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Tuesday, October 14, 2025
Monday, October 13, 2025
The Young Samson Brothers I Love
Firstly, let me define young because I'm not necessarily referring to physical age.
I'm referring to reared completely (adolescence onward) within an Internet saturated society (w/ little to no digital guardrails therein). And, of course, if they're Samson brothers, that means they're men who have very healthy libidos.
I've closely befriended two as of late. One is white, had an upper-class upbringing and struggles with some mental health history. The other is Hispanic, had a lower-class upbringing. The former is clean cut and saintly. If you didn't know any better, you'd swear he was Mormon. The latter is very chatty and suave. Confident and leaderly. Respectful of his heritage yet disparaging of its cultural "trappings".
Both cherish(ed) their virginity enough to save themselves for their respective marriage beds.
Both have successful careers, are physically healthy and committed in their Christian faith (both are Catholic).
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What pains me regarding these two is how practically impossible it is for them to imagine their life sans utilizing the Internet to access salacious material.
Here's a snippet from the Mormon-like Samson brother (written / shared during the latter half of this past weekend) writing in his journal regarding the explicit content he binged upon for +/-1 hour Saturday, (10/11) evening:
"...both involved one male and one female engaging in intercourse I would describe as aggressive and hardcore. The acts depicted included oral sex, kissing, touching, vaginal sex from various positions, and even anal sex. The third video, which I spent shorter time on due to the fact that while watching it is when I reached orgasm, involved one male and two females, with the male receiving oral sex from both females. This third video was different from the others in that its presentation was more “home made.” The performers were conversing beforehand, and it felt more realistic, whereas the other videos were more professionally produced (i.e. steady camera, music in the beginning, and not as much dialogue or parts of the video other than sexual activity. One thing that I believe has changed (for the worse part) over the course of my use of porn is that depictions of male aggression (“taking charge” if you will)..."
The incredibly intelligent, articulate, handsome young man who penned this was infected long ago with the private gift / curse of readily accessible digital porn. Accessible to children easily / smartly / sveltely. Click, type, type, click. Wet pussy. Olympic-grade coitus. Lights, camera, fuck.
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No need to darken the door of a bookstore / meander back to the periodicals in hopes of not being spotted, or similarly (but far more pay dirt) would be the adult bookstore vanquish with its back room lit by spray-painted incandescent A-lamps hanging from bare electrical cords.
Weren't things just so much better back then?
In a way, yes.
For these two young men would likely have never found their eyeballs scorched by thousands, if not hundreds of thousands of pornographic photos / videos prior to either of them graduating high school.
Do you realize how fucked up I'd be had I had access to the Internet as a boy / teen?
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One of my first "Silees" was a young man similar to these two. He was a local dude (in-person Samson group) who's still faithful to the in-person Samson meeting paradigm - after ALL THESE YEARS. Years and years of recovery have transpired since I had the privilege to first meet Blake. And, as such, seeing his slow-mo recovery gives me hope for these two virtual Samson brothers.
Is it harder for them due to the inability to even imagine a world sans the Internet? Of course, it is.
For us middle-agers, imagine having to give up the microwave oven, or at least, only using it to actually cook food versus warming it up. Talk about feeling setback in spite of our peers unrequited defrosting, popcorn popping and days-old pizza zapping.
Sunday, October 12, 2025
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Friday, October 10, 2025
Wednesday, October 8, 2025
Jolene Broome
I re-read (& re-pinned a fresher YouTube video within) this very popular JMSS post: Jackson Mississippi Samson Society: How Lockdowns Combined With The Internet Made You So Sex(uality) Crazed, & Perhaps For The Better. Be Wary of Secondhand Internet from February 2022.
Since the re-pinned video wasn't the original one, I took the time to screen its more recently created (Christian softball) replacement. And it got me to thinking.
What if Joshua Broome had been a Jolene Broome? Would her story replicate despite the gender change?
Let's be more specific.
Jolene, being as bright and "girl next door" physically attractive as her "fraternal twin", Josh, would have had the exact experience - from start to finish - related to become one of the most prolific / well compensated porn stars prior to returning home to her mother - +/-5 years later - in the Carolinas / quietly morphing into a respected personal trainer / being lassoed in by the gospel of Jesus Christ / getting married to a virgin, Christian man (who's NEVER consumed porn) and then becoming the next Kay Arthur / Beth Moore.
Absolutely not would her story replicate Josh's.
There'd be no chance she'd be seen as anything other than refuse / a liability, no matter her spiritual testimony. I suppose certain folks might pity her and her story, but no one would buy into her being "sucked" unassumingly into the porn industry as Josh so doey-eyed, unassumingly capitulates.
For women can most certainly model their sensuality (Victoria's Secret), but they absolutely cannot participate in the creation of pornography sans being labeled a slut - for life.
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Therefore, let's turn our attention back to Josh, porn star turned preacher / Ward Cleaver - father of four boys whose past has never truly seemed to catch up with / stuck to him.
The elephant in the room, of course, is the digital archive. Thousands upon thousands of hours of straight and gay porn that'll be archived forever online. Titillating, influencing, explicitly narrating extremely intimate sex acts performed by none other than he himself. Over and over and over again with hundreds, if not thousands of strangers. And all of this is simply one click of the mouse away...
How do you reconcile that in relation to your children / grandchildren having access therein to this part of your past? And the bigger question is the following: When Josh's family (church / bio) begins to inquire (demand?) an explanation pertaining to him truly explaining his past life, what's he going to say? In particular, the sheer quantity of sex partners, thousands of hours of smut highlighting his ability to fuck consenting adults animalistically whilst being filmed / photographed.
But, considering his present pastoral role, how would you, as his parishioner, reconcile that within your own mind? For I believe much of it, for him personally, comes down to his pseudonym / porn star moniker that he chose to uphold throughout that season of his life. It must serve as a dividing line of sorts. Plus, we're all familiar with the theatrics behind the notion of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde - two separate personas neither of which can exist simultaneously. Perhaps his parishioners would take the same approach.
Here's a thought.
I suppose, if his porn career archive only existed within the analog, perhaps there could be some reconciliation therein, but of course, that's most certainly not the case. Most everything, particularly within the porn space has been digitized. And, there's no doubt, his onscreen "work" continues to gain traction in light of his newfound vocation / willingness to narrate his story.
The bigger question though is to what degree and exactly why his charmingly good looks and seemingly unashamed approach captivate audiences. If you've screened ex-female porn stars' testimonies (converted to Christianity or otherwise), particularly those who were as entrenched as Josh was within the industry, the primary differentiator comes down to trauma. Deep seated trauma.
Most female porn stars are victims, from their childhoods onward, of sexual abuse / trafficking. This sets them up perfectly for the roles they'll play within porn, and even well into their retirement from the industry itself due to the inevitable lifelong shunning / ostracization that'll be handed to them - on a silver platter.
To look at this clinically, Jolene would be, no doubt, easily recognized as traumatized so long as she's mentally / emotionally sound.
Now then, here's the fact that no one's discussing here.
Josh exacted / inflicted that trauma as the Alpha male. The stud. The stallion. This no doubt eventually resulted in amassing a tremendous amount of shame for this young man, but that could never be compared to being traumatized via sexual assault / coercion under the hot lights of the porn industry.
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Poor Jolene. Poor, poor Jolene. No wonder so many women with her story simply choose to become lesbians after the fact.
It's no doubt a man's world. The story of Josh Broome proves it.
Thursday, October 2, 2025
A Beautiful (Relatively Young) Man's Life Completely Derailed. (Shame Management)
Today I had the privilege of lunching with one of the most physically beautiful men I've yet (so far within these 53 years) to have the privilege to befriend. And, I'm pleased to say as well that his persona came / comes across as quite likable in kind.
When I was in high school, I found myself transfixed by one particular fellow classmate (male). He was no doubt the most athletic / athletically built young man within our +/-45-member troupe. Whenever Tom would be within "visual range", I would have to - very intentionally - stop gazing in his general direction. For everything about this young man simply looked distinctly ideal in regard to Rob's ultimate fantasy man.
What was ironic regarding these consistently roulette wheel run-ins (our private high school was NOT large) was this very Adonis ended up seated directly across from me within my first college class.
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Physical beauty can spell trouble for individuals who're prone to exploit the inevitable attention (feed their egos) for their own gain / pleasure. My former classmate, Tom, may have experienced this (he & I, by no means, stayed in touch), but regarding my new friend from lunch today, there's absolutely no doubt. And he very humbly admitted to this.
According to my new friend, playing college football brought opportunities to party alongside. And with partying (at age 20) came boozing. Boozing that tapped into a genetic predisposition (lengthy ancestral line) to become addicted. And that addiction almost completely destroyed him and his future. I knew just enough of this prior to our lunch to be intrigued (which served as a catalyst for organizing our juncture), but I had no idea of the severity therein. Ultimately, in tandem with him hitting rock bottom, had it not been for the kindness of an aunt, he'd be dead.
Listen to me when I tell you this, dear reader. If you saw this beautiful man on the street, you'd NEVER SUSPECT him having lived out this wreckage of a life. Never. And speaking of the word never...
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I've never had an experience like this. Sitting there with this incredibly hot guy and hearing the highlights of his derailment tale absolutely shook me to the core. And let me be blunt, this derailment altered - for the worse - the course of his life forever. Opportunity(ies) torched. A future life lived on Easy Street torpedoed.
It's been six years since my new friend has drunk alcohol. Today, he's married with numerous stepchildren, meekly providing financial support via a below average pay managerial position at a local nonprofit.
I wept for my - only half-smiled once during our lunch - new friend as I made my way back to my office. And, man oh man, what a gorgeous smile he has.
In closing, he shared with me how he and his fam were slated to head out tomorrow, (10/3) for a fall break vaca. Their destination? A very isolated, modest beachfront property owned by a hospitable family member.
I couldn't help but wonder if said location wasn't - at least to some degree - selected out of shame management.
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This world of woe is so very difficult to reckon with, taking stories like his into consideration. Please pray for me going forward as I rub shoulders with my new friend. I feel so privileged to know him now as I didn't know him before despite the time it will take for me to process his story. Here's the lesson: Over the top physical / sexual attractiveness can no doubt be exploited by our Enemy. Particularly in a world that celebrates / elevates these to the degree that we do. Satan's end goal will always be to kill, steal & destroy using first & foremost the status quo against us coupled with our naivety regarding our own vulnerability.
We are all sheep. Some of us far more attractive sheep than the rest, but there's no changing the fact that we're still dumbass sheep. Never forget how vulnerable therein you truly are.
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