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Concern-Agat | Russian 3M-54 Club-K Container Missile System | Simulatio...
Frightening thought when these freight containers are on every freight train, and hauled on tractor trailers everywhere across the U.S. This weaponry could be moving through your back yard by the Russians or Muslims without us having a clue.
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Sunday, September 17, 2017
Conservatives Have to Become the Resistance
Despite the election of President Trump, which seemed to momentarily disrupt Democratic Party plans for total control, conservatives are losing politically. Trump's basic failure was the inability to seize control of the Pentagon and intelligence agencies away from Obama and his holdovers. Conservatives that Trump tried to put in were systematically purged. He's the ultimate target. It's unclear whether he can save himself.
We see the results in the failure by Trump and his top officials to name radical Islamists as the enemy in his 9/11 speech. Homeland security analyst Ryan Mauro says, "By omitting any mention of Islamism or jihad, the Trump Administration's language is even closer to that of the Obama Administration than Hillary Clinton, who defined the enemy as 'jihadists.' President Obama refused to use any terminology associated with Islam at all." Obama did say, however, that "the future must not belong to those who slander the prophet of Islam."
Trump is making deals with Democrats, ranging from debt to taxes and spending, as the national debt surpasses $20 trillion. He seems to be leaning toward some form of amnesty for DACA "dreamers" and maybe other illegal aliens. The Democrats, meanwhile, are embracing a total federal takeover of the health care system, as represented by Senator Bernie Sanders' unveiling of a "single-payer" plan to replace Obamacare. This is what happens when federal programs fail. The Marxists call for more government to "fix" the problem they created.
Of course, this is happening because the Republican Congress failed to repeal and replace Obamacare, and is now moving on to something else.
What's happening is a phenomenon that writer Vic Biorseth calls "Obamunism," the "American" brand of communism that marches on. Obama is out of office, but not out of power.
Considering the failures of the Trump Administration and the Republican Congress, conservatives are the ones who should be leading the resistance. They did so, at one time, and it was called the Tea Party movement. It helped elect a Republican Congress, despite the efforts of the Obama IRS to stifle and strangle this grass-roots movement of conservatives dedicated to individual freedom, private property rights, and small government.
But now we learn that the Trump Justice Department has abandoned any effort to hold the IRS accountable for its political persecution of the Tea Party movement. Lois Lerner, the IRS official at the center of the scandal over targeting of Tea Party groups, will not be prosecuted.
Rep. Kevin Brady (R-TX), chairman of the House Ways and Means Committee, said, "I have the utmost respect for Attorney General Sessions, but I'm troubled by his Department's lack of action to fully respond to our request and deliver accountability. Today's decision does not mean Lois Lerner is innocent. It means the justice system in Washington is deeply flawed."
Yet the Department of Justice describes itself as leading the nation "in ensuring the protection of all Americans while preserving their constitutional freedoms."
Republicans say Obama's guy, IRS Commissioner John Koskinen, was "repeatedly uncooperative and misled congressional investigators" during the scandal. But's he's still there.
Some conservatives are so troubled by what's going on that they are circulating information from marijuana enthusiast Roger Stone that Trump has been drugged by a globalist satanic cabal. Someone wrote to me, "Trump is incrementally being poisoned through his ice tea or other foods and needs an independent third party doctor to examine him."
What we are witnessing does not require a sinister conspiracy theory. This is the growth of government, including the swamp that Trump said he would drain. But what is the swamp?
The decision to keep Koskinen and protect Lerner demonstrates the corruption that characterizes the nature of the swamp. But the Justice Department appointment of former FBI Director Robert Mueller as Russia-gate Special Counsel is another example.
Nobody likes to talk about it, but Mueller covered-up the nature of the real perpetrators of the post-9/11 anthrax attacks. The evidence indicates that the anthrax was stolen from a U.S. lab by an al Qaeda operative. Instead, Mueller led an investigation that blamed a series of innocent American scientists, eventually forcing one to take his own life. He followed up by ordering FBI training materials to ignore the role of the Islamist ideology that inspires the enemy. Judicial Watch said Mueller thus became an agent of a broader Islamist "influence operation" aimed at "our government and Constitution." These forces still exist, as evidenced by Trump's failure to name the enemy on 9/11.
The corruption is so deep that even one of Mueller's own FBI investigators, Kenneth Lambert, sued him for the job he did. Now, a former State Department analyst who has followed the case is suing the DOJ and the FBI for documents that are still being improperly withheld.
The FBI seems hopelessly corrupt. But despite all the talk about Mueller's successor, James Comey, failing to properly investigate Hillary Clinton, it is President Obama who should have been investigated. In a dump of documents (189 pages of "investigative notes") from the FBI on a Friday last September, it was noticed by a few journalists that Obama, like Clinton, was described as using a non-secure private email address. They communicated through these accounts. What's more, Obama used a pseudonym. What was he hiding? Who else was he communicating with?
If the FBI suddenly investigated Obama because he and Hillary were guilty of the same crimes, that would have not only derailed Hillary's campaign but raised questions about why the FBI did not conduct a CARL test (Character, Associates, Reputation, and the Loyalty) of Obama when he ran for office. The FBI had to know of Obama's communist connections because the bureau had monitored his communist mentor, Frank Marshall Davis, for 19 years.
It is fascinating that federal employees have to fill out a background investigation form (Standard Form 86) for national security positions, but Obama and members of his Congressional Progressive Caucus do not. Meanwhile, Special Counsel Mueller and his FBI agents are going through every nook and cranny of President Trump's personal, political, and financial life, in order to make a case against him and force his resignation from office.
It's important to remember that Trump's election was a major setback for the identity politics of the left, as white people finally reacted to the "Brown is the New White" electoral strategy that Obama and Hillary were depending on to win. The author of a book by the same name, Steve Phillips, has a history of involvement in Marxist politics, just like his friend, Barack Obama. They had counted on the workers to carry the Obama revolution forward. The white working class deserted the Democrats.
As Obama emerges again on the national and global scene, the Trump victory gives conservatives the opportunity to understand what happened under our first Marxist President and how it can be reversed. The lesson, eight months into the Trump presidency, is that conservatives have to become the resistance. They have to revolt against the Republican establishment while continuing to pressure the Trump Administration to fulfill its campaign promises.
Until and unless Obama is investigated by the Trump Department of Justice (with a new FBI Director by the name of Christopher Wray), there is no hope for our country.
The problem is that, according to his bio, Wray in 2003 served as assistant attorney general for the Justice Department's Criminal Division and that, in addition to overseeing criminal matters, he "played a key role in the evolving national security mission of the Department." That means he had to know that Mueller's probe of the post-9/11 anthrax attacks was badly mishandled and that the real culprits got away. Wray has to know that Mueller's objective is to take down Trump.
A full-scale probe of the former president and his involvement in a communist network that stretches from Havana to Moscow and even to the Vatican in Rome may be the only way for Trump to truly save his presidency. It would fulfill his central campaign promise to "drain the swamp." He must fire Mueller and then urge his supporters to be the "resistance" to Marxist identity politics and government corruption.
For those who question the inclusion of the Vatican in this list, consider that George Neumayr's new book, The Political Pope, identifies a communist mentor for Francis as well and argues the case that the Marxist-oriented pope is "abandoning conservatives" so Rome can be included in a post-Christian New World Order.
The corruption in the U.S. intelligence community threatens our national survival. It explains not only the timid treatment of radical Islam, but why the Obama Administration failed to stop North Korea's acquisition of nuclear weapons, why it made a deal to virtually assure that Iran would get them as well, and why the U.S. is still bogged down in a no-win war in Afghanistan. National survival requires a winning strategy that identifies our enemies.
An investigation of Obama is absolutely critical to safeguarding the national security of the United States and evicting traitors from the swamp. What the Justice Department and the FBI should be doing is probing Obama's operations as a foreign agent for anti-American interests ranging from the Muslim Brotherhood to the Russians and the international communist movement. That's is the case we make in our two recent books, Comrade Obama Unmasked and Red Star Rising.
However, on his way out of office, in a clever dialectical maneuver, Obama launched Russia-gate to divert attention from his own background and curious and controversial foreign connections.
It was a classic communist propaganda technique. As the Senate Subcommittee on Internal Security explained in a 1967 study on The Techniques of Soviet Propaganda, "Soviet propaganda uses as a fundamental psychological stratagem the ancient and familiar ruse of crying 'thief' to divert attention from its own thievery."
By design, Russia-gate is missing the real Russian agent – Obama himself. This is the worst cover-up of all time, concealing from the American people that their first Marxist President was a security risk possibly being blackmailed by Russia.
Our upcoming November 10 conference, "How the Russia-gate Conspiracy Theory Has Set the Stage for Obama's Return to Power," will take place from Noon to 5:00 pm, Zenger Room, National Press Club, 529 14th St. NW, 13th Floor, Washington, DC 20045. Please go to www.usasurvival.orgfor more information.
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Is Writing for Jihad Watch Now a Fireable Offense?
I am writing in support of Christine Douglass-Williams, a member of the Canadian Race Relations Foundation, who I understand has come under scrutiny for writing for my web publication, Jihad Watch.
The freedom of speech is under severe attack all over the world, and the controversy that has erupted in Canada over Christine Douglass-Williams, a board member with the Canadian Race Relations Foundation, writing for Jihad Watch, is ongoing. The Canadian Press reported: "With concerns about the post circulating among her fellow board members, it came to the attention of Heritage Minister Melanie Joly, whose department is responsible for the foundation." So I sent this letter to Joly (you will not be at all surprised to learn that I have not received any reply):
Honorable Minister Joly:
The Canadian Press has identified as questionable one specific piece that Ms. Douglass-Williams published at Jihad Watch (among other places), in which she refers to deceptive Islamic supremacists. However, neither the Canadian Press nor anyone else has offered any evidence for why what Ms. Douglass-Williams wrote was wrong or hateful.
In the piece, she referred to Muslims who posture as moderate when they actually aren't. Do such people actually exist? Consider the imam Fawaz Damra, who according to contemporary media reports was known in the Cleveland area "as a voice of moderate, mainstream Islam." He "was often seen at public events with politicians and leaders of other faiths, including several prayer services after the Sept. 11 terrorist attacks." Meanwhile, he was "disparaging Jews in Arabic as 'pigs and monkeys' and raising money for the killing of Jews by the Palestinian Islamic Jihad."
This is just one example of many that confirm the correctness of Ms. Douglass-Williams' observations. Yet despite the reasonableness of her statement, the Canadian Press reports that "there are concerns that Douglass-Williams's views are a hindrance to her work with the foundation and an affront to its legally defined mandate, which is to help eliminate racism and racial discrimination in Canada."
There is in reality no racial issue involved here. Jihad terror and the deceptions of some terror-aligned leaders is not race. Islamic jihadists are people of all races. Ms. Douglass-Williams, in standing against jihad terror and Sharia oppression, is not only not jeopardizing the work of the Canadian Race Relations Foundation, but enhancing it, but standing against the spread of an ideology that is frankly and unapologetically supremacist and violent, and set against the survival of Canadian pluralist principles.
Meanwhile, I am deeply concerned that Ms. Douglass-Williams is being smeared by association with me and Jihad Watch. I have been writing against jihad terror and Sharia-justified denial of human rights for many years, and I've found over the years that one tactic that the allies of jihad terror and Sharia supremacist groups frequently resort to in Canada, the U.S., and Western Europe is to smear those who expose their activities as "hatemongers," "racists," and "bigots." But a false charge does not become true for being often repeated. I invite you to read any of my 17 published books (which I am happy to send you free of charge), thousands of articles, and 45,000+ posts at Jihad Watch, and am confident that you find not a trace of "hatred," "racism," or "bigotry" in them. All my work has been and is in defense of the freedom of speech, the freedom of conscience, and the equality of rights of all people before the law. More to the point, I invite you to read all of Ms. Douglass-Williams' published writings at Jihad Watch, and you will see that there is no reason for anyone who is concerned about racism and about preserving pluralistic societies to be concerned.
If I can answer any questions or be of any possible service to you in your further consideration of this or any other matter, please do not hesitate to contact me.
Kindest regards
Robert Spencer
director, Jihad Watch
Robert Spencer
director, Jihad Watch
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Sunday, August 6, 2017
Google bows to Muslim pressure, changes search results to conceal criticism of Islam and jihad
"Google's first page results for searches of terms such as 'jihad', 'shariah' and 'taqiyya' now return mostly reputable explanations of the Islamic concepts. Taqiyya, which describes the circumstances under which a Muslim can conceal their belief in the face of persecution, is the sole term to feature a questionable website on the first page of results."
"Reputable" according to whom? "Questionable" according to whom? Google is bowing to pressure from Muslim such as Omar Suleiman without considering whether those who are demanding that the search results be skewed in a particular direction might have an ulterior motive. Could it be that those who are pressuring Google want to conceal certain truths about Islam that they would prefer that non-Muslims not know?
This is a real possibility, but of course Google executives would have to study Islam themselves in order to determine whether or not these Muslims who are pressuring them are misleading them, and that's not going to happen. Still, they could have done a bit more due diligence, and made some efforts to determine whether those being tarred as "hate groups" really deserved the label, whether the Southern Poverty Law Center was really a reliable and objective arbiter of which groups were and weren't "hate groups," and whether the information that Google was suppressing was really inaccurate. Instead, Google seems to have swallowed uncritically everything Omar Suleiman and the others said.
Suleiman, however, still isn't satisfied: "One leading activist in favor of Google modifying its results told Anadolu Agency he noticed the updated search results and thanked the company for its efforts but said 'much still needs to be done.'" He claimed that Google has a responsibility to "combat 'hate-filled Islamophobia' similar to how they work to suppress extremist propaganda from groups like Daesh and al-Qaeda."
This should have made Google executives stop and think. The Islamic State (Daesh) and al-Qaeda slaughter people gleefully and call openly for more mass murders. There is no firm evidence that anyone has ever been killed by a "hate-filled Islamophobe," and the claim that Hamas-linked CAIR and the SPLC make in this article, that this supposed "Islamophobic" rhetoric has led to a rise in hate crimes against Muslims, is supported by not a scintilla of evidence. Suleiman is equating critical words with murderous deeds, and Google should have realized at that point that he had an agenda and wasn't being honest.
"Suleiman said Google should differentiate between 'criticism of Islam and hate-filled Islamophobia', emphasizing the religion should not be infringed upon."
That's not clear. He apparently is saying that there is acceptable criticism of Islam that is not "hate-filled Islamophobia," but if that is so, then the religion can be "infringed upon," at least by this legitimate criticism, no? Or if the claim that Islam must not be "infringed upon" means that it cannot be criticized, why is that so of Islam but not any other religion?
Suleiman says: "I don't think Google has a responsibility to portray Muslims positively. I think Google has a responsibility to weed out fear-mongering and hate groups but I don't want Google to silence critique of Islam, or critique of Muslims."
The problem with this is that neither Suleiman, nor Hamas-linked CAIR, nor anyone else who has ever said that there was a distinction between legitimate criticism of Islam and "hate-filled Islamophobia" has ever identified anyone he thinks is a legitimate critic of Islam who is not "Islamophobic." Over 16 books now, as well as thousands of articles and over 45,000 blog posts, I have attempted to present a reasonable, documented, fair and accurate criticism of Islam and explanation of the jihad doctrine. Nevertheless, I've been tarred as a purveyor of "hate-filled Islamophobia" by groups and individuals that have never given my work a fair hearing, but have read it only to search of gotcha!-quotes they could wrench away from their obvious benign meaning in order to claim I was saying something hateful. And this isn't just me — this happens to anyone and everyone who dares to utter a critical word about Islam or jihad, wherever they are on the political spectrum.
This experience, reinforced countless times over a decade and a half, makes me extremely skeptical when Omar Suleiman says that he doesn't want Google to silence critique of Islam. If he could produce some critique of Islam that he approved of, my skepticism might lessen. But he won't, and can't. It seems much more likely that he pressured Google to skew its results so as to deep-six criticism of Islam, but knowing that he couldn't tell them that he was trying to bring Google into line with Sharia blasphemy laws forbidding criticism of Islam, he told them instead that he wasn't against criticism of Islam as such, but only against "hate-filled Islamophobia."
Mr. Suleiman, if you and your colleagues hadn't spent years tarring rational criticism of Islam that was accurate and presented in good faith as "hate-filled Islamophobia," I might have believed you. But as one of your primary victims, I don't.
I discuss the Islamic supremacist initiative to compel the West to accept Sharia blasphemy laws under the guise of stamping out "hate speech," an initiative that is now galloping forward and achieving immense success, in my new book The Complete Infidel's Guide to Free Speech (and Its Enemies).
"US Muslim groups welcome changes to Google results," by Michael Hernandez, Anadolu Agency, July 26, 2017:
Queries about Islam and Muslims on the world's largest search engine have been updated amid public pressure to tamp down alleged disinformation from hate groups.However, activists who have worked to bring about the changes say more work remains.In the past, users on Google seeking information about the religion or its adherents would be presented prominently with what many criticized as propaganda from hate groups.That has recently changed.Google's first page results for searches of terms such as "jihad", "shariah" and "taqiyya" now return mostly reputable explanations of the Islamic concepts. Taqiyya, which describes the circumstances under which a Muslim can conceal their belief in the face of persecution, is the sole term to feature a questionable website on the first page of results.Google did not confirm to Anadolu Agency the changes but said it is constantly updating its algorithms.The search giant referred the agency to a recent blog post in which it said it was working to push back on what it called "offensive or clearly misleading content"."To help prevent the spread of such content for this subset of queries, we've improved our evaluation methods and made algorithmic updates to surface more authoritative content," it said.Combatting IslamophobiaOne leading activist in favor of Google modifying its results told Anadolu Agency he noticed the updated search results and thanked the company for its efforts but said "much still needs to be done".Imam Omar Suleiman, who has been at the forefront of efforts to combat misleading information about his faith on the web, argued that Google and companies like it have a responsibility to combat "hate-filled Islamophobia" similar to how they work to suppress extremist propaganda from groups like Daesh and al-Qaeda.Suleiman said Google should differentiate between "criticism of Islam and hate-filled Islamophobia", emphasizing the religion should not be infringed upon."Google does not need to silence criticism of Islam and honest discussions about Islam, but heavily funded hate groups that are able to work the SEOs to get their websites showing up on the first, second page – I think that's deeply problematic," the popular imam said, referring to search engine optimization — the way in which websites are able to improve their placement in search engine results.The task of sorting out legitimate criticism or debate about Islam from misleading information will not be easy, particularly in societies that value freedom of speech — a fact Suleiman, who is the founder and president of the Yaqeen Institute for Islamic Research, acknowledged.Google told Anadolu Agency it does not seek to remove content from its platform simply because it is unsavory or unpopular, but does its best to prevent hate speech from appearing.One way it is working to improve on the effort is by providing users with a mechanism in autofill suggestions that would allow users to alert the company when an offensive term appears.Amid a nationwide increase in hate crimes targeting Muslims, the effort to combat misinformation is more imperative than ever, Muslim group said.Hate crimes against MuslimsThe Council on American-Islamic Relations, the U.S.'s largest Muslim advocacy group, said it tracked a 584 percent increase in anti-Muslim hate crimes from 2014 to 2016.The group is not the only one to find such numbers. The Southern Poverty Law Center tracks hate incidents and groups in the U.S. and said it found hate groups increasing in number for the second consecutive year in 2016, fueled largely by a near-tripling of anti-Muslim groups."The growth has been accompanied by a rash of crimes targeting Muslims," the center said in its annual report.Information people receive from a variety of sources — television, radio and the Internet — no doubt plays a role in fomenting hatred among some of those who perpetrate attacks but could also be used to stop them."We are seeing a rise in hate crimes towards Muslims, and there is a direct connection between this demonization of Islam and Muslims and the hate crimes that are being perpetuated against Muslims in the United States," Suleiman said.Still, he maintained that such voices should not be censored but "should not be featured prominently as authoritative voices."Suleiman added: "I don't think Google has a responsibility to portray Muslims positively. I think Google has a responsibility to weed out fear-mongering and hate groups but I don't want Google to silence critique of Islam, or critique of Muslims…
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When Can I See You Again?
He's sitting at the bar, nursing a light beer and waiting for me.
I watch him for a minute before I approach. He's just as handsome in real life as he was in his profile picture, except he's not smiling. He looks nervous, fidgeting on the bar stool and tugging at the scarf draped casually around his neck.
I check my reflection in a nearby mirror before I approach him, smoothing my messy blond hair back over my ears. I make my way to him, open my mouth to greet him, and lay a hand on the small of his back.
He jumps like he heard a gunshot.
"Sorry," I tell him, holding up my hands in supplication. He tugs at the scarf again, then drops his hands to his lap and smooths them over his thighs.
"No, it's okay," he assures me. "You just startled me." He can't seem to look me in the eye-his gaze darts around, from my face to the door, stopping to glance at the patrons around us. "Jasper?" he whispers.
"Yeah," I answer, reaching out a hand to shake his. "Carlisle?"
"Um, yes," he says, taking my hand and shaking it firmly, quickly. "It's nice to meet you."
He pulls his hand away, looking around again like he's checking to see if anyone's watching us.
"You married?" I ask, taking a small step back. He looks startled, and shakes his head slowly.
"No. Not anymore, divorced," he tells me.
"So are you some kinda politician or something? Movie star? Why do you keep lookin' around like someone's watching?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. Jasper Whitlock is no one's dirty little secret-I don't play those games.
"I'm sorry," he says, his eyes wide with surprise. "I'm just... I'm new at this, and um... nervous."
Something about the way he says it is disarming. His face is open and vulnerable, his voice pleading a little for understanding.
"Okay," I tell him. "Let's get a table." I slip the hostess a twenty, asking for a table that's private. The restaurant is only half full, so she puts us in a booth away from most of the other customers. Carlisle visibly relaxes once we're hidden in our little bubble.
"So, you're new to Internet dating?" I ask, after the waiter has dropped off a fresh beer for each of us.
"Um, no. Well, yes, but that's not what I meant. I'm new to, uh, this as well," he says, gesturing between the two of us.
"So you mean... dating in general?" I ask, confused. If he was married, surely he had to date someone at some point in his life.
"No," he says, shaking his head. His eyes drop down to the table, and he smooths one finger over a nick in the wood. "I've dated before. A long time ago."
Then it clicks for me, and his nerves make sense. His jumpiness makes sense. He's not out.
"You've never dated a man before?" I ask.
He shakes his head again, dropping his hands down to his lap.
I glance around, thinking about a polite way to get out of this. Can I get away with just having a drink? This guy is sexy-his profile said he's forty-five but he doesn't look a day over thirty-but I don't think I have the patience for dealing with someone who's in the closet. I've gone down that road before, and it always ends in drama.
I like Carlisle, but I don't like drama.
I'm still thinking of ways to get out of this when he opens his mouth. Tells me his story. Draws me back in.
"Dating a man... being with a man... it was never an option for me. My father was a minister, and he talked every day of my life about how sinful homosexuals were. Every damn day of my life," he repeats softly, his eyes brightening with sudden tears. "Sometimes I think he knew and he was preaching right to me."
It's just about the saddest thing I've ever heard.
"So you married a girl?" I prompt, wanting to hear more of his story.
"Yes," he says, a sad smiling turning up the corners of his mouth. "I married a girl. Esme. She's beautiful and really... just really kind. And I did love her-I still do-it just isn't the right kind of love. It's affection instead of, um, passion. She deserved better."
"Did you have any kids?"
"One, a boy. Edward. He's twenty-two now, graduating from college soon and getting married in the fall," he shares. The waiter comes to take our order, and our conversation turns to more general first date stuff. Careers, favorite restaurants, where we grew up.
"Thank you," he says suddenly, halfway through his steak salad.
"For what?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him.
"For being so kind," he says, staring down at his plate. "Edward told me I'd probably have to suffer through a few terrible dates before I met anyone I liked."
"Your son?"
"Mmhmm. He set up the, um, profile and everything. Showed me how to fill it out," he admits. I relax a little against the back of the booth, relieved that he's out to someone.
"When did you come out to him?" I ask.
"Around the same time I told his mother. We decided just to be honest with him about why we were ending it... it was an amicable divorce, but he was still a little upset when he found out we were splitting up. After he got over the initial shock, though, he was really supportive. He's always encouraged me to get out and meet people, but I've only just recently summoned up the courage to try," Carlisle tells me, adjusting his scarf and sliding the fabric between his finger and his thumb.
"So how long ago was that?" I prod, taking a long pull of my beer. I almost do a spit take when he answers.
"Two years," he says, so quietly that I almost can't hear him.
"Two years? You've been out for two years and this is your first date?" I immediately feel guilty because Carlisle shrinks back into the booth a little. He looks almost ashamed. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to react that way. I'm just... surprised."
He nods slowly, picking up his beer bottle and rolling it between his hands.
"Even after I told Esme and Edward, it still took me some time to get comfortable with the idea of actually... doing something about it." He's blushing, now.
"So you haven't... done anything about it?" I ask quietly, looking into his blue eyes. His cheeks turn a darker shade of pink, and he shakes his head slowly.
Fuck me.
Part of me wants to signal our waiter, pay the check, and drag Carlisle back to my place. I can definitely help him do something about it. Several somethings. My cock stirs at the thought of introducing him to all the things he's never done; seeing the tension in his face melt away as my lips wrap around his cock. Brushing my fingers over his cheekbones as he sucks mine, coaching him through his first blowjob. Maybe he'd keep that scarf on and I could twist my fingers up in it...
But when I open my mouth to suggest moving this date back to my place, I hear Carlisle take a slow, deep breath. It pulls my out of my head and back to this moment, this place, and I notice that his hand is trembling a little. He grips his beer bottle tighter to still his shaking fingers, but I saw that little tremble and it made me realize how nervous he is.
And I don't want him to be nervous. I want him to be ready.
So instead of inviting him to my apartment, I tell him my story.
I tell him about coming out during my sophomore year of high school, my parents' gradual acceptance, the gay/straight alliance at my high school that made my life so much easier. He's only twelve years older, but there was a world of difference in our experiences at that age.
"Don't get me wrong, I still had assholes trying to beat me up," I tell him. "But I was lucky. I had a great group of friends that supported me."
"I can't imagine..." he says, trailing off sadly. He's still fidgeting, rearranging the silverware next to his plate.
"I know," I tell him, reaching across the table to lay my hand over his. He stiffens at first, but relaxes when he looks around and sees that we're still alone. He flips his hand over and takes mine, squeezing it tightly.
"It's been fifteen years since I came out, Carlisle," I tell him, "but I remember how it feels. Trust me when I say that everything will get easier."
He smiles, squeezes my hand again, and whispers, "Thanks."
The waiter comes back then, and I drop Carlisle's hand to let him clear our dishes. I order dessert just to have an excuse to talk to this sweet, charming man a little longer. I'm really starting to enjoy his company, the way he's laughing and smiling now that he's warming up to me. I'm resolved not to invite him back to my place, no matter how much I want to rip off his scarf, unzip his preppy cardigan, and peel off all the other layers until he's naked in my bed.
We share a piece of cheesecake and two small cups of espresso. Finally, when the waiter is circling and staring pointedly at the little black folder on the edge of the table, Carlisle moves to pay.
"Let me," I offer, reaching for the check.
"I've got it," he says.
"Then I'll get it next time," I promise. He looks up at me, tucking his credit card into the little slot, his face open and hopeful.
"Next time?" he says softly.
"Yeah," I tell him. "If you want," I add quickly.
"I'd love that," he says, a smile spreading across his face.
I walk him to his car, explaining that I live nearby and I walked to the restaurant. He stands awkwardly by the driver's side door of his Mercedes, fumbling with the keys while he says goodbye.
"Thanks for dinner, Carlisle," I tell him. "I'll call you, okay?"
"Okay," he says, swallowing nervously. His eyes dart between my eyes and my lips, his feet shuffling nervously. It's kind of adorable.
"Carlisle?" I ask, stepping a little closer.
"Hmm?" he says, shivering a little as I get closer.
"Have you ever kissed a boy?"
He smiles a little at my wording, despite his nerves, and shakes his head.
"No? Do you want to kiss me?" I ask, wrapping my fingers around both ends of his scarf. He nods his head, his forehead brushing mine gently, and a little moan escapes his lips. "So kiss me."
I move a little closer, to make it easier for him, but I stop when my lips are two inches away from his. I make him meet me halfway.
His lips are so soft, so warm pressed up against mine. It's a nice, sweet kiss, the kind I haven't really had since I was a kid, but it's promising.
"Wow," he says, pulling away and resting his forehead against mine. I can't stop myself from chuckling, amused at his reaction.
"I'll call you tomorrow," I promise, pulling back. But then his hands are at my waist, holding me in place, and he leans in to kiss me again. It's a little less timid this time, and I can't help but think about how sexy this man will be when I really get him going.
"Goodnight, Jasper," he whispers, when he finally pulls away.
"Goodnight, Carlisle."
Walking away from him tonight is tough, but he's definitely gonna be worth the wait.
"How was your weekend?" I ask, settling back against my pillows. We've been on three dates so far-three chaste dates, although Carlisle's sweet goodnight kisses have become increasingly more passionate. I haven't seen him since Wednesday; he spent the weekend with his son and future daughter-in-law. We've texted back and forth a few times, but this is the first time we've been able to talk on the phone without interruption.
"It was fun," he says. "Bella's a sweet girl. They're so obviously head over heels for each other... it's really cute." His voice doesn't quite match with his words though-he sounds a little too sad. I know by now that Carlisle will keep talking if I give him some time, so I just listen to the sound of his breathing and wait for him to tell me what's on his mind.
"I suppose it was a little bit hard for me," he finally says.
"How do you mean?" I ask, picturing him in his bed-probably wrapped up in Ralph Lauren sheets.
"Just seeing them... so obviously in love, so obviously desperate for each other, you know? It made me think of all the time I wasted," he admits. "And then I feel guilty for thinking of it that way. It wasn't a waste, I know that, and I wouldn't trade Edward for anything in the world..."
"You just wondered what it would've been like if you had that sort of relationship when you were their age?" I ask.
"Exactly," he breathes. "I'm glad you understand."
"Of course, Carlisle. I know it's hard to think back on the things you missed out on. But try to think about all the exciting things you have ahead of you, you know? There's so much livin' out there for you to do. So many things for you to experience," I tell him.
"Like what?" he asks, his voice lower now.
"Well there's Gay Day at Disney World, for one," I joke, and he bursts out laughing.
"Somehow that doesn't really appeal to me," he says.
"How about... going out to a gay bar and dancing with men? Wrapping your arms around a man's shoulders and dancing 'til you're sweaty and exhausted and so turned on you can't think straight? You ever done that before?" I ask, allowing myself to picture straight-laced Carlisle at a dance club. I'd have to wrestle him out of his cardigan and get him into a tight t-shirt, but I know he could pull it off. My hand brushes my cock through my briefs and I feel it start to perk up.
"No, I've never done that before," he says. "Would you... would you want to do that? With me?"
"Sure thing," I tell him. "We can do that next weekend, if you want. See, something to look forward to."
"I always look forward to seeing you," he confesses. "Whenever I come home after one of our dates, Jasper, I look at the calendar and figure out how long it will be until I see you again."
"That's so sweet, Carlisle. You wanna know what I do when I come home after our dates?" I tease, squeezing my cock roughly through my underwear as it grows to its full length.
His breath hitches, but he's quiet for a minute. Wait, I tell myself. Just wait.
"Tell me," he says, after an eternity of quiet, shallow breathing.
"I come home and take off all my clothes... just strip down to my underwear... and I crawl into bed, just like I am now. And my dick is always so hard, just like it is now," I tell him, my voice dropping to a low growl as I push my briefs down over my hips, freeing my cock.
"Oh, God," he groans, his breathing growing heavier. "You really-because of me?" he asks.
"Do I touch myself because of you? Fuck, yeah, I do," I tell him honestly. I'm loving his reactions, the little gasps and barely-controlled groans that tell me he's doing exactly what I'm doing. "You're so hot when you kiss me goodnight. I know you're trying to be good, Carlisle, and take it slow, but I can feel how much you want me. It makes me so goddamn hard."
"M-m-me too," he breathes.
"It makes you hard, too?" I ask, wanting to hear him talk more.
"No... well, yes. But I meant... I do the same thing, after our dates. I come home and I... God, I think about you touching me," he admits.
"Just touching?" I prompt, stroking a little bit faster now and squeezing the head on the upstroke.
"Everything," he whispers, his breathing labored now.
"You wanna know what I think about?" I ask, spreading some of my pre-cum over the head of my cock.
"Please," he groans. I bet he's the kind of guy who wears pajamas to bed, real matching pajamas, and he probably has his hand down the front of his preppy plaid pants.
"I think about your dick in my mouth, Carlisle. About kissing all over your thighs and your stomach, sucking on your balls, and licking up to the head of your dick. I'd tease you for so long, you'd be begging me to let you come. Do you want that? Do you want my mouth?" I ask, my voice getting shakier as I get more and more turned on.
"Yes," he pants.
"Say it," I beg. "Come on, tell me what you want."
"I want you... I want your mouth," he whispers.
"I'd be so good, Carlisle. I'd blow your mind. Think about feeling my lips around that dick, baby. Your fingers in my hair. Close your eyes and imagine it, Carlisle. Imagine you can reach down and touch my cheek, feel the stubble on my jaw and-"
"Oh, God!" he cries, interrupting my filthy train of thought. "I'm coming," he moans, before gasping and grunting through his orgasm.
I pump my dick faster, catching up to him, and talk him through his orgasm. "That's right, baby. Come hard for me. I can't wait to taste you."
The sounds of his pleasure are enough to get me there, to leave me panting and grunting just as loud as Carlisle.
We're both quiet, after, just listening to the sound of each other breathing, slowly quieting down as we come back to Earth.
"Jasper?" he finally says, his voice sleepy and sated.
"Mmmm?" I respond, unable to produce any rational thoughts just yet. I smile, though, at Carlisle's next question.
"When can I see you again?"
We go out to dinner again on Tuesday.
This time, I take him to Level Five, a restaurant sandwiched right between two gay bars. He's a little nervous coming here, but I assure him he'll fit in just fine. I tell him to relax; we can hold hands here and no one will care.
Over a plate of calamari, he tells me about one of his cases at work.
Over dinner, we talk about the neighborhood-bars, art galleries, nightclubs.
Over dessert, I tell him that all I can think about is our phone call Sunday night. That I keep hearing his voice replaying in my head. His cheeks flush red, and he stares down at our chocolate cake.
"Me too," he offers.
"You know what else is great about this neighborhood?" I ask him, dragging a piece of cake through the raspberry sauce on the plate.
"What?" he asks, his eyes on my fork as I lift it to my mouth. I make a show of it, sticking my tongue out to taste the sauce and moaning a little before I take a bite.
"It's only a block away from my apartment," I tell him, licking the leftover sauce from my lips.
Carlisle nods, staring at my lips, but doesn't seem to register what I said.
"Do you want to go there, Carlisle? To my apartment?" I ask, reaching over to lay my hand on his exposed wrist. He's wearing one of his scarves again, a pale blue one, but he's wearing a sportcoat tonight instead of a cardigan. The sleeve is riding up just enough for me to touch the bare skin of his wrist. He shivers, nods his head, and turns to look for our server.
"Excuse me? Could we have the check, please?" he asks, reaching into his back pocket. By the time our waiter comes back with the check, Carlisle is ready with his AmEx.
I laugh a little at his enthusiasm, but the hungry look in his eyes shuts me right up.
He's quiet on the walk back to my place, hands in his pockets, focused on the ground in front of him. We walk quickly in the chilly evening air, but he slows down the farther we get from the main street.
"You okay?" I ask, reaching over to hook my elbow with his.
"Mmhmm," he says, looking over at me. He's nervous, I can tell, so I plant my feet right there on the sidewalk and pull him into a hug.
"You've got nothin' to be worried about, Sugar," I whisper, pressing my lips to his jaw. I pull back, knowing he's still uncomfortable with this kind of PDA, and nudge him with my elbow. "Come on, I just wanna show you my baseball card collection," I tease.
He laughs, and it's enough to break the tension. I lead him down the street, into my building, up the stairs and into my place.
I let him explore for a few minutes, watch him drag his fingers over the back of my black leather couch and stare at the books on my shelves. I open a bottle of wine, pour two glasses, and leave them on my coffee table.
"Stay right here," I tell him, kissing his cheek before I leave the room. "Take off your jacket!" I call over my shoulder, before I dive into my walk-in closet. It takes me a long time to find the box I'm looking for-it's buried inside another box, under my notebooks from high school.
When I walk back into the living room, Carlisle has his hand on the doorknob.
"Where are you running off to?" I ask gently.
"I'm sorry, I just... I don't know if I can," he says, shaking his head left and right. He won't look at me, he's just staring at his hand on the doorknob. I've never seen him quite so tense-I left him alone for too long and he had time to work himself up into a tizzy.
"You don't wanna see my 1958 Mickey Mantle?" I ask, walking a little closer.
"What?" he says, his brow furrowing in confusion. He looks up at me, takes in the box in my hands, and then shakes his head again. "Wait, you were serious?"
"Yeah, of course. Baseball cards. I got a ton of 'em, and the 1958 Mickey Mantle is worth like, five hundred dollars. It's my crown jewel! Come on, sit down," I urge him, tugging his hand away from the doorknob. He follows me to the couch and sits, watching as I unearth the cards and tell him stories about each one.
Gradually, he lets himself relax. He gets a little more comfortable in my space, takes off his jacket, even unwinds his scarf from around his neck. I joke about it being his security blanket, and he blushes again.
"I'm sorry I tried to run away," he says. "You were in there for a long time and I didn't know what to do, or if you expected me to do anything, and I just felt so silly waiting out here..."
"I'm sorry I left you alone for so long," I tell him. I put the last card back in its protective sleeve and stow it back in the box, tucking it into the corner of the couch behind my back. "I don't expect you to do anything, Carlisle."
"I know..." he whispers. Wait, I remind myself. Wait for him. "But there are things that I want to do, and I just don't know... I don't know if I can," he finally adds, twisting his scarf in his hands.
"Like what?" I ask, scooting a little bit closer. He opens his mouth to respond but nothing comes out.
"I... um..." he says, looking back and forth between me and his scarf. I move closer still, wrapping an arm around his shoulders, and pull the scarf from his hands. I wait, trying to give him time to find the right words, but they aren't coming to him this time.
"How about I tell you what I want," I offer, nuzzling his neck. "And you tell me what you think?"
"Okay," he exhales, tilting his head back just a little to give me better access.
"I wanna kiss you," I tell him, my lips moving against his warm skin. "I want to kiss those soft, pink lips of yours. Does that sound good to you?"
"Oh, yes," he groans, turning his head. I let him find my jaw with his lips, but I tilt my head back and keep talking.
"I want your shirt off, too. I want your bare chest pressed against mine while we do all that kissing, okay?" I ask, fingering the buttons of his stiff oxford shirt.
"Yes, yes, okay," he says, still searching. His lips meet mine and he kisses me desperately, twisting and turning in my arms until we're facing each other. I was right, he's fucking sexy when he's all worked up.
We struggle a little, back and forth, each trying to kiss harder, taste more. His hands are resting at my waist, clutching at my shirt, and he starts to twist the fabric in his fingers, lift it up just a little. I pull back from his lips, break the kiss, and hold my arms up to the sky. Asking him, silently. Inviting him.
He pulls my henley off slowly, dragging it up my sides and over my shoulders, up my arms to the tips of my fingers. He lets it fall behind me, and his fingers follow the same path back down my body, touching me so lightly that I can't stop shivering.
"Wow," he says, letting his thumbs brush my pecs reverently. I can't stop myself from laughing then, and Carlisle pulls his hands away, embarrassed.
"Come on, baby," I tease. "You're being way too kind."
"You're just so... sexy," he breathes, reaching for me again. I pull my legs underneath me so I'm kneeling on the couch, facing Carlisle. His hands grip my waist, those thumbs moving back and forth, so slowly that it's killing me. I kiss him again, distracting him while I unbutton his shirt. He wiggles out of it, letting me peel it from his arms, and moans when I slip my fingers under his white t-shirt.
"Can I take this off, too?" I ask, pressing my palm flat against his stomach. He nods, lifting his arms for me just like I did for him. I lift the shirt over his head, exposing his bare skin. He's strong, solid, without being overly muscled. I run my fingers through his pale chest hair, scratching gently at his chest.
"Yes," he whispers, pressing his face into my shoulder. "You feel so good. I want to see you-feel all of you."
"You tryin' to get me naked?" I whisper, nibbling on his earlobe as he kisses my chest. He stops, surprised, and tilts his head up to look me in the eye. Only when he sees the smile on my face does he smile back, nodding his head ever so slightly.
"Yeah, I think I am," he says, sliding a finger under the waistband of my jeans. I bat his fingers away and stand up, turning to stand between his spread legs. His hands reach for me automatically, curling around my thighs.
"Go ahead," I tell him, pausing only to squeeze my dick through my jeans. "Take 'em off." I reach out to brush my fingers against his cheek and then squeeze his shoulder. He moves slowly, dragging long fingers up the backs of my thighs before sliding them up and around, moving to undo the copper buttons at my fly.
Carlisle groans when he sees nothing but skin being revealed, inch by inch. The backs of his fingers brush the bare skin of my cock and he jumps, his hands falling back into his lap.
"Don't tell me you've never gone commando," I tease, pushing my jeans down over my hips. He shakes his head silently, his eyes locked on my dick while I lift my feet out of my jeans and kick them aside. I give him a little show, wrapping my fingers around my shaft and stroking myself lightly. "I think it's your turn. Wanna take those Dockers off?"
He doesn't answer, just shakes his head without ever taking his eyes off my cock.
"You don't? What do you want to do, darlin'?" I ask, brushing a thumb over his collarbone. He shudders and leans into my touch, tilting his head down so he can rub his cheek against my hand.
"I want to make you come," he says. "God, that's what I really want."
"Mmmm," I moan, stroking myself a little harder. "That can be arranged. How do you want me, Carlisle? Like this? Or do you wanna go to the bedroom?"
He hesitates, his eyes narrowing as he tries to decide, and I lean down to place a soft, sweet kiss on his lips.
"Like this, right here," he says, moving his lips against mine. I stand up straight again, cupping one hand around his neck, and he lets his forehead drop to my hip. I'm sort of hoping he'll start kissing me there, but he pulls away after just a second. His hands wrap around my thighs again, this time curling around bare skin covered with coarse hair. He follows the same path up, up, and around, moving closer to where my hand is loosely wrapped around my dick.
The first touch is tentative, his palm pressed flat against my pelvis and his thumb just barely brushing the base of my dick. I move my hand away, dropping it down to my side to give him room to play.
"Fuck, yeah," I moan, shifting on my feet to try to keep my balance. He's exploring more now, holding my dick so gently and brushing his thumb up and down the length of it. "That feels great. A little harder?"
Carlisle finds a nice rhythm, uses a firm grip and a fast pace to get me rock hard, but I'm not really getting off on what he's doing. The thing that's really making me sweat, making my cock twitch, is the look on his face. The focus, the attention, the pure excitement in his eyes just from giving me a handjob in my living room is so fucking sexy. I know he could make me come like this, but the way his tongue keeps poking out to wet his bottom lip makes me wonder if he just needs a little push to try something more.
"God, you look hot," I tell him, cupping his jaw in my hand. "I bet those lips would look so sexy wrapped around my dick, baby. That's what you want, isn't it? You want my cock in your mouth?" I ask, pushing my thumb between his lips. He groans and sucks my thumb into his mouth, laving the base of it with his tongue.
"Good, just like that. That's exactly what I want you to do to my cock. And then up and down, as fast as you want," I tell him, guiding his head gently until he's bobbing up and down, his lips sliding over my thumb. "You ready for more? Ready to suck my dick?"
He nods, drops a hand to my knee, and leans forward. I stop him, tugging at the short hairs at the base of his neck to hold him still.
"Tell me that you want it, first. I wanna hear you say it," I ask, just a little worried that I'm being too pushy.
"I want it," he blurts out. "I want to suck your cock. It's all I can think about."
"Alright, alright," I tell him, cupping my palm around the back of his neck. I don't push, just hold him there and guide him a little bit closer to where he wants to be.
His lips part and he sucks just my tip into his mouth, tracing the slit with his tongue and humming in pleasure.
"Jesus, fuck," I cry, my voice shaking. "That feels fuckin' perfect, baby," I tell him, trying to keep my grip on his neck loose. Trying not to pull him down against me and push deeper into his mouth before he's ready. I know he's probably built this experience up in his head, and I don't want to ruin it for him. He works the head for a long time, swirling his tongue around it and letting it slip back and forth over his soft, wet bottom lip.
"You look good, Carlisle," I tell him, stroking his cheek with my free hand. "You look so good with my cock in your mouth. Does it feel good?" I ask, my eyes boring down into his.
"Yeah," he whispers, nodding just a little before he ducks down to take more of me in his mouth.
"Shit," I hiss, feeling his cheeks hollow around me as he pulls back. "That's nice. Keep doin' that, okay? You like how it tastes?"
This time he hums his reply, moaning around my shaft, and it sends tremors up and down my spine.
"Fuck me," I curse, my fingers tightening around the back of Carlisle's neck. He's going too fast, it's too much, and I use my hand to guide him into a gentler rhythm. "There you go, sexy. Nice and slow, just like that. God, that feels fucking amazing."
He gets a little adventurous and tries to pull me back into his throat, but it's too much for him and he chokes, panics, and pulls away.
"Shhh, it's okay," I soothe, rubbing his back as he coughs and sputters. "You're okay."
"I'm sorry," he says, shaking his head in frustration.
"It happens to the best of us," I tell him, leaning down to kiss his lips. I tug at his hair and press my tongue into his mouth, trying to keep him in the mood. "You wanna keep going?"
"Am I doing okay?" he asks, scooting a little closer to the edge of the couch.
"So good," I tell him, moving back between his legs. "So fuckin' good. You're gonna make me come," I promise, tapping the head of my cock against his bottom lip. He's so eager this time, taking me deep (but not too deep) and picking up right where he left off.
"Is that what you want? To make me come?" I ask, combing my fingers through his hair. "Cause your mouth feels so fucking hot," I groan, punctuating my words by thrusting against him just a little.
He's whimpering a little now, his face flushed red and his eyes squeezed tightly shut. I can feel my muscles tensing, my balls tightening in anticipation of the release that's creeping up on me.
"You are so fucking sexy," I tell him, bracing one hand on his shoulder while the other guides his movements. "I'm gonna come, Carlisle. You don't have to swallow it, okay? You can... fuck. You can use your hand and jerk me off, okay? But I'm really close," I warn.
He doesn't let up, doubling his effort and moving faster over my dick. It's so fucking hot knowing that he's never done this before, that my cock is the first one he's ever tasted. And he fucking loves it.
"Your fucking mouth... yes. God, yes, Carlisle, I'm coming... fuck," I groan, fighting to keep myself from thrusting hard into his mouth as I let go.
He tries to pull me deeper, to swallow around me as I come, but it's too much for him. He sputters and pulls back, and I groan as the last spurts fall over his lips and the flushed skin of his chest.
"Damn," I mumble, turning and collapsing on the couch next to him. I lean back and watch as he wipes his lips with the back of his hand but misses a drop at the corner of his mouth.
"Come here," I tell him, pulling him back to recline with me. I swipe at the stray drop of cum with my tongue before kissing him, long and hard, trying to pour all my gratitude and my affection into that kiss.
"Was that..." he starts, but I cut him off with my lips, kissing him senseless.
When I finally let up, he smiles and reaches down for my hand, lacing his fingers through mine.
"Was that good?" he finally asks, and I chuckle at his seriousness.
"It was fucking amazing, Carlisle. You were perfect. Did you like it?" I counter, pulling my hand from his and reaching between his legs. "Mmm, I think you did like it," I tease, squeezing his erection.
"Oh, God," he whimpers. "Yes, so much. I loved it."
"Well you just about wore me out with that performance, but I think maybe I have just enough energy left to return the favor," I whisper, kissing his cheek before I slide down to my knees in front of the couch.
He's quiet as I pull off his pants and his boxers, sweat covering his brow and short, gasping breaths falling from his lips. His dick is perfect, thick and cut, and I waste no time taking him deep.
"Jasper!" he cries, his entire body tensing as he bolts upright.
I remember too late that this is new for him-while he may have done this before with his wife, it was never really a woman's mouth he wanted. It makes me feel powerful, knowing how much he's fantasized about a man doing this to him, but I also feel responsible.
Responsible for making it good for him, for making his fantasy come true.
I slow my pace, vary the pressure, try to make it last. His hands are clenched in fists at his sides, and I lift them, one by one, and move them to my body. He twists his left hand in my hair and rests his right on my jaw, his palm moving slowly over my five o'clock shadow.
He's so relaxed, slumped down against the back of my couch with his ass on the edge of the seat. I push his thighs open just a little wider, shuffling closer as I suck him. I start slow, just tracing circles on his inner thighs, but slowly, gradually, I move down to his balls. He spits out a string of curses when I touch them lightly and cup them in my hand.
"It's too good," he says, hissing as his hips lift up and the head of his cock hits the back of my throat. "Shit, I'm sorry," he murmurs.
I shake my head a little, trying to tell him not to apologize without letting him go, and the tip of his cock taps against the insides of my cheeks.
"It's too... I'm too close," he says, the fingers in my hair tightening. I roll his balls in my left hand, squeezing them just enough to really make him feel it, and rub just below them with my right hand. He's gasping and tensing and chanting my name, but it isn't until I circle my index finger around his ass, just barely putting pressure on it, that he explodes.
I've never seen anyone come like this. He's practically sobbing, shouting my name, his whole body tense as he fills my mouth with his thick cum. I'm a little (okay, a lot) more practiced than Carlisle, and I manage to swallow it all without losing a drop. Even after he's done, after his hands fall away from my head and his eyes close in exhaustion, I suck at him gently until he softens and slips from my lips.
I rest my head on his thigh and watch him as he comes back to Earth, as his breathing slows and his eyes flicker open. I grin when he meets my gaze and the sweetest, most beautiful smile appears on his face.
"Was that good?" I ask, smirking.
"Jesus," he says, laughing as he throws his head back.
We rest like that for a few minutes, my head in his lap and his fingers absently stroking my jaw and my neck, until I stand up and pull Carlisle to his feet, too. I lead him through my apartment, turning off lights as I go, and pull him into my bedroom.
I like having him here in my space, watching him look up at the posters lining my walls. He catches me staring at him and turns away, embarrassed that he's still naked.
"Oh, now you're shy," I tease, as I open a drawer and pull out two pairs of boxers. I toss one to him and slip on the other pair before ducking out quickly to use the bathroom.
Carlisle follows suit, and when he comes back into my bedroom he finds me in bed, sitting up against the headboard. I pat the empty side of the mattress, inviting him in.
"I could go home if you want," he says shyly, crawling under the covers with me.
"I don't want," I tell him, kissing his shoulder as he lays back against the pillow. "I like having you in my bed."
"I like it, too," he says, turning on his side to face me.
I turn off the lamp on my bedside table, and suddenly it's dark. Too dark to see anything except Carlisle's face, so close to mine.
"Jasper?" he whispers, scooting just a little bit closer.
"Yeah?" I wrap one arm around his waist and pull him flush against me, rolling back so he can rest his head on my shoulder.
"When can we do that again?"
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Court cases and why it's ALL your fault!
Not for those of a nervous disposition
We're not going to apologise for saying stuff that you don't want to hear. #sorrynotsorry
We're going to be told we don't understand how hard it is. How we're kicking people when they're down. Comments about how we're meant to be helping people and not giving them a hard time. If we're really lucky we may get a few nasty messages (it happens).
But what do you really want?
Someone who agrees with you, tells how awfully you've been treated and how biased the court system is…and then goes on to make an amazing cup of tea while offering you selection of nice biscuits?
That's not to say there isn't a place for somewhere to share experiences – consoled by the fact that others know how it feels and to swap war stories.
But there is more to it than that. Much more.
Are we just kicking you while you're down?
You know that saying about a true friend being the one who tells you what you need to hear rather than what you want to hear…? Someone who is ready to have that hard conversation with you because they value you enough as a person to want you to do well?
There are thousands of people who will tell you what you want to hear and a multitude of Facebook groups jam packed with people who write long post over long periods about how their situation never changes.
If we're honest it's why you won't find us posting in any of the many Facebook groups that exist to support parents and others in the family courts. It's easy to be drowned out by people posting convenient platitudes rather than the inconvenient truths you'll hear from us.
We want to help people…who are clear and serious about achieving goals that can be achieved with the court system. We've got a vested interest in doing our utmost to those we help get the best result possible.
All your fault
And here we are at the final bit of this post. The Jerry Springer – style soundbite past the clickbaity headline is this:
The outcome in a court case is influenced greatly by you. For good or bad. Your behaviour and actions have more impact than you'd think if you're a big fan of those Facebook groups dominated by that man or woman who tells you how awful it is, how they were skinned alive in their court hearing but forget to mention how they told the judge or a barrister he/she was a c**t in the final hearing – it happens – we've seen this.
The man or woman who was focused, considered and did what was needed…they're not posting in that group. They've moved on and working on building a better life and not telling everyone about how you may as well give up.
And your reaction to this post will be telling too. Are you now thinking `Maybe I could do some things better?' or are you already formulating the response about why it is someone else's fault?
Which is it to be?


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In a bit of a predicament and thought you guys might have some advice. I just finished extracting and bottling honey, but since I had to work today I just left all my equipment in my garage where I was working to be cleaned when Im off again tomorrow. Well, after a 12 hour shift, I came home to an open garage FULL of bees. My husband wasnt aware that it needed to stay closed, opened it to get something out when he cam home from work, and it was open for a few hours before I made it home. There is a lot of open honey from a few spills, the extractor, the cappings I hadnt cleaned up after I let them drift, etc. and the bees were having a feast. Worse, the sun had set and the garage lights were on, so there were bees all towards the lights.
What in the world do I do?! I turned all the lights off in hopes they would head home, but its been about an hour, and while they are out of the air, there are still bees covering me work area and perched bees all over the walls. How can I get them out? Will they head out on their own when the sun comes up? Or will they just head home to tell their sisters about the plentiful honey source they found? Do I need to just keep the doors open until theyve cleaned it all out, or is there a way to encourage them to leave? I have some appointments tomorrow and I really dont want to leave the garage open (or partially open) all day.
I cant be the only one to land in this situation. Any suggestions would be appreciated!


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Bill Beaumont Triathlon (19.08.2016)
Well done to Bill Beaumont on completing the Bolton Ironman Triathlon on the 17th July and raising so much money for 'CCHF All About Kids' and the new pavilion fund. Please find a message from Bill below –
On 17th July I competed in the Bolton Iron Man UK. This is an annual event and this year saw some 2,500 people tackling a 2.5 mile lake swim, a 112 mile bike ride through the Lancashire hills and a 26 mile run through Bolton town centre to finish. I am pleased to say I survived and completed the course in 13 hours 22 minutes. I have done a few crazy things over the years but this was by far the most challenging. My charity was 'CCHF All About the Kids', which is an organisation that provides support for vulnerable children who have been subject to domestic violence, effects of alcohol and drug abuse, physical and emotional neglect, sexual abuse, bullying and severe poverty. I would like to say a huge thank you to all those generous people who donated via my 'All About the Kids' Just Giving Page which is currently totals £740. The link to this page is below if anyone would still like to donate.
I have also received donations for the New Icklesham Pavilion Fund from club members and local villagers so I will be donating £160 towards our Football Club target. If anyone would like to support the New Pavilion Fund for my event please contact David Mayne who is the club funding contact at email@example.com
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Tony Gibson (19.08.2016)
It is with great sadness that the club has learned of the recent death at the age of 93 of former player Tony Gibson.
Tony was an excellent footballer making 190 appearances for the Casuals between 1942 and 1960 with 179 of those being for the 1st team. He scored 21 goals and was part of the 1st XI that were Hastings League Division One Champions in the 1951-52 season.
Tony also played for Icklesham Cricket Club, once scoring 103 not out and breaking a few roof tiles on one of the houses opposite the Recreation Ground!
Our condolences go out to Tony's family.
Icklesham Casuals XI v Pavilion XI - Cricket Challenge Match
Sunday, 21st August
New Pavilion Fundraiser
To raise funds for the new pavilion a cricket challenge match is being held on Sunday, 21st August between an Icklesham Casuals XI and a Pavilion XI team selected by Stuart Baker.
The match will be start at 1.30 p.m. at the Recreation Ground and will be 30 overs per side. The cost is £10 per person which includes tea. No studs as the artificial wicket will be used.
The idea is for this to be a fun social event with a beer in the Queen's Head or Robin Hood after the game and you do not need to be a regular cricketer to take part.
If you are interested in playing please email the club at email@example.com as soon as possible.
If there is anyone who would like to sponsor the game please let us know.
If you don't wish to play please come along as a spectator and support the event.
Training - 15.07.2016
Training for the new season will commence at Icklesham Recreation Ground
on Wednesday, 20th July from 6.30 p.m. Any new players interested in
joining a friendly village club are most welcome to come along
Mike Beaumont Ironman - 10.07.2016
As many of you will be aware Mike Beaumont is taking part in the Ironman UK event in Bolton next weekend. Here is a message from Mike. Please give him your support.
Hi All
On 17th July I am competing in the Iron Man UK event in Bolton. This consists of a 2.5 mile open water swim a 112 mile bike leg and a 26 mile marathon run with time restrictions on each discipline. Yes it seemed like a good idea when I signed up, but I think the normal logic applies where if it doesn't kill you it will make you stronger.
A few people very kindly offered to sponsor me so I decided to set up a Just Giving page for 'CCHF All About The Kids', which is an organisation that provides support for vulnerable children who have been subject to d omestic violence, effects of alcohol and drug abuse, physical and emotional neglect, sexual abuse, bullying and severe poverty. The donation will automatically go direct to the charity and reclaims Gift Aid if you are a UK taxpayer, so your donation is worth even more.
If you do not want to use this method you can pledge an amount by emailing, texting or phoning me it would be greatly appreciated and I can arrange collection after the event.
My contact details are: email@example.com or 07889812759
Many thanks in advance for any support you can give.
CCHF All About Kids
CCHF exists to provide severely disadvantaged children aged 7-11 with a range of residential activity, respite breaks and ongoing contact. The aim is to improve the quality of their lives, recognise their potential and achieve their goals in the safest possible environment. Since its inception in 1884, CCHF has helped over 2million children. Many of the children come from backgrounds including poverty, isolation, neglect and abuse, some are young carers or a sibling or parent and some have suffered from bereavement or family breakdown. Often, their natural play areas are rife with drugs, gang culture, violence and crime. We receive no statutory funding and rely totally on the generosity of our donors and supporters.
Alternatively, Mike is also aiming to raise some funds for the Icklesham New Pavilion Project so if you would like to donate to that cause please also get in touch on his contact details above
Race Night 15th July Postponed
Due to a combination of issues it has been necessary to postpone the Race Night which was due to be held next Friday (15th July) to raise funds for the new pavilion.
This has been provisionally rearranged for Friday, 23rd September subject to confirmation so please put this date in your diary.
Stuart Adams, a stalwart of the club and current veterans player manager, is taking part in a Warrior Run to raise money for the Motor Neurone Disease Association and is looking for sponsorship for this worthwhile cause. A few words from Stuart below plus details of how to sponsor him. For those of you who are not aware Jon Fuller was a regular member of Icklesham Casuals 1st team in the 1980s and 90s -
I'm taking part in the Warrior Run - (Obstacle Course over 7k) on 10/04/...2016 to raise money for Motor Neurone Disease Association and I'd really appreciate your support. I'm going to be raising money in memory of Jon Fuller.
A number of us from Soames Personal Training ,who train together in Crowhurst are taking on the Warrior Run Challenge in April (see www.warrior-run.co.uk) to see how tough it is!
I missed the October event due to a bad back injured the week before whilst training for the October Warrior Run! This time I will join Alison, Jess & Colin from the family, plus others and will complete the course!
The chosen charity is Motor Neurone Disease Association as a friend of ours, Jon Fuller (from Eastbourne) who was the same age as me died after a long battle with this horrible disease. He was just 42! If we can raise a small amount in Jon's memory, to help others suffering from this disease then that would be great!
Donating through JustGiving is simple, fast and totally secure. Your details are safe with JustGiving – they'll never sell them on or send unwanted emails.
It's easy to donate online with a debit or credit card - just visit my JustGiving page - http://www.justgiving.com/owner…/pleasesponsor/Stuart-Adams6
JustGiving sends your donation straight to Motor Neurone Disease Association and automatically reclaims Gift Aid if you are a UK taxpayer, so your donation is worth even more.
Thank you for your support
It's crunch time for our pavilion plans and we need you to help us get the building the club deserves.
A show of strength from players, ex-players and supporters at a meeting later this month will be vital in persuading parish councillors to agree that when it comes to the new pavilion, size really does matter.
Icklesham Parish Council has already agreed, subject to outline planning approval, a new building on the existing site. But at the Annual Parish Assembly on Wednesday 30 March a decision will be taken on the footprint (size) of it.
If we do not get a footprint to our liking – the attached plan shows our preferred option – then all the effort and fundraising of the last four years will have been wasted.
And as you know, a great deal of hard work has been put in by many people to get to this stage.
There is tremendous support locally for the new pavilion, as can be seen by the fact the fundraising figure stands at around £24,000, even after payment of the architect's fees.
So it's important that we have as many of you as possible at the meeting, when the council's decision is very likely to be influenced by the opinion of those members of the public who attend.
As the Casuals will be the main beneficiaries of the new changing facilities we need a show of support to underline just what this means to the club which, after all, has been part of the village community for 79 years.
Please show your commitment by attending this meeting. The details are:
Icklesham Annual Parish Assembly - Wednesday 30 March, 7pm*- New Hall, Winchelsea
* We anticipate the pavilion plan will be one of the first items on the agenda, so you will not have to sit through the entire meeting.
Stuart Baker has been given a cheque by Derrick Baker (no relation to Stuart!) for £1000 for the New Pavilion Fund. Derrick was a former Trust Committee Chairman and along with his late wife Joan was very active and passionate about Icklesham. He was a Stoolball supporter & player, Vice President of Icklesham Cricket Club and I believe Derrick played a few games for Icklesham Casuals veterans team and his sons have played for the club. His ...wife Joan (see photo) was very active with Icklesham Players, always at the Church with her displays at Flower festivals, good at encouraging the youngsters and locally her Jumble Sales were famous. Please make a note of Derrick's details on the poster as he is trained Baker and if you ever need catering for your event I can guarantee he is very recommended. Also by promoting him you will be helping this New Pavilion Project.
Ernie Wilson has donated £50 to the project in memory of his wife Kate, who he lost recently. Kate was a member of the Horticultural Society for 28 years. Ernie and your family please accept our condolences at this sad time.
A massive thank you from Icklesham Casuals Football Club for these generous donations.
Mike Beaumont is taking part in the Bolton Ironman Triathlon on the 17th July.
The event begins with a 2.4 mile lake swim in Pennington Flash, followed by a 112 mile bike ride from Pennington Flash and onto the breathtaking Lancashire countryside and finally a run of the full marathon distance of 26.2 miles which begins at the Macron Stadium, home of Bolton Wanderers F.C. and heads into Bolton town centre where three loops of a circuit are completed before finishing in Victoria Square in the shadow of the Albert Hall.
The Bolton Ironman Triathlon is open to professional athletes and offers 40 qualifying slots for the 2016 Ironman World Championship. An Ironman Triathlon is widely considered to be one of the most difficult one-day sporting events in the world.
Mike believes it will take him 13 hours to complete the event and will be training for between 15 and 20 hours per week. He will be raising money for a number of charities and also for the New Pavilion Fund. If anyone would like to sponsor Mike please email the club at firstname.lastname@example.com.


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Back at the picturesque Thimble Islands in Connecticut. Laura's breaking out the ginger beers. The last time I was here I arrived on a perfectly calm day and departed the next morning in 30 knot winds which was quite exciting. Celeste achieved her fastest speed yet surfing down waves at 9.6 knots.
After 4-5 hours of motoring out of home base Port Washington we finally got some decent westerlies right on the stern. The noisy engine goes to sleep and we take flight wing on wing dead down wind. The wind died a bit and we wanted to make the Thimbles by sunset so we motorsailed for a moment until the wind came back with an urgency.
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I LOVE this recipe for Snickerdoodles! I have to admit, I had never had snickerdoodles until I was in my twenties, and even then I was still never a huge fan of them. But, let me tell you, these are delicious! They are the perfect combination of crunchy and soft! Sadly, it is not my recipe, but I think it is such a good one, that I decided to post it on here. I made some of these for Christmas gifts last year, and I also made some for my sister's birthday party. She loved them! Actually, everyone that ate one loved them... including my son! This recipe comes from Emeril Lagasse off of the Food Network website, which I also love! I picked this recipe for snickerdoodles because it had a 5 star rating, so I figured it must be a good one! Unfortunately, these are probably not very figure-friendly cookies, but it's okay to splurge every once in a while! :) However, I did substitute some of the flour for whole wheat flour. Enjoy!
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