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Has a guy ever given you mixed signals? One minute he’s crazy about you and the next minute you have no clue if he ever wants to see you again? And it’s especially hard when there’s something special between you and you have no idea what went wrong. I assure you it’s nothing that you did. In fact, he may even care about you a great deal and still not be able to stop himself from acting this way. But why does this happen? There’s one BIG reason why men do this. It all comes down to a missing “secret ingredient” that not one in a thousand men knows about. And it’s the biggest factor that determines whether a man just “likes” you...or if he sees you as “The One.” You see, this “secret ingredient” is so important to a man that no matter how attracted to you he is, or how strong your chemistry is…If it’s missing, he’ll never be able to truly give his heart to you...And he will always have an unshakeable urge to seek out a man who has this one “secret ingredient.” On the other hand, when you know this powerful “secret ingredient” won’t believe how effortless, passionate and bulletproof your relationship can be. This secret ingredient is your man Hero Instinct. Most men are driven by the need to be needed. If you confide in your man about an issue only he can solve, will open his mind, heart and his heroic instinct to help you. The more you stroke your man Hero Instinct the more he will fall in love with you. Trust me, this is going to blow you away.

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Wanna go black

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448 views · 1030 days ago

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394 views · 1076 days ago

FUX CLUB Presents: JAM's Classics: C.E.D.


It had been months since Chuck last went to a club even longer since he went on a date. Well there was the date with Lawton the lawyer but he didn't count that as a date considering he did all he could to erase the memory from his mind. Dude showed up drunk and flirted with others patrons in the restaurant when the lady flirted back he announced a little to loudly that he was gay.

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373 views · 1113 days ago

The alarm clock blaring its 5:30 a.m. wake-up call rips me out of my sleep. In a hurry I rummage through the night stand for my pen and pad I keep nearby along with the usual condoms, lube, and sexual aids. The room is still dark since the blinds and heavy curtain made certain that any late night partying wouldn’t be interrupted by the rising sun.

Finally fingering the items I was searching for was a pen, college ruled notepad with the words “Dream Journal” on the front cover, and with eyes barely open I begin to quickly thumb through the pages to the last entry. Judging from the date of the last entry it’s been quite some time since I last wrote in its pages. What started out as an 8th grade exercise has evolved into my own personal “red shoe diaries”.

Finally reaching the last entry and first blank page I began to scribble down what I could remember about one of the most vivid wet dreams I’ve had since 8th grade. I could feel my hands becoming sweaty as I tried to remember every detail of the dream. With each formation of the letters they connected to form words and then sentences. I could feel my erection pulse between my legs.

The words began to mount forming paragraphs that had my hands so sweaty that the pages began to get soaked. I dared not stop writing because with each passing moment the dream itself began to fade from memory. I wrote and wrote and wrote for what seemed to be six pages of run on sentences. It wasn’t til I glanced over at the alarm clock that I noticed I spent more than 50 minutes writing.


I couldn’t believe how much time I spent writing and frantically jump up to run to the bath room to shower for work. As I made my way to the bath room I passed the bedroom mirror and in it's reflection I saw my raging erection dancing to my heartbeat. Normally, such a sight wouldn’t have caused a second look, however with the dream I had been abruptly torn from wasn’t one of my usual dreams. I found myself mesmerized by my dancing member. The beads of sweat that covered my hands now began to form on my forehead and chest.

“DAMN…” I sighed.

I sat back down on the edge of my bed overcome with the sight in the mirror. I found my hand automatically reaching for my pulsating dick and using the sweat as lube I reached for my journal. I began to read aloud the pages and like a movie, the dream replayed in my mind.