Each Man a Temple, each Man a House of God. Our Lust draws Us to Our Brothers to become One with the Divine. We come to Them to partake of Holy Communion. With lascivious joy We worship each other as fractals of the Beloved Masculine. Beautiful is the Lust of Men who love Men!
Rather than a Place, the Temple is a State of Awareness, a Lifestyle, the certainty that the Divine Masculine is manifested in the Flesh, Mind and Heart of your Brother and Yourself. So many lives spent looking for God everywhere else; awaken to the Truth of God within.
I have been anointed with the Seed of Man, the Lord God Cock has marked me with His Musk, split me open and poured His Blessing upon Me. Now I see Him everywhere; He is all around me, full of Virile Glory, Beauty and Power. He dwells in my Heart for He is my Heart’s Desire.
Imagine me kissing your shaft and looking at your whole erection.
I gently rub your corpora spongiosa between my forefinger and middle finger feeling you grow with firmness.
Easing back your foreskin and shaft skin I see your glistening glans oozing precum.
I lick it from under your frenulum and you harden even more.
Opening my mouth I take you past my moist lips grazing the top of your glans gently with my front teeth as it rests its weight on my tongue.
My hand reaches under my chin and through your open legs to cup your swollen testicles whilst my other hand massages a buttock cheek.
You are panting and you place both hands on my head as if I’m receiving a blessing. They slowly dictate the speed of your cumming orgasm.
Then as I touch your puckered sphincter with my finger you cry out:
“Receive this nectar that is given for you, take and swallow it for it is life and love.”
You fill my Chalice, coating my tongue, teeth, cheek walls and throat with the holy juice. I use my finger to gather up the excess I can feel around my lips and chin that has escaped my mouth during your thrusting explosion. Nothing of the divine and sublime essence is wasted.
I am satiated and saved by your sacrificial gift.
My lips firmly surround your penis, sucking it lightly as it slides out and I ensure no sacred sperm is lost.
Catching my breath I say “Thank you Lord” as I gaze at your softening enormity of length and girth and look into your grateful eyes.
You lift your phallus to touch and bless my forehead, cheeks and chin. It is the blessed confirmatory blessing of your pleasure.
So everything Men do together is manly, except for sex? My Brother, there is probably nothing more masculine than Men intimately bonding and sharing their sexual power. Homosexual sex is the celebration, acknowledgement and indulgence of each other’s rich and diverse Masculinity.
We fear the most those things we ourselves have shut away. The Horned One is a guide, a teacher, a representation of our sexuality, masculinity, mysticism, renewal and interconnection. He lurks in a darkness WE created, but He is not evil. He is a mirror, an aspect of ourselves.
Whenever You and Your Partner come together to celebrate Your Manhood and Your Lust in naked honesty, passion, camaraderie, affection, adoration and respect, the Pleasure You create together becomes an energy that adds to the healing and betterment of Yourself and the World.