A Lot to Learn - A Lot to Share Never shy, but never too quick to talk about myself. I am, or at this point in my life think I am: - On my own, alone yet not abandoned - a military brat perpetually on the move, - Adventurous - willing to try almost anything once, yet never a mindless yes-man, - A lover of love and a lover of lust - both have their place, as long as no one is minimized or hurt in the experience, - The C in the AC/DC equation: To rule out either the A's or the D's as partners in the procession is too limiting, - One who loves the process as much as the result - the journey as much as the destination - the searing friction as much as the cooling wetness, - Insatiable in pleasing those I care about, even if the caring is for a transitory acquaintance. Nothing wrong with loving the one you're with: the old "I may pass this way but once" idea, - Fully aware that the majority of the pages of my life's book have yet to be written on - that the palette of life's illustrations has yet to reveal its full array of colors, - Satisfied that my rose-colored lenses can be cleaned time after time without degrading their effectiveness,. - Ashamed of nothing in my life, to this point, and anticipate never doing or being anything that would make me feel any differently, with anyone, - Son of a murdered mother and son of a sacrificed father and testament to them both, - Apparently, as life would have me be.. What I'm into: Yep, I think I like the underwear thing- soft, clean, white cotton bulging in all the right places and contrasted against taut skin. Sounds good to me. Sexual and intellectual multitasking is also important - the ability of someone to both accept and offer in a variety of ways, as well as to appreciate a wide variety of intellectual pursuits. There has to come a time when, after four or five hours of wild abandon, the lube is drying up and your dick stings from excessive friction. That's when you want to shower off with your friend, cuddle up under a blanket and finally share what drives your brain when all the blood hasn't flooded elsewhere. I love open and unashamed touching and expression, public and private, and an ability to laugh and share laughter. And, sometimes, tears. They tend to wash away the darkness that nothing else can touch. Then you can get on with a life unaltered by those tears - but things just feel a little better. What I'm out of (I guess that's the opposite of the previous paragraph): -Isms -- all the archaic and outdated social chains that keep us from being who and what we were meant to be - racism, elitism, sexism, ageism, etc. Mean-spirited, self-focused and nasty people whose ideal appears only in whichever mirror they happen to be looking into. Probably seems really strange to add this, but bloated muscles - distended veined and stretch-marked muscles - potential testimonies to one's lack of alternate pursuits. (The word potential is important, since it would be presumptuous of me to judge everyone by my nearsighted standard.) The final thing, I guess, is an inability to recognize and respect that we are all different and all have varied interests. I have no right to make fun of the flaming guy who loves to sit around the piano singing show tunes any more than anyone would have the right to make fun of this inane profile. Preparing for college next year - will enter as a Junior. Have the GPA for academic scholarships, but presently have several dozen USA schools offering me dual-athletic scholarships for football and baseball -- NO, baseball and football. My order preference. And, one UK school in the mix -- purely academic. Not sure yet where I'll go, but I have a feeling it will have to be on one of the coasts when the time comes to return to the USA. Don't be shy about dropping me a message. I have a difficult time ignoring messages and tend to let my box (no, not THAT box) fill up. My regular email is: [email protected].