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Fair warning to you bros with ADD, this is going to be long. There's more subtletities in this question than we like to admit.
I'm 34 now. When I was 16, I dated my first chica 'for real'. I bought her a gold necklace and flowers and felt like the man. I went to see her at her town in her hangout and she was always, always flirting with the guys. Funny though, she loved talking with me on the phone for hours and hours and we'd both wake up in the morning with the phone cords wrapped around our heads or hearing each other still sleeping.
She slept over one night and tried to fuck my friend. Not because she liked him but for some reason she just had to do shit she thought was bad. I learned much later on that it's the same for all people. There's generally one type of person they will perform doggie tricks for and there's like one PERSON they will blame for all of their troubles. If Dad is refusin to take the credit for her being fucked up, guess who gets it? Da boyfriend. The orgasm of that charade comes when she dumps you or gets caught cheating.
Now most of you are probably identifying with me here, but most of that was before the lesson was learned. After we broke up, she still wanted me. It was wierd, she would be like, "Call me sometime, would ya?" "Here's my beepah number, you never call me!". And frankly, I was fucking pissed. I actually did try to call her once but shortly after it was more of the same shit, like she just had to, like there was a demon possessing her and it only came out when she had someone eating from her asscrack.
Believe me, I will get to the bottom line of this, and it's good insight.
Naturally, I becamse a massive fucking asshole because the guys she would flirt with were massive fucking assholes. And like some of you bros are saying, it works. Oh man, it works. I started to think there was some guy out there in the world getting more ass than I was and I began racing with that imaginary guy and being an ass worked. But you can't just walk up to a girl and be an ass, especially if you weren't born to be one. For me it was an act. I was still that 'nice guy' underneath, just trying to protect myself by pretending to be an ass.
So I really abused this next girl. She would, per my request, get down on her hands and knees and blow me twice a day at least and fuck if I also wanted to. She lived for me. But I was still not over being nice and I kinda lived for her too but didn't want to show it. I once cooked her a meal and she was like, "Uh, uh, that's nice, I guess?" and I was like, oh man, fuck this. And I proceeded to spend the next year and a half fucking every hole this chick had and being possessive and basically cruel to her. I once said to her on the phone, in response to something stupid she said, "Listen, I want a girlfriend. If I wanted a pet, I'd have gotten a fish." and she was like, "Oh my god. Oh my god, I can't believe you just said that." and I was like, "What do you mean by believe? It's just a matter of accepting it or not because I said it."
She had no choice in her small way of pretending she was in control, but to break up with me. And I was like, "whatever." But several days later I got a knock on the door and this beautiful line, "[my name here], I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm just coming over here to fuck your brains out and go home." And I was like, "Well, come on in and get your revenge, girl." She was like truly fucking wild that nigth and I'd never seen her orgasm without being shy about it but that night she screamed in orgasm and I even stuck a finger up her ass. Then I said, "Did you feel me stick my finger up your ass?" and she was like, "Oh that. Yeah, I guess. I don't know, I was having too much fun."
Being an ass eventually will drive your women fucking crazy, possibly both ways but definitely mentally. You can't win being that way, you can only savor what appears to be a bittersweet victory. Looking behind you, you will see tons of wreckage in the form of failed relationships and angry, disillusioned people
The next chick followed me outside at a party and I was just trying to get away, sitting on the curb and she sat next to me and said and did all the right things. I didnt even have to pretend to be nice but I smiled a little bit...again, I couldn't help it because I was only pretending to be mean most of the time. She eventually became my obsessed girlfriend and when I say obsessed, I mean, I'd get home and the phone was already ringing--every day--and I would let it ring. One day I counted and it went up to 200 rings. I think she was the reason the phone company automatically hangs up after like 100 rings now. So one day I let it ring 200 times and I decide to pick up, and she says, "I KNEW YOU WERE THERE!" and I was like stupefied. Here was a girl literally BEGGING FOR ABUSE. She was showing the kind of committment that ain't a choice, but an obsession and this was like payback time for the problems with my first girlfriend.
I said, "Listen, I can't fuckin take this any more. It's over." and she sobbed and cried and like deep crying, like wailing, like a cow that loses a calf or something. And she's begging, "please, please, please don't. I'll do anything. I'll do anything!" Sproing! The magic words were uttered. I was like, "Anything?" and now that she had my attention she sorta regretted sayign it, you could hear that in her vioce the way she slowed down crying and got a little more careful with her speech. And she replied, "Yeah, yeah, ok, anything." regrettfully, of course.
I said, get this, "Alright, listen. You are giving me at least 2 blowjobs a day -whenever i say-, and if you dont immediately drop to your knees, you're going home and it's over." And I thought this would definitely put the last nail in the coffin, but man, she whimpered, sniff, sniff, "ok." And I could not fucking wait to test this out.
So the time came, right, we were parked in a dark lot next to a baseball field and I took my cock out and said, "I want you to suck on my dick now." and she says, "No." and I was like, "Oh man, I can't believe you didn't take me seriously." so it was her jeep, so I got out and started walking home. And she ran after me crying, "Don't go! Don't go! I'll do it! Please!" and she threw her arms around me. And remember I'm a fellow BB'er so I just kept walking...she was a bit on the thin side anyways.
Finally I took pity on her and let her blow me right there in the dark parking lot, but it's enough to say it didn't last much longer after that.
Anyways, the next 10 years or so, in a nutshell, I was becoming more and more skilled at hooking chicks into mental slavery with a bit of cleverness and the mean routine. For instance, my family has a minor tie with several strip clubs...a professional connection. I'd go in sit at the bar, and pull out a long row of $2 scratch tickets. Bro's, $1 bills don't cut it. It's value is known and it's not much. But each scratch ticket spells a possible meal ticket out of that seedy joint so y'gonna get SOME strippers attention.
The only thing is, I never met one who wasn't so fucked up that I could bring myself to do anything with her. Truth is, most of them were, and are, the female version of what I was playing. They would all act nice on the surface but turn into serious, serious cunts once they thought they had a chance of liking you, and I wasn't out to compete or set a record, I just wanted chicks who would cave-in and submit to meanness.
(note: I did not have to be mean with Japanese exchange students, or new Brazilian immiagrants. They are all primed and ready to serve, man, its a fucking trip. You have to really let yourself risk being rejected to see that you won't be!)
So this fucking disease has grown. About 5-6 years ago, I'm cruising the net and finding absolutely willing 18 year olds (cheerleader, track captain, etc) who want to come over. Not immediately, but after some intense conversation and my being kinda rude to them at first. It actually fucking hurts to see that being fucking rude and mean works with hot bitches, but it helps to see that it works with hot bitches who have no other redeeming value than their ability to suck an orgasm out of me. It ends right there. I mean, I sometimes force a conversation with them just to keep them feeling sorta liked (you can't be an absolute total dickhead unless you want them around you full time). But notice how I write. I have to seriously cycle my language down to talk shop with one of these little ones.
So I got all the foreign chick and teenybopper fantasies out of the way.
Several weeks ago, I'm in a chat room and girl comes in with a name suggesting sweetness. The guys in the room all start in with the corny fucking statements and I'm trying to be different these days. I'm trying to tolerate this but then I can tolerate it no longer and I blurt out, "Listen you fucking losers. This chick needs to be treated rough and you're all fucking drooling on her. Isn't that right, bitch?" I thought she was going to ignore me and take off, but instead she replied, "You must know me."
That kicked off a phone conversation that's been going on 2 weeks now and it's a bit strange. She actually is self-aware in a good way. We've come to a mutual realization that she needs, at least, some playful abuse. We don't talk about it, I just do it. You know, all the silly shit, like she's asking, "Do you think I'm too skinny?" and I'm like, "Not if you don't mind fracturing an ass bone every time you sit down." Or, "So what did you do today?" and I'm like, "Looked for someone to replace you." and we both laugh. Or she's like, "I've been bad, huh?" and I'm like, "Yeah, but you made it worse that you had to ask. You know I'm going to have to punish you now, right?", and she's like, "Yeah, I know." When I first saw her on webcam, my first honest-to-god reply was, "What the fuck is that?!" "Who are you, guy? Let me see my girl!"
Now, I have to tell this part which is a wierd kind of self-reflection. At first, I was the typical nice guy. Some of you reading this now are playing that role. You will get stomped in most cases, unless you meet a really naive desperate girl who will stomp you later on when she is less naive--when she sees how other women enjoy being treated like whores. You have to remember that ITS NOT YOU. AND ITS NOT HER. But rather, it's something in all of us. Women are raised to be 'good girls' for the most part. But fucking like a horny wilderbeast feels really good and it's in all of them, except the most damaged, to do that. But they can't get there on the train the nice guy is driving. And that animal in them does not like being denied. It's no different than when a guy cheats on his girl, when the roles are reversed. The guy has a part of him that just has to keep fucking until it is satisfied that it has tried every ice cream flavor, not once, but twice.
I mean, how many of you guys really want to die knowing you never fucked an Asian pussy? Or never having had a 3-some where the chicks were literally hogwild? Maybe YOU, as a nice guy, or a slowing down guy, will say it doesn't really matter much, or any more, but a lot of you know that dreadful lust I'm talking about. You just want to fuck it all, and you'll throw insane amounts of money, time and energy into playing the part. And being CRUEL is just another scheme, but it costs a lot. Being an ASS is not all it's, ahem pardon the pun, CRACKed up to be.
Regretting it isn't the answer either, but I instead of weekend trips and snowmobiling, and cookouts, and little kids, and cool jobs w/promotions and all that stuff, my memory is filled with a lot of seedy situations and lots of cumsplashes on faces and lots of nameless faces who I hardly saw for more than one night, or one week. I can actually name a lot of them, but that's wierd. I have no more use for the information and its all in there. I dominated so many chicks, so much, so many times that I had to stop telling people about it because most guys found it hard to believe. When I first realized that, I realized most guys weren't getting that much at all. And I started to wonder why. It's because most men are really afraid to take their inner pitbull for a walk every day. They talk a mean game, they slap each others backs and laugh. But being a cruel asshole to get control of chicks leads to a very lonely life one where even your regular friends won't find much pleasure in hanging around with you and only the worst of the worst will....and you won't really want to hang around with them, but it's almost better than being alone.
So here's the bottom line I promised you:
NICE GUYS DON'T FINISH LAST. ASSHOLES DO. NICE GUYS DON'T EVEN GET TO FINISH.
Burn inside to learn, beyond feel-good talk, what it means to be Real. And you will attract a real woman who will only be attracted to a real man. And this ain't advice. This is more like a handbook, because I know I had to go through it all to learn this, and so will many of you....like it or not.
Hope this did ya some good.
B
ps. Chicks are one category where I'd buy foreign!
Fair warning to you bros with ADD, this is going to be long. There's more subtletities in this question than we like to admit.
I'm 34 now. When I was 16, I dated my first chica 'for real'. I bought her a gold necklace and flowers and felt like the man. I went to see her at her town in her hangout and she was always, always flirting with the guys. Funny though, she loved talking with me on the phone for hours and hours and we'd both wake up in the morning with the phone cords wrapped around our heads or hearing each other still sleeping.
She slept over one night and tried to fuck my friend. Not because she liked him but for some reason she just had to do shit she thought was bad. I learned much later on that it's the same for all people. There's generally one type of person they will perform doggie tricks for and there's like one PERSON they will blame for all of their troubles. If Dad is refusin to take the credit for her being fucked up, guess who gets it? Da boyfriend. The orgasm of that charade comes when she dumps you or gets caught cheating.
Now most of you are probably identifying with me here, but most of that was before the lesson was learned. After we broke up, she still wanted me. It was wierd, she would be like, "Call me sometime, would ya?" "Here's my beepah number, you never call me!". And frankly, I was fucking pissed. I actually did try to call her once but shortly after it was more of the same shit, like she just had to, like there was a demon possessing her and it only came out when she had someone eating from her asscrack.
Believe me, I will get to the bottom line of this, and it's good insight.
Naturally, I becamse a massive fucking asshole because the guys she would flirt with were massive fucking assholes. And like some of you bros are saying, it works. Oh man, it works. I started to think there was some guy out there in the world getting more ass than I was and I began racing with that imaginary guy and being an ass worked. But you can't just walk up to a girl and be an ass, especially if you weren't born to be one. For me it was an act. I was still that 'nice guy' underneath, just trying to protect myself by pretending to be an ass.
So I really abused this next girl. She would, per my request, get down on her hands and knees and blow me twice a day at least and fuck if I also wanted to. She lived for me. But I was still not over being nice and I kinda lived for her too but didn't want to show it. I once cooked her a meal and she was like, "Uh, uh, that's nice, I guess?" and I was like, oh man, fuck this. And I proceeded to spend the next year and a half fucking every hole this chick had and being possessive and basically cruel to her. I once said to her on the phone, in response to something stupid she said, "Listen, I want a girlfriend. If I wanted a pet, I'd have gotten a fish." and she was like, "Oh my god. Oh my god, I can't believe you just said that." and I was like, "What do you mean by believe? It's just a matter of accepting it or not because I said it."
She had no choice in her small way of pretending she was in control, but to break up with me. And I was like, "whatever." But several days later I got a knock on the door and this beautiful line, "[my name here], I don't give a fuck anymore. I'm just coming over here to fuck your brains out and go home." And I was like, "Well, come on in and get your revenge, girl." She was like truly fucking wild that nigth and I'd never seen her orgasm without being shy about it but that night she screamed in orgasm and I even stuck a finger up her ass. Then I said, "Did you feel me stick my finger up your ass?" and she was like, "Oh that. Yeah, I guess. I don't know, I was having too much fun."
Being an ass eventually will drive your women fucking crazy, possibly both ways but definitely mentally. You can't win being that way, you can only savor what appears to be a bittersweet victory. Looking behind you, you will see tons of wreckage in the form of failed relationships and angry, disillusioned people
The next chick followed me outside at a party and I was just trying to get away, sitting on the curb and she sat next to me and said and did all the right things. I didnt even have to pretend to be nice but I smiled a little bit...again, I couldn't help it because I was only pretending to be mean most of the time. She eventually became my obsessed girlfriend and when I say obsessed, I mean, I'd get home and the phone was already ringing--every day--and I would let it ring. One day I counted and it went up to 200 rings. I think she was the reason the phone company automatically hangs up after like 100 rings now. So one day I let it ring 200 times and I decide to pick up, and she says, "I KNEW YOU WERE THERE!" and I was like stupefied. Here was a girl literally BEGGING FOR ABUSE. She was showing the kind of committment that ain't a choice, but an obsession and this was like payback time for the problems with my first girlfriend.
I said, "Listen, I can't fuckin take this any more. It's over." and she sobbed and cried and like deep crying, like wailing, like a cow that loses a calf or something. And she's begging, "please, please, please don't. I'll do anything. I'll do anything!" Sproing! The magic words were uttered. I was like, "Anything?" and now that she had my attention she sorta regretted sayign it, you could hear that in her vioce the way she slowed down crying and got a little more careful with her speech. And she replied, "Yeah, yeah, ok, anything." regrettfully, of course.
I said, get this, "Alright, listen. You are giving me at least 2 blowjobs a day -whenever i say-, and if you dont immediately drop to your knees, you're going home and it's over." And I thought this would definitely put the last nail in the coffin, but man, she whimpered, sniff, sniff, "ok." And I could not fucking wait to test this out.
So the time came, right, we were parked in a dark lot next to a baseball field and I took my cock out and said, "I want you to suck on my dick now." and she says, "No." and I was like, "Oh man, I can't believe you didn't take me seriously." so it was her jeep, so I got out and started walking home. And she ran after me crying, "Don't go! Don't go! I'll do it! Please!" and she threw her arms around me. And remember I'm a fellow BB'er so I just kept walking...she was a bit on the thin side anyways.
Finally I took pity on her and let her blow me right there in the dark parking lot, but it's enough to say it didn't last much longer after that.
Anyways, the next 10 years or so, in a nutshell, I was becoming more and more skilled at hooking chicks into mental slavery with a bit of cleverness and the mean routine. For instance, my family has a minor tie with several strip clubs...a professional connection. I'd go in sit at the bar, and pull out a long row of $2 scratch tickets. Bro's, $1 bills don't cut it. It's value is known and it's not much. But each scratch ticket spells a possible meal ticket out of that seedy joint so y'gonna get SOME strippers attention.
The only thing is, I never met one who wasn't so fucked up that I could bring myself to do anything with her. Truth is, most of them were, and are, the female version of what I was playing. They would all act nice on the surface but turn into serious, serious cunts once they thought they had a chance of liking you, and I wasn't out to compete or set a record, I just wanted chicks who would cave-in and submit to meanness.
(note: I did not have to be mean with Japanese exchange students, or new Brazilian immiagrants. They are all primed and ready to serve, man, its a fucking trip. You have to really let yourself risk being rejected to see that you won't be!)
So this fucking disease has grown. About 5-6 years ago, I'm cruising the net and finding absolutely willing 18 year olds (cheerleader, track captain, etc) who want to come over. Not immediately, but after some intense conversation and my being kinda rude to them at first. It actually fucking hurts to see that being fucking rude and mean works with hot bitches, but it helps to see that it works with hot bitches who have no other redeeming value than their ability to suck an orgasm out of me. It ends right there. I mean, I sometimes force a conversation with them just to keep them feeling sorta liked (you can't be an absolute total dickhead unless you want them around you full time). But notice how I write. I have to seriously cycle my language down to talk shop with one of these little ones.
So I got all the foreign chick and teenybopper fantasies out of the way.
Several weeks ago, I'm in a chat room and girl comes in with a name suggesting sweetness. The guys in the room all start in with the corny fucking statements and I'm trying to be different these days. I'm trying to tolerate this but then I can tolerate it no longer and I blurt out, "Listen you fucking losers. This chick needs to be treated rough and you're all fucking drooling on her. Isn't that right, bitch?" I thought she was going to ignore me and take off, but instead she replied, "You must know me."
That kicked off a phone conversation that's been going on 2 weeks now and it's a bit strange. She actually is self-aware in a good way. We've come to a mutual realization that she needs, at least, some playful abuse. We don't talk about it, I just do it. You know, all the silly shit, like she's asking, "Do you think I'm too skinny?" and I'm like, "Not if you don't mind fracturing an ass bone every time you sit down." Or, "So what did you do today?" and I'm like, "Looked for someone to replace you." and we both laugh. Or she's like, "I've been bad, huh?" and I'm like, "Yeah, but you made it worse that you had to ask. You know I'm going to have to punish you now, right?", and she's like, "Yeah, I know." When I first saw her on webcam, my first honest-to-god reply was, "What the fuck is that?!" "Who are you, guy? Let me see my girl!"
Now, I have to tell this part which is a wierd kind of self-reflection. At first, I was the typical nice guy. Some of you reading this now are playing that role. You will get stomped in most cases, unless you meet a really naive desperate girl who will stomp you later on when she is less naive--when she sees how other women enjoy being treated like whores. You have to remember that ITS NOT YOU. AND ITS NOT HER. But rather, it's something in all of us. Women are raised to be 'good girls' for the most part. But fucking like a horny wilderbeast feels really good and it's in all of them, except the most damaged, to do that. But they can't get there on the train the nice guy is driving. And that animal in them does not like being denied. It's no different than when a guy cheats on his girl, when the roles are reversed. The guy has a part of him that just has to keep fucking until it is satisfied that it has tried every ice cream flavor, not once, but twice.
I mean, how many of you guys really want to die knowing you never fucked an Asian pussy? Or never having had a 3-some where the chicks were literally hogwild? Maybe YOU, as a nice guy, or a slowing down guy, will say it doesn't really matter much, or any more, but a lot of you know that dreadful lust I'm talking about. You just want to fuck it all, and you'll throw insane amounts of money, time and energy into playing the part. And being CRUEL is just another scheme, but it costs a lot. Being an ASS is not all it's, ahem pardon the pun, CRACKed up to be.
Regretting it isn't the answer either, but I instead of weekend trips and snowmobiling, and cookouts, and little kids, and cool jobs w/promotions and all that stuff, my memory is filled with a lot of seedy situations and lots of cumsplashes on faces and lots of nameless faces who I hardly saw for more than one night, or one week. I can actually name a lot of them, but that's wierd. I have no more use for the information and its all in there. I dominated so many chicks, so much, so many times that I had to stop telling people about it because most guys found it hard to believe. When I first realized that, I realized most guys weren't getting that much at all. And I started to wonder why. It's because most men are really afraid to take their inner pitbull for a walk every day. They talk a mean game, they slap each others backs and laugh. But being a cruel asshole to get control of chicks leads to a very lonely life one where even your regular friends won't find much pleasure in hanging around with you and only the worst of the worst will....and you won't really want to hang around with them, but it's almost better than being alone.
So here's the bottom line I promised you:
NICE GUYS DON'T FINISH LAST. ASSHOLES DO. NICE GUYS DON'T EVEN GET TO FINISH.
Burn inside to learn, beyond feel-good talk, what it means to be Real. And you will attract a real woman who will only be attracted to a real man. And this ain't advice. This is more like a handbook, because I know I had to go through it all to learn this, and so will many of you....like it or not.
Hope this did ya some good.
B
ps. Chicks are one category where I'd buy foreign!
BreezeKeeper
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Funny Stuff Wiseguy
Hey, Dink233, dontcha wish you knew how to open up a dialogue?
I'm surprised you didn't even have it in you to thank me for the entertainment value. I'm certain you're going to be a hit with the hot bitches.
In any case, the skill was developed long before then. Chat rooms became convenient because I had already clubbed myself out and it's really cheap, $9.95/month. How much do you spend wrangling up the 'tang? Let me guess, nothing. As god's gift to women, it just flows to you, right? lol
Chat kills two birds with one stone....can do web research and check emails, etc. And then go online and hook up. I think you're just jealous. Nah, I know you're jealous.
Thanks for the fun,
B
PinK233 said:Breeze...You are quite the man aren't you...
Glad you perfected your skills in picking up women in chat rooms...
Hey, Dink233, dontcha wish you knew how to open up a dialogue?
I'm surprised you didn't even have it in you to thank me for the entertainment value. I'm certain you're going to be a hit with the hot bitches.
In any case, the skill was developed long before then. Chat rooms became convenient because I had already clubbed myself out and it's really cheap, $9.95/month. How much do you spend wrangling up the 'tang? Let me guess, nothing. As god's gift to women, it just flows to you, right? lol
Chat kills two birds with one stone....can do web research and check emails, etc. And then go online and hook up. I think you're just jealous. Nah, I know you're jealous.
Thanks for the fun,
B
naturally anabolic
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uhh pink is a girl, why would she be looking for tang?? pink is there something im missing?
H
HighIntensity
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after reading that post i can see your a real man breeze, ill be sure to look you up if im ever in Boston
ill teach you what it is to have some class
ill teach you what it is to have some class
I posted this a couple of days ago.
It answers why nice guys almost never get/keep the girl
http://boards.elitefitness.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=109971
It answers why nice guys almost never get/keep the girl
http://boards.elitefitness.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=109971
First time I ever posted to this board, but i had to throw in my 2 cents. Nice guys do finish last. Hate to say it because i'm a nice guy, but it's true.
There's been a few women in my life who I would have done ANYTHING for. I would take them out, compliment them, listen to all their &^%$ problems and guess what? They eventually became friends or just not interested.
Now the women I occasionally blew off, they keep on coming back.
Women like challenges and for some odd reason, misconstrue kindness and always being there for being a pushover. I'm sure most women will say i don't know what i'm talking about, but that's been my experience.
I'm not saying you should be an ^%$ to women. Just do yourself a favor and be aloof and NOT always be there for them.
There's been a few women in my life who I would have done ANYTHING for. I would take them out, compliment them, listen to all their &^%$ problems and guess what? They eventually became friends or just not interested.
Now the women I occasionally blew off, they keep on coming back.
Women like challenges and for some odd reason, misconstrue kindness and always being there for being a pushover. I'm sure most women will say i don't know what i'm talking about, but that's been my experience.
I'm not saying you should be an ^%$ to women. Just do yourself a favor and be aloof and NOT always be there for them.
