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Anonymous asked:

So how did you and the loveable Venicecub get together? =3

Well I first ran into him on AOL chat rooms. He ignored me. I died inside. In 2004 I went to my first bear event at the age of 23. It was Lazy Bear. I saw him Thursday night and said hello. He said hi and kept walking, clearly not recognizing me. I died inside. Let me tell you, your first bear event can be a bit overwhelming. I am not sure I was capable of saying more than a few words to anyone. I was by the pool just listening to the music by myself taking it all in. He came and stood next to me. I couldn’t even look at him. After a minute or two he said “Want to go back to my tent?” I died inside and said “Yes.” We go back to his tent and that is exactly where I wanted him. It was there that I assmatized* him. He didn’t know what was coming. The rest is history.

"assmatize: To use ones ass to hypnotize another so that they are unable to resist your will. Typically requires anal penetration and a gentle grip, release, grip pattern until they start saying everything you want to hear.

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Anonymous asked:

Greetings from Florida, you and your boyfriend should visit. :-)

We actually plan on it. We should be in Orlando in June. We went for the first time last summer. It was a good time.

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Anonymous asked:

Hey there, I wanted to thank you for answering my question on coming out and accepting myself. I haven't exactly came out yet, but you helped me to love and accept myself for who I really am, and coming out seems a lot less scary now. Thank you so much. But one thing I still worry about in the back of my mind is will my friends and family accept me for who I really am? What was it like when you came out?

No one can know wether or not you’ll be accepted by friends and family. That’s why it’s so important that you truly accept yourself. Anyone who wouldn’t accept you simply because you are gay is not someone that you want in your life wether it feels that way right now or not.

Luckily it’s rare that I hear sad coming out stories anymore. My family and friends all accepted me with open arms with the exception of my grandmother who has made quite a few harsh comments about my life. Ultimately I realized that all that matters is that I’m happy and being true to myself which is the only way you can accept yourself. Good luck!

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