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"like your style man in what u said, maybe i am a g0y... for sure. am young dude from alabama, and a jock, i have done frottage, not any fuck and stuff, would like to talk to dudes like u" -WC

"I read your post and took a look at the website you listed and I can actually say for the first time that I feel like I have a place bro. Thank you for the post...man, this is huge for me today. I now know where I fit and that my feelings are normal and pure...dude thank you so much. I connected with everything on the list...the idea of a deep friendship with a guy has always been most important to me. And also the physical display of compassion and love for one another in a brotherly sense...man, I'm totally stoked." - TL

"after seeing how many different men are adhering to this philosophy and seeing that all you really have to do is liking the fact that you are a guy, being an appreciator of true manhood, wanting to create true, deep and meaningful friendships with other guys and most of all, not doing anal, I thought to myself: Well, maybe this is the right thing for me since I was never really a fan of the stereotypes associated with the Alphabet Soup Community, I have always praised true manhood with values such as strength, compassion, honesty, respect and many other values I have always associated with true manhood and most of all, I have always hated anal, just the smallest thought of it makes me sick and it really sickens me and disgusts me how the Alphabet Soup Community is constantly failing to realize how bad that thing is and that's just the tip of the iceberg, that whole community is completely messed up top to bottom." - UnK

"Hey g0ys, new guy here. It's great to see that there is a space for men who really love and admire masculinity in other men out of that horrid Top-Bottom bullshit dichotomy imposed by the LGBT+ community, never in my entire life have I ever dreamt of doing such a horrible thing to someone I'd deeply love and care for. I hope everyone's alright here, take care!" - JT

This definition is definitely the missing link!!!!! A lot has been discussed about gays, soul mates, brothers, etc etc , but the definition of a guy, wanting to have a close friendship with another guy, and yet not to be stamped as gay, because that has always had some sort of a trans-sexual tendency, is now clear!" - S Shah

Hey I was just looking around the site for other g0ys and after reading your page was wondering where you attend worship service at, if any, if you don't mind my asking. Also can't thank you enough for your activism on behalf of guys everywhere tired of being labeled gay for loving other guys." -AtredWar

I found out about this site just a few months ago and it's been a God send. For the past few years, I've had an attraction to guys in wanting to find one as a real brother I can love on all levels. But they guys Im into are guys like me, who like their sports, red meet, beer ect, not prancing queens. I am God fearing myself but am put off by how people twist their beloved bibles into whatever makes them feel better, and also by the gay community which I find gross and surface level. I didn't know what to make of myself. Now I do: I am g0y." -Ra2chi

Where were you 20 years ago?  What an amazing discovery for me.  I am so glad to have stumbled upon your site.  I am in my early forties and have always been attracted to men; women have never done it for me.  My attempts to meet other men have always been failures.  I tried the bar scene when I was younger.  The majority of the guys were too feminine acting for my taste (if I wanted someone feminine I would be attracted to women I reasoned).  I 'never fit in'.  If I did strike up a conversation with someone, it always led to the inevitable question 'top or bottom'?  How I hated that question." - Bill

I identify with the g0y philosophy rather than the weirdness of gay men, and I live in the Las Vegas area.

What "Wolves" in "Sheep-Drag" did!

For thousands of years, men have been bonding with other men & because men are so highly charged with testosterone - sexual tension & the need for resolution from that tension has become integrated into the best of male/male friendships. Almost surreally, it's only been about 800 years since one of the most hellatious religious cults ever to curse the planet in a river of lies (falsely calling itself "Christian") has devastated this natural rhythm of male affection & destroyed millions of lives in the process! It's time to relearn, reject & recover!

Editorial Contribution: (Notice ... mature subject matter)

\\TRANSLATED// For the vast majority of men - recognizing that you're g0y often has NOTHING to do another guys genitals - at least early on. And it's NEVER about assholes! It is, however, an appreciation of masculine aesthetics and a maturing male body-form shaped by increasing levels of testosterone as puberty sets in. And this information comes as a surprise to many people especially those indoctrinated by "gay" media.

Myself - my early attraction had nothing to do with the guys cock 'n balls. Instead - it was an intensified friendship based on overall physical development - like good physical symmetry & developing musculature blended with a brave, risk-taking, fear-shunning masculine personality - & that combo dominated the attraction.

But guys who were effeminate, whiney, fearful, cowardly & poorly-developed physically were not attractive & even creepy or repulsive - especially guys who could have been their own sisters! This set of biases existed well before I knew anything about "sex". And as puberty pushed in harder - the attraction toward masculine guys became more recognizable. I did not even consider a guy's penis to be an erotic part of male anatomy until I was 19!  However, I was also growing up in a conservative, pre-Internet rural "Smallville" & there was no porn in our house. These points are paramount because my development as a g0y was driven by pure, simple discovery & not influenced by outside information. Many men have had similar experiences regarding their sexual development as g0ys. 

Let me be clear: I knew I preferred guys at the ripe old age of 12. I did not find women attractive whatsoever. I loved wrestling, massaging, hugging & sleeping with handsome guys. By the time I was about 15, I had purchased a 2 man tent & set it up by a river that ran thru the back 40 on our northern vegetable farm.  And it was about that time I made good friends with a neighbor about my age named Geoff. He had a athlete's strong body & enjoyed wrestling in the swimming hole near the tent I'd erected.

We began to stay out on weekend nights in the tent and the 1st night we did - we took a swim & then went into the tent to talk & eventually sleep. Soon after entering the tent, I casually began to massage Geoff's upper body & it didn't take long for the sensation to make his eyelids heavy. I suggested that he take off the sweatshirt & shorts he'd put on after we had dried off from the swim so I could feel what I was doing regarding the massage I was giving him. It was almost pitch black so he easily agreed and I found myself rubbing on the well muscled lean body of a fantastically handsome guy who was now naked from brows to balls (the balls of his feet ;-).  I hammered on him until he was clearly sleeping (with deep loud elongated breathing) & then I managed to roll him toward me so that he had an arm wrapped around my chest & a leg across mine. I really liked the feel of that position & felt the strong urge to somehow get him on top of me - chest to chest, balls to balls.  I shook him a little bit to awaken him slightly & told him to "slide up on top so I could crack the cartilage" along his spine. He groggily complied & there I was: chest to chest, balls to balls (I was only wearing sweat shorts) with a handsome muscular guy who was breathing deeply again in no time (as the massage I was giving him took him back down into unconsciousness).

That position was absolutely awesome feeling and it seemed my heart was slamming hard with a pulse well over 100. I did NOT know that what I was feeling was a growing sex reflex. All I knew was that it was absolutely awesome position to be in where I could gently wrap my legs around the back of his knees & legs while slowly caressing the muscles along his bare back, ass & neck - occasionally stroking his arms, hands & along the sides of his oblique's.  I had no idea why my penis was so hard. All I knew is that as I slowly moved my hands along the muscular contours of Geoff's naked body my dick would occasionally throb and this began to occur more frequently until finally it stiffened & I felt a wave of intensely warm pleasure fill the very base of my balls that caused my mouth to open as I took a reflexive deep breath. And then throb after intense pleasure filled throb at the very base of my balls completely seized my focus as I could feel my dick vomiting liquid pleasure along the length of the entire shaft. After nearly a minute - those pleasurable pulsations began to occur less frequently but continued over the space of another minute or so. I had no idea that what had happened was an orgasm. Like I said: I grew up in a vacuum of information about sex. I did notice that I no longer felt that intense desire to feel up Geoff's naked body - but actually felt tired to the point I could go to sleep.  About an hour later I awoke with a handsome naked guy still on top of me sleeping deeply. By now I had that need to feel his naked skin sliding slowly under my hands again & I began to massage him gently. The sensation would bring him in and out of consciousness - where he'd sigh or groan some in pleasure. And the entire experience just drove my heart-beat & breathing up and up as my dick hardened again. I orgasm'd 5 times that night while Geoff slept naked on top of me.

The next day I did some reading thru the encyclopedia & figured out that what had been happening to me as Geoff laid on top of me was indeed, sexual. I was really concerned because if people discovered I was having sexual release with guys - it could be social suicide in school, home & church. However, Geoff had not been aware of my experience. All he knew is that I gave massages that could take a guy down - and all night long. And during the day - we were just (2) regular guys who swam, fished, wrestled & attended the same school & church. My interests & mannerisms were not "faggy" and I fit in with other guys easily. So I developed a strategy: My plan was to find an interest in some form of field that would allow me to touch guys without seeming out of character. And like magic, the "P" encyclopedia opened to "Physical Therapist". It had a cross reference to Massage Therapy" which had a footnote to Sports Medicine. These fields were all intertwined. And from that day on - I told people I was interested in Sports Medicine, maybe with a minor in physical-therapy & injury recovery. Smokescreen enabled!

In high school, I got the reputation of being a gym-rat and I got powerfully muscular over those 4 years. And along the way, a number of athletes learned the magic my hands could work on a sore body. At the end of my sophomore year - I was stronger than most guys - even most athletes. And if the guy was sore from a workout (& I routinely had workouts with guys just to make then ultra tender with soreness in a day or two) - then I'd find a way to get him over to my house. I combined massage with wrestling pins and then - torturous extended tickling. A guy who is so sore from a killer workout a day or two earlier can't begin to muster the strength to break a good pin. And once I had a good looking athlete with most of his clothes off & in a firm wrestling pin - I'd slowly take his composure completely from him with back-arching, lung emptying, long, insanity inducing tickling sessions.  And I lost count of the number of guys who's helpless struggles caused me to p!ss a load of cum into my shorts as they helplessly spasm'd - laughing in my tight embrace while trying to break a pin as I tickled them into convulsing, sweating, helpless vocal-chord-deadening laughing hysterics.  Most of these guys didn't have a clue that I was losing my nutt while they struggled frenetically in my pinning-hug as I tickled the wind out of their lungs. And after I'd blown my load, - I'd usually stop tickling them & bust into a consciousness-robbing massage. 

I'm not the 1st guy to discover this type of combination where friendship & close-contact with other guys merged to meet a sexual need - albeit, covertly - for the most part. However, there were a few guys that I noticed were experiencing erections - usually when we got wrestling. I pretended that I didn't even notice - except when it became so obvious that they guy I was wrapped up with seemed self-conscious about it. My stock-comment was usually something like: "No big deal: It's a dick. It's gotta mind of it's own. Happens to me all the time.". His reply was usually something like, "I didn't want you to think I was turning into a fag or something.".

Now, I had good instincts & somehow - whether reading or conversation I had come to realize that it was the act of AnalSex that gave fags (that was the widely used word at the time) the reputation as, well - Fags.  And because I knew this was indeed the predominant reputation-wrecking component of the "gay man" stereotype; - Whenever a buddy expressed concern that his dick (in any state other than soft-noodle) might make me suspect he was a "fag"  - I'd reassure him with some reasoning about my "going into medicine & not being in 3rd grade nor giggling about nudity any more. And this is where I completely put guys at ease: I'd go on to say something like, "Besides, everyone knows that a guys cock is considered attractive - which is why women are so preoccupied with them. And it looks like you've got nothing to be ashamed about in that area. So as long as you're NOT plotting some way to get it into my ass - I'm totally fine with the fact that you've got a dick with a mind of it's own. We've been in the raw how many times in the locker room? I love & respect you like a brother, man." And, I'd usually totally remove his concerns by tacking on a comment like: "Actually, I kinda wish mine was that impressive."  And I'd say this whether the other guy's was bigger, smaller, cut or uncut. 

Well, several of these guys were doing the same thing as I was - waiting until they thought I was asleep & then feeling me up until they orgasm'd. If they happened to be naked as a recipient of a massage - they'd usually find a way to get their dick into a location where it wouldn't make a noticeable mess. And because I usually had underwear on - I lost count of the number of times a buddy would position his cock so that it was slipped underneath my shorts - usually with his balls resting on my upper thigh so that his shaft was pressed firmly beside mine. That way my shorts would soak up his splooge as our body-heat kept it warm & virtually undetectable (at least to a "sleeping" guy).  Of course, this position also let me feel every twitch & throb a dude's cock made as it followed the path from supple to seizuring-steel.  I always told any guy in my bed that I was a very deep sleeper & was really difficult to wake up. The guys who were getting off on me were undoubtedly leveraging that information - probably thanking divine providence that they had such a "lucky" set of circumstances.  From my perspective, pretending to be asleep & climaxing at about the same time as they did was a sexual high without parallel because of the counting-coup-like aspect of the interaction w. no need to discuss it after. Although - after a buddy had emptied his balls on top of me 3-5 times, I'd usually wait until we'd both just emptied our nuts & then stir some while hugging him a little bit tighter while whispering something like: "I love doing that with you my stud brother ... Just between us - I got your back.".  At that moment the guy would know he was totally busted - but so was I (so no power imbalance).  This was the strange part: We never discussed the intent of our "nocturnal get-togethers".  It's like the verbal part of our brains were not welcome to the party. What was happening - what we were looking forward to happening was NEVER talked about. It was like words would do the experience itself an injustice. And I suppose words fall short when it comes to this subject. Words can't express the intensity of the wait, the anticipation as the time to coupling gets closer, -nor the feeling of pleasure combined with relief as you ejaculate the pent-up tension that's been in your balls at the same time you're pissing thick creamy ropes of cumm in pleasure-laden spurts of relief. And when you're with a buddy - & watching his body stiffen at climax & watching the intense expressions on his face as that relief combined with pleasure takes his composure - causing him to groan, cry out, gasp his breath & arch his back as the spunk-sauce is spit from his spasming dick - yeah, words can't deliver the experience of the event.  And most guys don't have the leverage over language to even begin to make the event sound as awesome as it's going to feel.  It's a case where talking about it does a disservice to the reality of the event. So, the question, "Want to hang out this weekend?" - accompanied with a slightly different tone of voice or a facial expression that relayed just an implied, extra non-verbal cue - was all it took. The reply was usually something like, "Heck yeah!" and then cover language like, "There's this awesome fishing hole you've gotta check out with me!"; -Which said nothing about fishing & everything about spending time in a tent together in some private location.     

The following is the best I can recall of the account: (Some time into our friendship) As fate would have it - Geoff was one of the 1st guys I had another kind of reassuring discussion with.  You see, he'd woken up a few times on top of me with a massive hard-on. I'd pretend to be asleep but when he'd begin to roll off me I'd pretend to wake up & tell him the feel of that pressure bearing down on me helped me sleep better.  He expressed concern that he "might have a wet dream" & if he was in the raw (Geoff was a massage-junkie & I'd got into habit early on of telling him to get naked so the oil I used wouldn't wreck his clothing or the sheets.) - that I'd probably never forgive him for p!ssing cum all over me. 

I don't know exactly what it was - maybe the tone of his voice that gave me a feeling that maybe he was experiencing something else - maybe some deeper or conflicted feelings and I didn't want to miss this chance.  I replied with something like: "Totally got the solution so I can keep you as my own weighted blanket & you don't need to worry about shooting an unwelcome load of jizz. You know you're my bro & I'd never diss you - right?

"Yeah...", He said - somewhat in a questioning tone.

"Strip down to your birthday suit.", I said as I pulled off my shorts. Geoff slid out of his underwear and I reached down into the drawer beneath my bed & pulled out a large winter sock - one with a large diameter because it was designed to go on top of other socks. It was thick, gray & super absorbent. "Crawl back on top of me my blanket buddy.", I instructed with a smile on my face.  This was the 1st time we'd both been completely naked together in bed. Even in the tent, one of us was always in underwear. Before he had lowered himself down all the way - just after I felt his cock brush against mine I said: "Pause there for a few seconds." Geoff held himself up in a partial pushup as I reached down between us with the sock & slid both of our dicks into it so that the shafts were nearly parallel - just crossing at a shallow angle. And reaching around him - I pulled Geoff toward me causing him to relax his partial-pushup & dock with me chest to chest, navel-to navel, dick snugged with dick with his knees together & resting on the mattress between my legs. I brought my lower legs around his lower legs so that my ankles were pretty-much weighting his down. "That sock can soak up all the wet-dreams we throw at it - except for me, I don't think I want to wait for the right dream to come along." - as I slid my right arm down lower onto his back & holding him tighter from that grip lifted my lower back grinding our dicks together. Geoff reflexively inhaled at the feeling & his cock went from semi to rock hard in seconds. "You like?", I asked as I caused our dicks to kiss hard again.

"F!ck yeah...". he whispered as his dick gave a hard twitch causing him to exhale deeply followed by a deep inhale. He managed to get his arms around me as I repositioned mine as I worked my dick into his again causing his to shudder & gasp his breaths quietly as his heartbeat slammed in & out of fast sync with mine.  It wasn't that warm, but the sweat was beginning to bead up on Geoffs body & was forming beads that trickled down onto me. Soon it was running down from his ass into trickles that ran down past his nuts along his cock where it trickled onto mine at the point our dicks were kissing. It was beading along his neck, throat & ran down from behind his ears. I remember the taste of the salt as I ran my tongue along the length of his neck up to his jaw line as I ground my cock against his - just changing the angle slightly that they were pressed against each other with. His ass tightened & his back arched and I moved my head around to the other side of his and went in with my wide tongue to lap another line of sweat beads from the other half of his neck - cuddling into him & using my dick to seduce his beyond his ejaculatory inevitability threshold. I doubt we lasted another 3 minutes. I remember as Geoff's eyes closed & his mouth opened as his ass stiffened & legs tightened. At the same time I could feel his dick swell bigger & harder than it had yet been. I knew exactly what he was feeling & having pushed him to that edge pushed me over mine. Moments later our dicks were having those sweet seizures punctuated nearly a second apart between convulses - pissing the payload from deep in our balls out into that sock while firmly hugging each other & enjoying the mutual sensation of a shared orgasm.  Over the space of the next minute or so - that intensity let up with longer durations between each hard dry-heave as our cocks strained to fire the last remaining sperm mingled with the thick drool of milky mansauce.

"I'm pretty sure I wouldn't mind doing that a few times a week - maybe even all night with you Brother.", I whispered with a grin in my voice. And a few times every week over the next few years (even into college) - Geoff and I turned those winter socks into well soaked sploog'n-sponges.

Over time, I made other friends who progressed from being recipients of long overnight massages - to members of the sock-sponge insider group of intense friends. It was about being with a friend you could trust to take the edge off of the constant loudening message being broadcast from our balls that we needed to shoot a wad for some relief. It wasn't about forming a "sexual identity". We were guys and most would have identified as "straight". Today - most are/have been married & have kids. Most guys are functionally amBIsexual. Outside of the tight circle I had with these guys - I am not aware of any other guys these guys were de-stressing with. Not that I could know. I never shared with any of them any details about what was happening with others. And if this level of discretion was the pattern - then I/we can't possibly know how many other guys were interacting like this (other than guessing using Kinsey's numbers).

And the big distinction was that we NEVER crossed into the subject of AnalSex (other than to denounce it). Effeminate guys and AnalSex were majorly TABOO. It's because BOTH were associated with a reputation-wrecking word: "GAY". This is no small distinction because most men - by their very nature shun anything to do with AnalSex. The fact that the act is +5000% more dangerous than even OralSex is a key indicator that whether thru natural-selection or divine-engineering, a healthy human psyche is built to avoid it (in the same way that people naturally shun the odor of and close proximity to sh!t). It is a massive biohazard - which is why civilized, developed peoples build sewer treatment plants & take enormous steps to keep sh!t out of public proximity! People who practice AnalSex (by association - gays), fetishize sh!t & play in it. This is why so many adults shun association with the term "gay". Even decades of indoctrination in "political correctness" has not changed this fact. People are simply more careful with their words when describing their sexuality.

However, masculine guys are still making friends & hooking up with other masculine guys - despite locker-room talk. The G0YS movement has been giving these men a platform to articulate themselves from. And that is a solution to a huge problem for most of these guys! Read the actual feedback we have received from such men in the frame to the left.