You don’t just punch someone’s
asshole:ok_hand: 
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There is actually a technique to fisting so it doesn’t do harm…
You wouldn’t want to just shove your fist in first you start out with a finger then two then three and so on until you gradually move into a fist.
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It stretches if you work with it
I just want to complain about how grossly degenerate this discussion has become. I started it off with the highest and very best of intentions to impart hidden wisdom and insight. Now it’s degenerated into nothing but sordid filth. I’m disgusted and horrified that this has occurred. Where’s the decorum?
Al.
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I find this complaint hard to believe.
All I’m desperately trying to do is introduce new horizons, each with the promise of limitless discovery. I’ll found the School of Restroom Magick: How to Achieve Divinity in the Convenience.
Al.
I know that I hung on the wind tossed tree all of nights nine!
The Eye of Hoor is one of the gates and leads to the dark path of enlightenment.
The Snake can be awakened, the Rood being bedaubed.
None offered me bread
Caviar stains the teeth. Mandarin-meals are best.
Or handed me wine!
Of the Golden wine much has been written. Few drink long, deep and full of the nectar from this nourishing Rose wherein dwells blood and iron.
Spittle can avail, if hard sucked from the nose and deposited in another’s throat.
Wounded by spear, bespoken myself to Myself!
Cruel fingers lacquered in lust bring forth the tears that lead to understanding as wet-look lips and tongue sup the watery, lukewarm, fish porridge.
I looked below me, aloud I cried, caught the runes; caught them up wailing!
Inscrutable eyes, misperceived mercies, whips, zips, alligator-clips and desperate pleas arise as invocations.
Let him drink of the sacrament and let him communicate the same. This is the Holy Hexagram.
Thence to the earth fell again!
And in as much as I meet the blood-engorged challenge
I believe in the resurrection!
Hail Myself that I seek to be!
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My fellow teenage mystics (eye roll) and I conjured up a name for that particular gesture. It’s called…two in the pink, one in the stink!
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Dont you mean homosexual male? Or you just have a facination as a man with this type of sex. No judgement from me im asking for clarity
Too much trash out there. I like the classics. And of course I’m not into Men; I just like the song:
Aleister Crowley’s The Red Lips of the Octopus deserves to be on the High School curricula. What the world needs now is poetry like this. It can be found – in all of its glory – here:
Al.
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Brother,
You forgot to mention the important work of the erect thumb.
Al.
P.s. Not a bad name for a Magickal Order: the Order of the Erect Thumb.
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You know something that amuses me is the so called moral shitheads, they keep going about the evils of perversion but yet nine times out of ten they are the truly perverted ones over those who openly embrace perversion.
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The true perverts of the world are those getting sexually offended by non-sexual motifs. Like breast feeding, or printed shirts with no sexual implications, or by cartoons and videogames that doesn’t even include sex. I mean, what’s that all about? All they do is framing themselves.
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I agree with you my friend which is why I dislike to so called Moral people because they are a bunch of lying hypocrites.
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bites bottom lip… pants a bit, squeezes thick thighs tightly… wtf jus happened…damn~
Poet Uncle Al… U made my damn day💋
I tend to imagine quite a lot how caviar sex becoming something common among humans like giving a blowjob.
Today you hear things, “Oh i am so kinky, i like to be tied down” so boring. Let Darkness incarnate.
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I just had to come into this thread. 
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You are in a forum of people who explore their Darkness, it would have happened sooner or later!
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This is true. 
I’m guilty of loving anal. 
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