Random #1:

“According to the best authorities–and I have consulted many–continued masturbation is capable of producing the most serious of results, such as insanity, idiocy, impotency and sterility.”

Oscar Lowry, The Way of a Man With a Maid; Sexology for Men and Boys, 1946

I got my first massage two days ago, and as the big guy was massaging my hands, I got nervous that he could feel the tense muscles that have been caused lately by my “continued masturbation”. I also thought that I need to teach my girlfriend how to give hand massages. It felt good to have all those muscles squished around.

It felt so good, however, that I had to stop myself from moaning. Actually , I let out a small one and caughed right quick after to cover it up. Are you supposed to moan when getting massaged by a stranger? Are you not supposed to moan? And If not, how do the massage-people know what you like?

Which brings us back to sex (everything brings me back to sex): being vocal is good. And useful. Moaning, panting, screaming, and sqealing help your partner know where you’re at. It lets them know what you like. The last few blogs have offered tips on giving your partner advice, and it must be pointed out that not all advice comes in the form of sentences or even complete words.

Random #2:

Dan Savage, advice columist for Savage Love recently declined to give advice to “Middle Aged Kinkster” (a married man looking for advice on how to get a guy into bed) because: ” if we gay guys aren’t allowed to be married—to each other—then you married straight guys aren’t allowed to be gay.” Ooh la la. Fiesty. Mixing sex and politics, or merely illuminating the link that already exists? Decide for yourself, but read more about the New York Supreme Court decision that prompted Savage’s discrimination here.

Random #3:

The Center for Sex and Culture recently held a Masturbate-A-Thon in the UK. The juicy details are offered up for consumption on Carol Queen’s blog.

And for the life of me, I want to find a better way to transition into the next quote, but I cannot. So here it is:

“The physician rarely meets more forlorn objects than the victims of prolonged self-abuse. These unfortunate beings he meets every day of his life and listens so often to the same story of shameful abuse and the retributive suffering, that he dreads to hear it repeated.”

And who, you ask, could say such a wretched, awful thing about or nation’s most pleasurable pastime? Dr. J. H. Kellogg. Yup. He believed that eating bland foods like Corn Flakes would keep people from touching their happy parts.

Frosted Flakes for me, please.

.jameson.

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