I’ve been reading a lot of high quality gay furry pornography lately.
It comes to me via a site with the ungainly name Yiffer.xyz, which has a pretty big collection of furry porn (or doujinshi manga, if you insist.)
And as I comb through their archives of fuzzy gay smut, I have come to realize that the better comics do more than enhance my masturbation.
Though that is appreciated, of course. One handed applause all round.
But moreover it is good for my soul. I realize now that there is a very large shard of internalized homophobia in me that, despite all my vamping and sex-positive proselytizing and being a flamboyant fox and all, still freaks out at the idea of two men having sex and sets off a big WRONG signal in this confabulating cranium of mine.
This will not do.
No need to guess at why, seeing as I was introduced to the world of male on male sexuality by being raped when I was four or five years old.
So I think what the porn does is present examples of a world that includes gay sex in a positive, accepting, and enthusiastic light, preferably in the context of a positive and healthy interpersonal relationship of some kind.
That soothes that deep pain and quite honestly makes me feel better about the world and life and my possible sexual and romantic future.
All that and masturbation too? Hell yeah!
Here’s a few of my faves off Yiffer.
Hit the Road 1 and Hit the Road 2. (Warning, things get super serious at the end of 2.)
There’s just something about how these two bunnies [1] interact that makes me super happy. It’s just so playful and fun and loving. It makes the whole world they live in seem like it’s chock full of sunshine and curiosity and sex.
And that’s the world I want to live in, dammit!
Then there’s Cheer!
Not a lot of plot but it still has that positive, cute, loving sexuality that eases my pain.
Plus our happy little cheerleader is so darn cute!
And then there’s Cross Busted and its sequel Boss and Mio.
Cross Busted is very hot. I feel like the two of them represent two sides of my own personality. The big brash brawny bull, and the delicate soft femme.
But it’s Boss and Mio I want to talk about, first because of these lines :
Mio : Hmph! I see, so you choose to think of me as a girl? You sure made a comfy closet for yourself!
(skip ahead a bit)
Boss (smiling) : Bottom line Mio… I don’t care. I fuck pretty. You’re pretty. I wanna fuck ya. Its that simple.
What a refreshingly straightforward perspective. I wish everyone thought like that.
And finally, there’s the ending, and how badly I want to murder Mio’s mother.
How dare you hurt the cute soft femme-y fuzzy boy with the deep sensitive eyes and delectable butt, you horrid evil BITCH.
I am so glad Boss found a way to free Mio from her clutches.
If this was happening in the real world. she would get a piece of my mind so big she’ start to orbit it.
More after the break, ;
I heart this so hard it hurts.
This is so exactly my sense of humour, known in layman’s terms as “sick”.
Pumpkin Man : WHAT AM I? *throws something into a mirror, shattering it*
Every once in a while, I come across something that proves the Japanese are just plain better than us.
Usually it’s some aspect of their culture and technology that is vastly more civilized than what us grubby savages are enduring.
But then there are things like Mundane Halloween.
Basically, instead of the usual monsters and celebrities and sexy animals, these Japanese people dress up as everyday, recognizable things.
Here’s some of my faves from the tweet.
I would love that gig if I could pull it off.
And finally, these guys, who totally win the internet for this one :
Dear Japan : We’re not worthy!
About Nana Remo
AKA NaNoWriMo, or as its mom calls it, National Novel Writing Month.
The month in question is November and as always, the idea is to write a novel of 50,000 words in 30 days.
That’s 1,667 words a day. And I am like, Pffft. I write 1,000 words a day for fun. 1,667 is nothing to me.
That’s why in years gone past when I participated, I bumped it up to 60,000 words just to make the math easier.
2K a day? No sweat.
Now I haven’t participated in three or four years because I kept forgetting all about it until we were too late into November for it to be worth starting.
Well clearly I don’t have that excuse this year. It’s Halloween Night. November 1st is a little over an hour and three quarters from now. I am fully aware that if I am going to do it this year, tomorrow is the day to start.
But am I going to do it? That’s the million word question.
I feel like I should. It’s a great way to stretch my talents and knowing that thousands of others are facing the same challenge at the same time definitely helps.
But I also don’t feel like it.
And yet, I also kind of do.
I have a concept. Can’t go into it too much but it involves someone determined to destroy the world and the band of heroes trying to stop them.
So ya know. Innovation galore.
So maybe I will do it. If so, I have to then decide if it will take over this blog for the month or if I will do both.
Doing both might seem crazy. 3K/day? Seriously?
But no matter how deep into the novel I get, there will still be things I feel the need to express and discuss in my usual way that won’t fit into the novel.
So I dunno,
Guess I will sleep on it and decide on the 1st.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.