boys' Choir schedule? (USA) A: Aus-tri-a is that quaint little country bordering Ger-man-y, which is...oh forget it. Sure, the Vienna Boys Choir plays every Tuesday night in Kings Cross, straight after the hippo races. Come naked. Q: Can I wear high heels in Australia? ( UK) A: You are a British politician, right? Q: Are there supermarkets in Sydney and is milk available all year round? (Germany) A: No, we are a peaceful civilization of vegan hunter/gatherers. Milk is illegal. Q: Please send a list of all doctors in Australia who can dispense rattlesnake serum. (USA) A: Rattlesnakes live in A-meri-ca which is where YOU come from. All Australian snakes are perfectly harmless, can be safely handled and make good pets. Q: I have a question about a famous animal in Australia, but I forget its name. It's a kind of bear and lives in trees. (USA) A: It's called a Drop Bear. They are so called because they drop out of gum trees and eat the brains of anyone walking underneath them. You can scare them off by spraying yourself with human urine before you go out walking.

@ d_con5 - Yeah I thought that, what if the baby is a boy and has his moms lips...? or a girl with her dads jawline? @ lorne - Oh god yes, me too, 'E' Top Story - Some Crap Actress Dyes her Hair.... or something I dont know where you're from but here in the UK we have tabloid 'news'papers that consider David Beckhams New Haircut to be the most important thing that day.. "Daves New Do..." continued on pages 2,3,4,5,6,7&8 "Trouble in Iraq" page 37 And have you ever heard of the British magazine called 'Heat' Actually does double page spreads of.. (and these are real, my little sister reads it) Paris has Chewing Gum on Bum!!! Minnie Driver Buys New Coat!!! Graham Norton Washes His Car!!!! Big Brother UK Winner Falls Over!!! Aaaargh - I couldn't give a flying f**k if they all comitted mass suicide, its got nothing to do with me or anybody else!

What is the english/british national day ? In france this is the 14th july the fête nationale (national party/celebration) that marks (I think) the anniversary of the taking of the bastille in the revolution of 1789... and then chopping off the kings head - HAHA! But what is this for england...? By the way suncoast boi, I still dont understand you riddle... I am not so stupid