Project Megan: Addicted to Cock
When it comes to cybersex, it's pretty easy. You just hold down the M key every once in a while, and moan or yell about how it's "so good" or "so big in my tight cunt" and other generic sex cries. Phone sex is a little more difficult, because you actually have to pretend like you're interested. And of course, real sex is even more difficult, because then you have to pretend to have an erection.
Anyway, I felt that cybersex was necessary to this project, because then I could really get people to trust me. It was sort of my ambition at first, to turn this project from just an "undercover" project to an actual journey into the way people react in specific ways on the internet. Say, how they react to FUCKING. Plus it's funny, because, just as I suspected, these people react to sex like children, and even become oversensitive to me afterwards.
Eventually, for a few days (i.e. a lifetime, for my erection), I had no sex drive. So I really did turn into an internet version of Jason Moss. All I have to do is tell myself that, and it makes everything I do justified. Plus the fact that I could technically still masturbate to it, since at least one of us was female, and therefore it was heterosexual cybersex. Unfortunately, I can't do the same to explain why I masturbate to the fight scenes in Dragon Ball Z (the faggiest show on TV). Oh well!
One of the funniest aspects of the fear of homosexuality, even on the internet, is the guys who say that they don't mind homosexuals, AS LONG AS THEY DON'T HIT ON THEM. Which is really just a half excuse, and shows that the guy is still homophobic, but as long as they first say they don't mind homosexuals, that makes it okay. You can't meet tolerance half way. If you're afraid of being hit on by the same sex, then you're afraid of homosexuality, period, no excuses.
And I'm wondering if some of these people used the same excuse, at least to themselves.
About a month after the project started, I figured that this project wasn't REALLY about cybersex at all, guessing that I couldn't get anyone to do it, and that I really didn't want to do it with any of the people I knew, and they didn't want to do it with me. Until this conversation. There's no cybersex in this one, but this guy, who is ALLEGEDLY older than 12 (although I doubt it), hits on me pretty heavy.
Another repeat log of my first conversation with Greg, the "love expert" loser. Here's his picture just so you don't get the idea that maybe he doesn't LOOK like a fucking idiot--he does. In this log, he shows off an old cyber log between him and one of his old girlfriends. Why Greg would show that to someone the first time he talks to them can't be explained without the words "giant loser who is pink and doughy" being used.
After talking to The Pink One (Gerg), I have cybersex with Wyvern for the first time. And I used to talk to this guy and his ex-girlfriend on a daily basis. All I have to say about this is "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
The next day, I end up having cybersex again, after my "practice session." So after this guy tells me about what a big Britney Spears fan he is, we end up having cybersex three times for two hours or some such. It was really the "Britney Spears" thing that got me going, this time. Warning: lots of cum is spraying everywhere in this log. It is advised that relatives of mine don't read this, ever.
This log shows why the cybersex thing really pays off for this project, after Wyvern gets hypersensitive about our emotions or some such the night after we do it, and ends up really whiny and annoying and boring as a bag of shit. I showed parts of this log to Josh, and we both had a good laugh over it.
I talk to another friend who knew about my project, the night after the "jonni" incident. Gid "Ivan" Tanner gets concerned that PERHAPS I'M GETTING AROUSED BY CYBERING WITH THESE PEOPLE. Well yes, I did. I busted a big ass fucking nut from it. I know that FFAGs would probably accuse me of being gay or some such, or attempting to riducule me for it. Here's letting them know that it wouldn't work UNLESS I'm ashamed of it, which I'm not. So too fucking bad for FFAGs. Go back to your video game music.
My friend Megan, the REAL Megan, talks a bit about the secret Megan Project, while she's using her new AIM name, "Gaylord Mandick." You know, this Megan is almost so smart, IT'S A SURPRISE SHE'S FEMALE. Really, because we all know that wymyn on the internet are morons, always.
The next conversation with "Jonny" which isn't a real word according to my spellchecker. No cybering in this one, but he gets all touchy feely with my tight firm ass, causing me to hold down the O and H keys. In all lowercase, though.
Gerg talks about the last night with Jonny, and some other crap. And he goes on and on and on, as he always does. He actually talks more than I do, which I didn't know was possible. Except whenever I say something, it's interesting, and whenever he says something, it's stupid as hell.
LOL! *nods solemnly* What a fucking loser. She also tells about how Edwyn is a fucking fag. She doesn't mention that Ty gave him AIDS on FFAG a while ago already, killing him.
Edwyn didn't really want to cyber. BUT HE'S SO WACKI AND FUNNI
Here, I talk to JT, who wants me to play Unreal Tournament, but I tell him I can't. What a shame. Oh yeah, in this log, I sort of get a detail wrong, and say that Leareth picked "Bono" ahead in line for... cybering, I guess. But now, I remembered that it would be Greg who picked that, because he apparently has a thing for whiny-voiced washed-up Irish guys fronting bands with no guitar talent whatsoever who spew out ballad after ballad after ballad after ballad.
This is an old reg who I barely remembered, and was lucky just to see on AIM using the same name he always did. And, of course, as you can tell by the log, he's grown into quite a gargantuan loser of a Japanabe.
Wyvern starts to get on my nerves with all his whining.
Luke does basically the same thing, except he keeps pestering me to buy some stupid game. It's all starting to wear on my patience.
