This, by no means, could be considered a scientific journal... but I think sperm cells are amazing. I like to think of them as microscopic little fish... manufactured by our bodies... stored in an internal pool of idyllic conditions... ready and eager to be launched on an exciting journey with a potential destiny much larger than their tiny little bodies. With as many as 750 million fellow travelers in each ejaculation, they spurt forth in a wild frenzy of excitement... their whip-like tails/flagellum spiraling them forward into the great unknown.

Our cum fish are alive. A degree of our life-force resides in, and energizes each one.

Suck off and swallow your partner’s cum... or let him shoot deep in your ass... and his life-force... a spiritual element of his life... gets absorbed into the tissues and cells of your own body. It’s one of the reasons, in my opinion, why sex mysteriously bonds two souls regardless of whether or not an attachment is sought. Sex is really never “just sex” no matter how much some guys might wish for it to be. There is something quite mystical going on in conjunction with the physical.

 


Sadly, the life-span of our prized cum fish is very short. Maybe a few hours inside our partner’s body... if even that. Yet, in their fleeting moments of life, they have managed to perform a powerful purpose. They are carriers... transporting our life-force to the men we love and/or lust.

If kept warm at body temperature... like on the skin... sperm can remain motile for several hours. Get on top of your man... or let him get on top of you. With the bottom guy gently keeping your dicks together with his hands, let them slide back and forth against each other. Kiss him while you’re doing this so you can lose yourselves in each other. Whisper to each other... blend your labored breaths, groans, and moans... and time it right... be totally in tune to each other so you both cum at the same time. Wait for each other and spurt together. As far as I am concerned, this is the most powerful way to transcendently mesh souls in one awesome, simultaneous release.

When it’s over, stay on top of him. Put your arms around each other. Breathe love into each other. Say good things. Bodies still pressed together, your pools of cum have mixed together to become one splendidly sweet substance. Your cum fish are relating to each other... pleasurably gliding against each other... in between the warm environment of your pressed bodies. Your life-forces are still having sex as his cum fish brush with yours.

As the cum on your bodies gradually begins to dry, so too does each sperm eventually die. Millions and millions of them. In the microscopic world, that’s a mass killing of epidemic proportions!

I’m a cum lover. I love how it looks, smells, and tastes. I especially love how it is delivered... in breathless surrender. To me, there is nothing hotter than realizing the dick in my mouth is about to shoot a massive load of some sexy boy’s life-force into my body and soul. That beautiful boy that I want so much actually becomes an internal, spiritual part of me when that happens. It’s almost as much a turn-on as feeling his dick get rock hard... feeling his body tighten up... and the sensation of his pulsing dick as he spurts his life into me. I’m a cum vampire! I have enjoyably learned to live with that.

Today, I would like to honor the countless millions of cum fish who sacrifice their lives each and every day in order to infuse each of us with the life-force of the men we love and desire. Without them, sex would be nothing more than “just sex” and no deeper. And please, don’t let this cum fish worship influence you to be careless when your activities warrant the use of a condom. Scientific studies suggest that each sperm cell emits electrical impulses... which is probably how its life energies are transmitted. Based on the mystical bonding effects that occur with condom-wearing sex, it seems clear to me that the electrical charges of 750+ million cum fish are not blocked from fulfilling their spiritual purpose by a condom. Always be smart. Always be safe.

There are no graveyards where the late cum fish are laid to rest. No cum fish cemeteries where flowers can be placed in memoriam. The only evidence we have of their worthwhile existence is the bond they forged between two lovers... and how that love grew into something that makes our lives worth living.

Like I said in the beginning, sperm cells are amazing. Microscopic seeds... subtle electrical impulses... and yet, these tiny little cum fish, invisible to the naked eye, infuse each of us with the unique life-force elements of our partners... mysteriously connecting and bonding us on a level so deep, it’s cellular.

So, today, which just happens to be Valentine’s Day, I salute cum fish everywhere... for their life-sacrificing dedication to foster a lasting bond, commitment, attachment, and love among men in our gay community.