I did a bad thing. I was messing around on the internet when I accidentally clicked my history tab where I see list of web addresses I visited quite recently. There’s this website with a lot of videos of a lot of adults having fun with each other, and on top of the homepage, there’s this search button which features lots, lots of “routines”. I was feeling rather gloomy that night when I realised I needed a little bit of amusement to mend my shitty state of mind. I knew I was up to no good when I started putting keywords into the search box, lots of “good” results came up and there I was, streaming away ….
But then I paused and an evil thought occurred, I could actually do whatever they were doing in the videos on my own. I could be part of these amusements in the comfort of my own bedroom and have all the fun in the world with my very self. And so my mischievous brain starting to set about to make that happen. Terrorised by guilt, I opened another tab on my browser and succumbed to a Hollywood tabloid page whose breaking news was “the best Kim Kardashian has looked since she got pregnant”. Not amused, especially when knowing Kim K would still be married to Kris “gigantic” Humphries when she gives birth to Kanye’s baby, I laid on my back and began to celebrate my (beautiful) thoughts.
There’s almost nothing in this world that a cuddle won’t soothe. I know for a fact that I’d rather be in the arms of the one I really love for a lifetime than having a steamy sexual rendezvous with the hottest guy on this planet (even though that hot person is Enrique freakin’ Iglesias). In time of desperation, I think cuddling and kissing should not be used as a prelude to sex. Well this may sound a little sappy, but a hopeless romantic like myself believes that cuddling is a way of saying “I know how you feel” and “I want to make you feel better”. That comforting sensation and feeling understood are probably the biggest rewards compared to that orgasmic, temporary release you usually have after a random hookup. There comes a time in a person’s life when he thinks he has had it all, but the ability to surprise ourselves is what makes us different. A man who can transform the way a woman feels about something into a jovial one is one hell of a man. By cuddling her that is. A man who doesn’t just think “let’s hurry up and get down to the good stuff”.
Staring at the ceiling for almost a good fifteen minutes, I immediately got back to my slightly tainted browser where I saw a lot of gory pop-ups, and boy, didn’t they look painful to me. Not trying to act like a saint or anything, but I guess that I’m just an appreciator of yet another art form. Now I remember following Tera Patrick on Twitter and realised even a freaking sex goddess like her has a very soft side just like every other human beings. Who would’ve thought. Cuddles, for the win.