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The Web of Life

 tags: Here's What It Looks Like, Humor, Music Lovers

Choosing a password is like making love to a beautiful man: the more characters the better, don't just do it by the numbers, shift at least once, don't use pet names, and whatever you do, make it unutterably messy yet unforgettable. (Ironically, passwords offer protection against Trojans.)


The hottest band out there, Story of the Running Wolf, never ceases to tantalize:


"The web of life is a perfectly finished work of art right where I am sitting now."
—Robert Anton Wilson, author of Sex, Drugs & Magick: A Journey Beyond Limits

Can You Guess the Top Man?

 tags: Interactive

Body language can't always be trusted -- or can it?  Consider the photo below.  Can you tell who is the top man and who is the bottom?  Click on the pic to reveal the answer.

Most of the Sex Going On Out There Tonight ...

 tags: Here's What It Looks Like, Ways to Jack Off

Most of the sex going on out there tonight is completely unwatchable.

Screw You, Man, It's True

 tags: ReM/Mixed Erotica, Stories

ReM/Mixed Erotica: Inn Fucking Credible
Authorized reM/Mix by Confidant of "Inn Fucking Credible” by Jeremy Edwards.
© 2008-2013 Jeremy Edwards. All rights reserved.

"Whoa, dude, I fucked Marty this weekend.”

"I don’t believe it.”

"I did, man. He was at Jake’s barbecue, see, and I asked him if he wanted to hit the lake with me.”


"So we rented a boat, dude. Then I took him to dinner at this little hotel. It got late, and he, like, suggested we stay over.”

"Oh, he suggested it. Nice touch.”

"I’m tellin’ you, dude.”

"You are such a goddam liar.”

"Once we got upstairs, he was pretty, y’know, passionate. He wanted my cock in his mouth before we did anything else.”


"And then I ate him out. You know how I love to eat ass.”

"Why would I know that?”

"He was really tasty. And, man, he got loud. He was screaming for me to fuck him, after a while.”

"You sure he wasn’t talking about something else?”

"Of course I’m fucking sure, asshole. Anyway, he really knew how to move. I hardly had to do anything.”

"Why would you have to do anything, when you made the whole thing up?”

"Screw you, man, it’s true. Then he did this incredible massage thing on me, to make me get it up again so I could go for sloppy seconds. He really wanted me to fuck him again before we hit the sack. He wanted to get buttfucked, dude.”

"So you said.”

"Why the fuck don’t you believe me?”

"Because I’m Marty. And I think your autodialer is messed up.”

Spend Eight Bucks on Flowers, Then Ask for a Blowy

 tags: Here's What It Looks Like, Humor, Michael Ian Black, Oral Sex, Romance

Guys, we should treat every day like it's Valentine's Day (spend eight bucks on flowers, then ask for a blowy).
—the romantic Michael Ian Black