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Pineapple may be a tropical fruit, but don't think it can resist spoiling without proper refrigeration, particularly after it has been cut. While refrigerated pineapple is expected to last for a few days when properly stored in the refrigerator, you should rely on your senses to determine if pineapple is still good to eat by closely examining its appearance, scent and taste before serving or consuming.
Purchasing Pineapple
A pineapple's shelf life is dependent upon when it was picked. Pineapples do not continue to ripen once harvested, so select the freshest-looking fruit to ensure a longer shelf life. When purchasing whole pineapple, look for one that is golden brown in appearance, feels heavy for its size and gives off a pleasantly sweet scent. Alternatively, pass on pineapples that are bruised, have a soft, soggy bottom, have withered, brown leaves or appear dry.
To Refrigerat or Not To Refrigerate: Whole Pineapple
Whole, uncut pineapple is best stored at room temperature, where it will last for 2 to 3 days. Before using pineapple that has been sitting out for 3 days, examine it carefully for signs of spoilage. If the bottom of the pineapple has become soft and soggy or it's giving off a pungent sour smell or a scent like alcohol, it should be discarded. Whole pineapple that has been sitting at room temperature for 3 days (that shows no signs of spoilage) can be stored in the refrigerator to increase the shelf life by 1 to 2 days. Wrap the pineapple tightly in a plastic bag and store it in the crisper section of your refrigerator..
Cooling the Cut Pineapple
Cut pineapple should be stored in a tightly sealed container in the refrigerator where it will last for 3 to 4 days. If you purchased pre-cut pineapple, abide by the prepared date to determine its shelf life. If the flesh of the fruit has turned a darker gold color, is giving off a chemical smell, or has an off-taste that is sour and vinegary, it should be discarded.
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In the Kongsberg-Bamble series of south Norway leucocratic albitites are associated with amphibolites. The plagioclase of the albitites is An 2 -An 13 , that of the amphibolites is commonly An 28 -An 40 . The metamorphic facies is upper almandine amphibolite and the inferred P.T. conditions are about 700 degrees C. and 7,000 to 8,000 bars. Recent experimental work indicates that at these temperatures and pressures amphibolites will begin to melt and the first liquid will be of albitic composition. It is suggested that the albitites owe their origin to the partial fusion of their enclosing amphibolites.


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National Weather Service Meteorologist Jared Allen said rainfall measuring up to 12 inches in parts of Maverick County overnight led to flooding near Eagle Pass overnight. Several other towns to the west of San Antonio recorded between 8 and 10 inches of rainfall as well.
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Here is a pic of my painting *Majinka - Goddess of the Rose and Gardens*. I am studying Holistic Art and recently completed a Holistic Councilling diploma which has introduced me to all kinds of spiritually based art. I am loving the exploring, experimenting and discovery of how I can express my feelings, desires and nature through art, collage and mixed media. Majinka is an acrylic on canvas but I plan to reduce her to a 6"X 8"card as part of a collage for my Soul Deck. Will post the result here. Smiles, love and light Jan
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My jewels
Emerald (Emmy for short on left) and Ruby - my beautiful girls. Three months old at time(now 4 1/2), they are Springer spaniel/cocker spaniel cross. They have THE most gorgeous green eyes and are just a joy. Did you know Springer spaniels are called that BECAUSE they spring??? I didn't! lol
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Welcome to my blog, a long time comng, but I made it! Being such a creative person with such diverse interests, I confuse myself at times. Currently I paint, design and teach art, am making art dolls, just discovered Zen doodles and am studying for a diploma in Holistic councilling and art therapy. My beautiful 28 yo daughter just got engaged so am also designing the invitations for her and playing mother to my two 4 1/2 month old cocker spaniel/springer spaniel cross puppies. Busy, you might say? LOL, well yes, but I like being busy......and now I have somewhere to share all my interests, so keep coming back! In the meantime, enjoy my first Zen doodle which I have named "Musical Musïngs" (click for larger image and right click to save for your personal use) or visit my website http://www.janfoxdesigns.com/
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It's a big week in online events for prospective college students. CollegeWeekLive is holding its virtual college fair for international students. Plus, our weekly searching found some grad school webinars from Kaplan.
As always, if you attend any of these events, report back and let us know what you learned! (Use the comments, the Facebook page or just email me – firstname.lastname@example.com). And please share any online events you've found that we haven't.
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Correction: This post previously listed a Hobsons fair for Aug. 25. That turned out to be incorrect. I apologize for the error. The Hobsons fair for Middle East and Africa is listed for Sept. 22 at hobsonsevents.com/.


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Peery Hotel Salt Lake City, Centrally located in Salt Lake City's city theatre district, this beautiful boutique hotel features 2 restaurants on site. Spacious rooms include white linens, wood furniture and an iPod dock. Peery Hotel rooms provide free Wi-Fi and cable TV. The large bathrooms offer deluxe amenities and pedestal sinks. Virdene's and Macaroni Grill Restaurant serve guests on site daily. Guests can relax in the spacious lobby featuring a fireplace, comfortable seating areas and a chandelier. Free Starbucks coffee is served in the lobby along with a selection of teas. The well equipped fitness centre is open 24-hours. This historic Hotel Peery also provides a business center. The EnergySolutions Arena is a 16-minute walk away. Historic Temple Square is a 15-minute walk from the hotel. (Peery Hotel Salt Lake City hotels booking).


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Welcome to the new duplex condominiums at Gateway Preserve. This is a 73- acre development encompassing established trails bordering on conservation land. Custom designed plus quality constructed units offer carefree living within minutes to Spofford Lake and Keene. Contemporary styling, open concept living w/vaulted and tray ceilings, crown moldings, state of the art kitchens and baths w/ granite tops, hardwood floors, plus gas fireplace. 1st floor living at its best. Additional loft area for office or storage, 2 car garage, lots of natural light. Two hours to Boston and four hrs to NYC. Ideally located.
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I charge by the slice, it is easier that way I think pretty much cut and dry. I start at $4.00 per slice and add onto that. Fondant cake would be $4.25 for example. If there were fondant flowers, figures of any kind I charge from $20-$80 depending on how many figures and flowers. Your cakes are beautiful and they are worth more than $45.00!! I If your anything like me I start obsessing about my design as soon as someone asks for a cake!
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I found this recipe in the Kitchen section of Blueprint Magazine. I have used it over and over (original spices) and love it! Make sure you grill the unseasoned side of the meat first as the sugar can char quite easily!
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Ingredients Nutrition
- 1⁄3 cup coarse salt
- 1⁄4 cup packed light-brown sugar
- 1⁄4 cup paprika
- 2 tablespoons ground black pepper
- 2 tablespoons dried oregano
- 2 tablespoons dried thyme leaves
- 1 tablespoon cayenne pepper (optional)
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- In a small bowl, combine all the ingredients, using your hands to break up the sugar. Store in an airtight container, away from light and heat, up to 6 months.
- Makes up to 1 1/4 cups (enough to season 5-10 pounds of meat, poultry, or seafood!).
- Southwestern rub:replace some of the paprika with cumin, coriander, and chili powder.
- Indian Rub:Replace the oregano and thyme with tumeric, curry powder, ground ginger and cardamom.
- Mediterranean Rub:Replace some or all of the oregano and or thyme with dried tarragon, marjoram, rosemary, dill or basil. Omit the cayenne pepper.


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New owners, Jim and Pat, have just upgraded the decor of this delightful condo. The previous owners had completely renovated our living area and kitchen in the fall of 2010 to modern standards. Our 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom condo is within the Camino Real Zaashila Resort with full access to all hotel amenities. We have an ocean view and sunset view from our private plunge pool (14 X 18 feet), just off our living room. Patio doors fold completely into the walls so the living room extends onto our patio and pool area - beautiful any time of day!!!
The Camino Real is situated on its own secluded beach in Tangolunda Bay. There are 3 restaurants, 2 bars, an enormous freeform pool, beach palapas, beach bar service, jet ski/kayak/sailing rentals onsite, Spa services beachside, travel concierge onsite, 24 hour room service....Everything you need in one location. Check in like a hotel guest, but with all the amenities of a home.
Our condo has a full kitchen complete with fridge/freezer, range, oven, microwave, wine fridge, and all the appliances and essentials for ease of cooking. The master bedroom is extremely large with full ensuite and private lanai with hammock for siesta time. The second bedroom has a new queen bed complete with flat screen TV/DVD combo and armoire. Our living room is complete with large flat screen TV, blue-ray DVD player, and DVD library.
Come and enjoy our little piece of paradise!
Jim and Pat are retired Canadians living in British Columbia. After searching for 'snowbird' properties in the Huatulco area, they fell in love with this condo and bought it. They have now spent their second winter enjoying their lovely private space within the beautiful Camino Real Zaashila beach resort. Pat and Jim are happy to share their piece of paradise when they cannot be there themselves.
Jim Howard purchased this condo in 2012
This condo stood out from the other properties Jim and Pat reviewed because of its convenient location near the two Huatulco towns of Santa Cruz and La Crucecita while being far enough away from the hustle and bustle to enjoy peace and quiet at home and within the beautiful resort property. Access to the resort's private beach and pools as well as the hotel amenities like daily maid service, room service, restaurants and bars, was a big attraction.
The Camino Real Zaashila resort is a special place with its Mediterranean architecture, lush grounds, and beautiful setting on its own beach on Tangolunda Bay. The condo nests delightfully within this distinctive environment. The condo itself is spacious and attractive with partial sea views. The private plunge pool is a special feature, big enough to frolic in while cooling off. The nested sliding doors create a wide opening between the living room and the patio/pool, merging indoor and outdoor living.
The place was very comfortable and spacious. Huatulco is a great place to vacation with the whole family.
Just returned from a 2 week vacation at this condo located at the Camino Real Zaashila Resort in Huatulco Mexico. The condo is very well maintained and has all the amenities you need for a very relaxing stay. The kitchen is fully equipped and provided us with options to shop in nearby town (La Crucecita) and prepare our meals or take advantage of the many excellent restaurants in nearby or in town. The living room area, bedrooms and baths are well appointed and comfortable. The housekeeping and plunge pool service staff are top notch and are incredibly friendly and accommodating.
With the temperatures in the hovering in the low 30 degree celsius, the condo air conditioning worked extremely well in maintaining a very comfortable temperature throughout the day and evening. But the addition of the plunge pool directly on the patio was the best part. A refreshing dip was had throughout the day and relaxing around the pool during the evening was a very nice touch; and with the condo facing west, provided many stunning sunsets.
We had full access to the hotel's pool and beach area including towel service and had no problem finding shaded palapas at any time.
Due to the condo's location, there is a steep climb to access and maybe challenging to some with mobility issues. There is bell boy service available that can provide rides on the property golf carts.
Overall the vacation was great and a big thank you to Jim and Pat for the opportunity to stay at your beautiful condo and look forward to future stays.
Huatulco continues to be one of our favorite destinations. Our time there this year did not disappoint. The two of us stayed in Jim and Pat's condo for 12 days. The condo is in very nice condition; nicely updated compared to some other units in this unique Camino Real hotel/condo complex. Pat's decorating is also lovely. The colors are bright and fresh; she has used iocal artwork, bedding and linens. We loved sitting outdoors on the comfortable patio by the private large plunge pool at breakfast and in the evening,
The kitchen is well equipped and we enjoyed cooking most of our meals there. The bedrooms and bathrooms are spacious. JIm and Pat have thoughtfully provided everything that you need including a nice selection of books, movies and games.
The condo offers a challenging hike to the top of the resort which is built on a steep hillside but the view from the top is definitely worth it. Of course, there is always a golf cart with a friendly staff to drive you up and down if you decide you are not up to the climb! And, the staff at the Camino are so friendly, kind and helpful. We loved our stay and can't wait to return. Thank you Jim and Pat.
Great condo, great location and a wonderful staff.
My family and I stayed at Jim's condo for 2 weeks and enjoyed every minute of our vacation.
The condo comes well equipped with everything one would need to cook a variety of meals.
The splash pool on the balcony is amazing. My 2 year old son loved the splash pool and the main pool by the ocean. The Camino Real is well looked after and shade is easy to find at all hours of the day. The staff is amazing. Absolutely no complaints. We will be back again.
Thank you Jim for everything.
Great condo at a great resort. By far the most friendly staff in all of Mexico. Will return again next year.
My husband and I visited Huatulco for the first time and we thoroughly enjoyed our stay! We are frequent travellers of many destinations. When I sent an email to Jim he responded immediately, there was no wait time. And price point was perfect for a pre-Christmas vacation. We wanted to fully relax and it was easy to do.
There are lots of activities in the area if you want some action. We took a jet ski out for one morning and it was a blast. They gave us snorkel gear and a map and off we went to check out the bays that were only accessible with water crafts. We didn't snorkel, but during the ride we saw turtles, sting rays and even had a dolphin swim around us. What a time we had!
The condo was fully complete with everything you need and then some. We had coffee every morning on the patio and enjoyed the plunge pool every afternoon after the hot sunny days. I can't say enough about the staff at this resort. Housekeeping was there everyday and there was nothing they didn't miss along with the pool boy. He took great pride in the pool and always had a giant smile! We speak hardly any Spanish and we had excellent interaction with all the staff. Between the charades and broken Spanish we always made the conversation fun.
In regards to the restaurants and wait staff, everything was over the top. They were so helpful and you can tell the enjoyed their jobs. Every meal we ate there was excellent. As for walking around the resort it was quite the trek up to the condo everyday, as the hills are pretty steep. However that didn't stop us from enjoying the walk. The staff will accommodate you if you need help or a ride up.
We took a taxi from the condo to visit La Crucecita (sp) and it was so easy. We just walked a short distance to the taxi stand and they had us on our way. The ride to the town was very short and they take you directly to the main tourist area. The drivers are familiar with all the places that you request and there is always a taxi no matter where you are to get you back to the condo. We never once felt uncomfortable anywhere. Jim offers plenty of recommendations to restaurants and grocery stores.
I certainly look forward to returning here. I guarantee I will be in touch with Jim to make that happen as he took great care of us any time we needed him.
Thank you Jim and Pat for letting us enjoy your piece of paradise!!
Condo is part of a beautiful beachfront hotel property (Camino Real Zaashila) with some services available nearby with easy taxi access to the two towns La Crucecita and Santa Cruz.
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If you want financial success, the fastest way to get there is to become just a little bit famous.
I'm not talking about being "Tom Cruise" or "Jennifer Aniston" or "Lady Gaga" famous. If you're out to become that famous… I'm not the guy who can show you how to do that.
You don't have to be anywhere near that famous. I mean being a "famous person that nobody's heard of." Niche 'n Famous. You becoming a celebrity in your own teeny tiny corner of the world… the corner that gives you money.
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- First-name basis with the key industry leaders, writers and trade organizations
- Monthly back-page column in an industry magazine
- Lunch & dinner invites at every trade show
- Interviewed industry leaders for a client's quarterly newsletter
- Started a trade association
- Signed a book deal
- The same day I quit my job I had 2 offers of job interviews by 5pm – and I hadn't even told anyone I was gone yet!
- Left my job and started Perry S. Marshall & Associates – replaced my income in 19 days
- Landed a client who paid me a total of $250,000 in consulting fees
Two thirds of this happened while I was still "working for The Man." I was 'just a sales manager' at my job. I wasn't a VP or VIP or president or CEO or anything like that. Just a guy who had to sell for a living and meet monthly quotas.
The Man benefited from all this too, trust me. We used low cost advertising, publicity and savvy PR strategies to grow that business 20X in four years. All that publicity sure didn't hurt him when it was time for him to sell his company for $18 million.
When you're the widely-recognized niche celebrity, everybody wants to buy from you. Not only that, you're surrounded by fans when you get there. In some businesses, yes, that can mean autographs, book signings and cell phone photos with you.
If you have the desire and inclination, you may even have the choice of becoming a bona fide rock star in your business. Every now and then someone will invite you to Spago's in LA in a stretch limousine, complete with sixteen dollar martinis and caviar. Not every day – not necessarily even every year – but it can and does happen on occasion.
THE NICE PART IS: Most of the time, you get to be just a regular guy or gal. No paparazzi in your front yard. Nobody accosts you when you go to the grocery store or hair salon. Your neighbors have no clue! They just wonder why you seem to be hanging around the house all day in your sweats, drinking iced tea with your laptop on the patio.
It's sweet. You can be an ordinary guy most days of the year and only be famous when you wanna be.
I've activated the Niche Celebrity Formula for myself not once but twice. The first time was my trial run. I became an expert in a teeny-tiny niche called "industrial networking." Yep, the same industry I'd been a loser in 2 years earlier. My life as a sales person really did turn around in a most gratifying way.
I would never go back to doing things the old way. Ever.
Now I have to admit, the word 'celebrity' is a bit of an exaggeration. It's not like anybody was dreaming of meeting me someday. Nevertheless even as an industrial equipment salesman, I would occasionally get tongue-in-cheek calls from my friends in the business who'd say, "Is this the world-famous Perry????" Because they'd seen me in yet another magazine. Always got a chuckle out of that.
Then… 2 years later, I did it again. Within a year became the most quoted authority on Google AdWords. You know that's a far bigger deal than the industrial networking gig ever was.
Not only have I done this twice but I have helped dozens of people just like you do it in their own niches, as you can see running down the right side. All of these individuals command significantly higher fees than others in their industry, many in the $200 to $500/hour range; some more.
If you want a high six-figure to low seven-figure income… this sure ain't a bad way to do it.
Business Consulting in A Niche Industry.
Give Birth to Success Stories.
Well over a decade ago, Jeff Paul and Dan Kennedy ("JP" and "DK") pioneered a formula for building your own personal multi-million dollar information publishing micro-empire. It is known to direct marketing insiders as the "JPDK model." It has not only given birth to hundreds of millionaire info-preneurs, it has transformed hundreds of industries.
If you've ever heard of people like Joe Polish (carpet cleaning genius), Craig Proctor (real estate coach and #1 ReMax agent) or Jeff Paul (now known for his TV infomercial but for years was a financial planning guru), all these guys earned millions using the JPDK model.
In turn, they taught literally over 100,000 businesses to discard stupid, Madison Avenue, shot-in-the-dark marketing and advertising in favor of results-accountable, measurable, rock solid customer acquisition. The JPDK now influences billions of dollars of commerce worldwide and has given birth to untold numbers of prevailing enterprises. Not just big professions like dentistry but small ones like home inspectors.
The JPDK model works like this:
I'll never forget one day at a seminar in Phoenix, I suddenly 'got' it: The path was: (1) make your current sales job a smash success, and (2) sell that success story to your colleagues after you've achieved it.
"Live the success story you will someday tell."
Suddenly the dramas, the stupidity spasms and the near fatal crashes in my job and biz… and the smart moves, the wins and the great ideas… the psychotic boss who wanted to slice my fingers off… all these things were no longer random elements on some senseless meandering path. They became the foundation of the consulting business I would someday own.
This entirely changed the way I saw my future. I began to alter my present reality because I started to view it from the standpoint of: "Someday when I'm telling this crazy story on a stage somewhere, this is going to be really funny."
I hope you can appreciate how much mental baggage I shed during that time. Remember, back then I'd spent 5-6 years getting absolutely nowhere as a salesman and entrepreneur. I'd drank multiple pitchers of pink koolaid and I was untangling myriads of lies. I was emotionally recovering from a choking string of failures. I was deep in debt. I severely doubted myself and was now just beginning to get traction at my new job.
But step by step, I untangled myself from those failures and changed the way I saw myself.
The JPDK model was originally formulated as a "vertical industry" model: People becoming business gurus in dentistry, chiropractic, real estate, carpet cleaning, etc. This looked like something I could do.
But my version became a "horizontal" model: Taking specific traffic techniques (in my case, Google) and applying them across all kinds of industries. Many people who achieve guru status in online business topics do it that way.
Either way, the JPDK formula is a solid foundation for a career as a micro-rock star. So a couple years ago I wrote a report called "Secrets of the JPDK model" where I explained, in detail, the inner workings and non-linear psychology of Dan and Jeff's model.
I gleaned the information not only from my own 8 years experience as a marketing consultant, but from working with literally hundreds of people who have used some version of this model to build a business.
I cannot begin to count how many late night conversations and mastermind meetings and drinks after the seminar I've had, strategizing, dreaming and scheming about these techniques with prominent industry leaders.
DK himself, Dan Kennedy, liked my JPDK report so much, he asked permission to reprint it in his high-end Info Marketing Letter. Then he distributed my report at his "Seven Figure Academy," a $4,000 seminar for entrepreneurs with high aspirations. Dan advised all 150 members of the audience to study it closely.
I made that report an integral component of this course. If you intend to achieve guru status in your industry, intimate knowledge of the JPDK model is mandatory. This report contains insights that you will simply find nowhere else.
I do consider these insights to be critical. There are certain "market factors" in different niches that profoundly affect your chances of success. I've seen some info businesses succeed massively, while others flop around and languish and fail. There's a hidden psychology and litmus test that literally swings a 100X difference.
Success or failure. Ignore this at your extreme peril.
Appoint Yourself Expert in a Game You Already Play
–>You don't have to be a "business guru" to use this at all!
The majority of the JPDK strategies – *especially* my Inner Psychology of Guru Marketing – apply to any expert on any topic. (Even Non-Profit Underwater Basketweaving.)
Most important is the non-linear inner psychology factor I've added to the formula.
It doesn't matter if your expertise is in art, music, health, law, romance novels or jewelry making – there is a Hidden Market Factor that tremendously influences your ability to succeed or fail. There are some markets, some audiences that are literally 100X more likely to bond to a guru than others.
Wrong market = failure. Right market = success.
Nobody explains this the way I do. This report identifies that success factor in clear, unambiguous terms.
Before You Attempt to Sell Anything.
Forget "level" playing fields. Personally I prefer to have a wholesale advantage over everyone else. I want the game to be as unfair as possible. I want my rivals and competitors to seem puny by comparison. Don't you?
An UN-level playing field, an unfair advantage, is the easiest way to make the big bucks.
There are all kinds of books on negotiating, but the best position is to never have to negotiate in the first place. The best position is to be positioned as the premier person, the star attraction, the go-to-guy, the go-to-gal.
The best terms are your terms, not theirs.
Why not just decide to write your own ticket?
When you have even just a little bit of celebrity (no matter how tiny your market is) you have an automatic advantage every time you sit down at the negotiating table. Clients automatically respect you instead of being suspicious. They don't shop you for price. They respect your advice instead of constantly questioning it.
This new level of respect is the healthiest, most edifying thing you can experience as a business person. Wouldn't your day, your week, your year would be a whole lot better if you had a steady trickle of people sending you emails and blog comments and tweets saying "I absolutely love your stuff, it's fantastic" and "You changed my life for the better and I just can't thank you enough!" Wouldn't that be infinitely better than a constant struggle to assert your adequacy?
Everyone should experience that kind of encouragement and validation at least once in their life. And hey… even better if it's every week or every day.
As long as you don't let it go to your head, or somehow trick yourself into thinking you're "bulletproof," a dash of celebrity might be the best thing that ever happened to you. What would it be like if people treated you as though every day was your birthday?
What would it be like for you to be praised in public – by writers in magazines, by bloggers, in Twitter messages and blog comments and discussion boards? What would that do for your confidence?
There's enough people trying to tear each other down. How about a culture of building people up?
There's a vital force in marketing that I call "compression." It works like a diesel engine.
A diesel engine doesn't have spark plugs; the compression of the cylinders creates pressure and temperature all by itself, that causes the fuel to ignite. Diesel engines are notoriously hard to start, and in super cold climates like Alaska, you don't dare turn it off in the winter. You literally let the truck run for six months.
But the good news is, with a tiny trickle of fuel, that engine purrs like a kitten all winter long. And when you mash down on the accelerator, a 500 horsepower engine roars to life.
The key force in that Diesel Engine is: THE COMPRESSION CYCLE.
When the air+fuel mixture compresses in that cylinder, it explodes, driving the cylinder forward and firing the next cylinder one eighth of a rotation later.
The marketplace equivalent of diesel engine compression is: DEMAND.
As long as demand exceeds supply (which is easy, since the supply is inherently limited) you can achieve enormous levels of compression with very small inputs. You enter a self-reinforcing cycle that, just like a diesel engine idling at 3am in Alaska, can be summoned to perform at will.
Demand for your time. Demand for your services. Demand for your expertise. Demand for YOU.
I can help you start that diesel engine. There's no better asset than having that engine produce money for you, 24/7/365.
What if the #1 job of your personal assistant was to shield you from time wasters, only allowing the most prime opportunities to consume your attention?
Well let me give you a hint: The #1 job of your personal assistant should already be to shield you from time wasters, no matter how trivial. Take some free advice from this sales letter: She should be protecting you from $10 per hour work so you can do $100 per hour work instead. That's the first secret of creating compression.
And so long as you do not violate that compression cycle, you never have to beg for anything. The world eats out of your hand. You catch that wave and it's a wild ride – a ride that can last for years. In some market that wave can last as long as you want it to, literally for decades.
The prerequisite for this is getting the compression in the first place. In the Niche Celebrity Formula, I show you how to get that engine started – even in your spare time.
Case in point: When I was working for The Man in the Dilbert Cube, I was the national sales manager. I had sales quotas to meet every month and most of this work had to be done between 7am and 8am, before the phones started ringing.
No problem. An hour a day every day is plenty. A small price to pay for Marketplace Compression, for Unfair Advantages, for Playing Fields slanted sharply in your favor. You no longer need to negotiate fees. You're positioned as The Niche Celebrity instead of Just Another Guy Asking Customers For Money.
There's another non-obvious benefit: It's a LOT easier to get links to your website (and Tweets and Facebook Posts and blog comments on your articles and everything else) when you're considered an authority. It often happens automatically, rather than you having to…. beg. And even with big sites and big authorities, there's still no begging, just trading favors.
Google gives preference to Authority Sites. What better way to be considered an authority site than to actually be an authority? People will come up to you and say "Hi, aren't you _____?"
That happened to me personally for the first time at a wedding last year. A guy had driven from Tennessee to Chicago to see his friends get married. He came up to me and said, "Hey, aren't you Perry Marshall?"
My wife smiled and said, "Well I guess it had to happen sooner or later."
He asked a few questions, we talked business for awhile, and then we went on with Erin and Alex's fabulous celebration.
Laura bragged to her friends about her quasi-famous husband. You'll like having your spouse brag about you, too.
There are hidden advantages to having having fans. Sure, it's great to have people who rave about you. But the benefits go far deeper than that.
One is, you always have a network at your disposal 24/7/365 from which you can draw other kinds of expertise. The people in that network are positively disposed to do business with you and will work overtime to make sure you get a fair deal.
Last year my bookkeeper and accountant made grievous accounting mistakes, which in turn created tax problems. My taxes got filed 6 months late. The IRS was, um, unhappy about that. I needed a tax negotiator.
I found out the hard way that it is not easy to find a good IRS negotiator "on demand." Not even if you get personal referrals from CPA's and attorneys. Plus, most of the firms I found on the radio, TV and Internet were borderline scam artists.
So I decided to write about my woes in my Renaissance Club newsletter. Thought it would make a good object lesson… and maybe attract some help.
Sure enough, a guy submitted a support ticket and said, "I can help" and he did. A special thanks goes to Joe Hanley of Tax Defenders in Chicago for giving me his expert advice. Made infinitely easier by having access to a responsive audience.
One time Ken McCarthy injured his leg badly, just before his System Seminar, causing him back problems and making him unable to walk. Not good circumstances for running a seminar! One of Ken's System Club members, a chiropractor named Chris, attended to his health needs during the entire seminar. Superb arrangement for both of them.
You don't have to slog it out for years and years until you finally have the qualifications to be appointed by somebody else as the expert. Normally, that 'somebody else' is a competitor anyway and has a vested interest in slowing you down. You can leap frog above all those guys.
I am not advocating becoming a fake expert. We all know what it's like to spend money with people like that. What I'm talking about is removing the barriers to you advertising and selling your true capabilities to the world.
In just a few months, you can significantly advance your career regardless of whether you're a business consultant or if you're selling tattoos.
If the economy was so bad that ALL the psychologists went out of business, Dr. Phil would be the last guy with an empty office.
(Yeah, I know, Dr. Phil mostly just spouts old phrases from the 50's like if mama ain't happy ain't nobody happy and I know most psychologists' anger issues get triggered when you mention his name. But he's VERY famous and he WILL be the last therapist in the world to starve.)
When competitors charge less than you, people automatically assume they're inferior. Even if they're not. The single best way to position yourself is to charge $300+ per hour.
One time a skeptical woman wrote to one of my mentors and said, "So who are you, where did you come from and why should I listen to you anyway?"
He spent four pages of his newsletter answering that question. Yeah, she pushed his buttons and I think she got under his skin. But he had a perfect platform for answering that question in full, granular detail, reinforcing his position with his audience. Brilliant.
You almost always have items in your resume that nobody will ever find out about unless you're challenged in public. Take the public challenge and it reinforces your credibility across all realms.
Publicity savvy people transform this into yet another art. They actually have fun debating other experts in public, gaining attention as people watch the ping pong ball go back and forth.
When your customers know they have to meet certain qualifications to do business with you, it escalates the quality of the relationship. If you're consulting or advising, compliance goes way up and complaints go down. Doing business with you becomes a privilege.
Doing business with you SHOULD be a privilege. You are special. You do know things that nobody else knows. Isn't it time to master the secrets of positioning your uniqueness?
Possibly the greatest internal business advantage to being a niche celebrity is being able to acquire the best:
- The best joint venture partners
- The best affiliates
- The best vendors
- The best events & conferences
- The best TEAM MEMBERS
People want to work with the best and work FOR the best. When you're a niche celebrity you have the ability to magnetically attract the finest in the world.
A year and a half ago I decided it was time to undertake a major business expansion. I decided to hire an Affiliate Manager and a Content Czar. I had the extraordinary advantage of being able to go to my own customer list in search of those people.
(This would be just as true if I were a musician, a fashion designer or a biologist. You can have a following no matter what you do.) If you've got expert status and a following, then people know you, like you, trust you, and want to work with you.
I blasted an email to my customers inviting people to apply. To stem the tide, I charged a $25 application fee. Between the two positions I got 29 applicants. I ran them through a 'maze' of activity and eventually filled both positions.
Additionally, I found among the applicants an Operations Manager.
Every single one of my three new team members understood the "Planet Perry" way of looking at the world, how we do things, how we think. They share my values and my ambition to be the best in my industry. We're proud of who we are and what we do. There's a ton of education that was already done.
Again, when you're a Niche Celebrity in your business, you can do this too. You might even get away with charging an application fee. (In our case it was absolutely necessary to weed out the 'riffraff' and keep Jeremy from being deluged with applications. It worked because only people who thought they had a chance of winning bothered to apply.)
A personal friend of mine was a little intrigued at the idea that I had 'fans.' (Your friends will find this intriguing, too. They Google you and comb through a few pages and they say, 'Geez, I had no idea…' Then they sort of shake their head with a puzzled look in their face…. then they say, "Wow, I guess I know a famous person.")
So anyway, she asks me, "So what's it like to be a famous guru? Do you like having all these fans?" I said, "The fans aren't really that big of a deal. I have a responsibility to lead them in the right direction. But one advantage I definitely like is: people return your phone calls."
Personally I think that's a good enough reason to be a Niche Celebrity, all by itself. Also, industry news finds its way to you MUCH faster than it reaches the average guy.
For the most part I'm actually a little insulated. I'm not into gossip columns, I don't subscribe to all that many email newsletters and I'm hardly the most social guy at the bar. But if I need to know it, somebody almost always tells me. That's nice.
I know about the famous survey from way back when that says peoples' #1 fear is public speaking. I'm not sure this is really true, though certainly some people are obviously afraid of it. Most of the entrepreneurs I know LOVE the stage and will go anywhere and do anything to speak to a few hundred people.
It's a fantastic positioning tool. As for myself, it has been great to share the stage with people like Les Brown, Zig Ziglar, Dan Kennedy, Gary Halbert, Jay Abraham, John Reese, Alex Mandossian, Joe Vitale, Frank Kern, Yanik Silver and Bill Rancic of Donald Trump's The Apprentice.
There's an old adage that says, "Look at the average income of your friends, cuz that's going to be your income 5 years from now." I think there's a lot of truth in that. When you're a Niche Celebrity your peer group definitely changes, as does your income. And it doesn't have to take 5 years.
Devote one hour a day for the next year to Igniting your Niche Celebrity Status and see if your entire career and business doesn't experience a QUANTUM LEAP. I've created a course to help you. It's called The Niche Celebrity Formula and it contains:
- A detailed, true-insider's look at the JPDK model – the inner workings and secret psychology of what makes hot niches hot
- An interview with Rob Northrup, "How to get publicity with trade magazines" – an expert guide to niche marketing with authority figures in any narrow industry segment. It is vital that you do this correctly. But with proper instruction it's easier than you think.
- Video: A detailed look at how marketing genius Jeff Paul permeated the Financial Planning field in the early days of the JPDK model, and the psychological hooks he used to develop a RABID following
- MP3: 5 Essential Cornerstones of Marketplace Credibility
- "The psychotic weirdness of marketing, dysfunctions, and cult behavior" – yet another layer on the inner dynamics of hyper-responsive customers and markets
- "The Power of Personality in Marketing" – a step by step guide to establishing personal authority that is recognized far and wide across your industry
Make Clients Seek You Out
You've probably heard the joke: "A consultant is a guy who knows 101 ways to have sex and can't get a date on Friday night." Consulting is a dream job when customers seek you out but it's just another form of unemployment when you have no positioning.
There is nothing more degrading than begging someone to pay you to give them advice.
My customer base includes hundreds of consultants who work in almost as many industries. Everything from Pay Per Click to health care to corporate finance. Many of them, highly successful.
Ten years ago I replaced my income in 19 days by landing a consulting gig. My prior positioning was absolutely essential to making this happen. When you are positioned properly, you get:
Income: A well positioned consultant earns hundreds, sometimes thousands of dollars per hour. My own customer Paul Lemberg charges $25,000 per day for business strategy consulting and many clients pay him $100,000 a year for a few days' work. Stephen N. "Sunny" Hills manages AdWords campaigns for $500 per hour.
Respect: The highest paying customers also treat you the best. The last consultation I traveled to was in San Diego, at the CEO's gorgeous condo on the 10th floor. He flew in his team to meet with me and we enjoyed a beautiful day re-working his business together. I said to myself, "Self, this does not suck."
When I was 16 I had a friend who was a college professor. He did management consulting. His rate was $3,000 to $5,000 a day. He said, "I don't charge them that because I want a bunch of money. I do it for respect. If you're charging a CEO five grand a day to tell him what's wrong with his company, then when you tell him, he takes notes."
Travel: When you have premium positioning, you get speaking invitations from all over the world. Just this year I've been invited to Tel Aviv, London, Dubai and Moscow. A speaking opportunity is a fantastic way to enjoy a paid vacation. The cherry on top is an audience who's hanging on your every word.
Value: When you charge a premium price for your advice – and when you attract the highest quality students – stuff gets done. Your advice is taken, ideas are implemented, systems evolve, and people come back for more.
Legacy: When you command authority and gain the respect of willing students, and when they make lasting changes and improve their lifestyle – whether financially, physically, vocationally or otherwise – they never forget you. They associate you with a huge positive change in their life and they're grateful for years.
Vishal Bhatia wrote this on my blog: "But then I remember coming across and buying your Definitive Guide to Google AdWords™. Using the insights you cover in your book, I was able to put my business on steroids and went from couple of hundred a month to CEO level income in my Direct Sales Internet business now. And now I teach your principles to other serious entrepreneurs around the globe. Your book is one of the best coaching materials I have bought that has made a huge impact on my life."
Jaco Bolle of Ottawa, Ontario, was stationed in the Middle East in the Canadian Military and he spent countless hours listening to my MP3's on his iPod. He transformed himself into a direct marketing ninja and quit his job 3 years ago. Jeff Hughes was about to go bankrupt in 2004 and now his Milwaukee company Consult Sales grosses ten million dollars a year. I have a very special relationship to both these guys: I played a crucial role in their business success.
There are few things that will make your day like someone who you may not even know, coming up to you at an event, or sending you an email or letter and saying thanks man, you changed my life. You're making a permanent difference for real people 'round the world.
In addition to the Niche Celebrity sessions, I'm giving you access to an advanced module for consultants where I will discuss exactly where and how to get clients; specific assets you must build as consultant in order to cause customers to come to you.
- How to assemble PROOF that you can deliver the goods
- How to structure your fees and guarantees for maximum profitability and acceptance
- How to WOW prospective clients and make an incredible first impression
- How to command attention and overcome the bane of consulting: Clients who don't quite take you seriously enough. (This includes some uncomfortable truths about human nature, and if any of this makes you squeamish, it's only a sign that you need to pay even closer attention.)
If you are seriously engaged in any kind of consulting business, the Advanced Module for Consultants will pay for itself in weeks if not days or hours. I can't imagine building a consulting business without a solid grasp of these vital truths.
The advanced module is $499. It comes with 60 days of Mastermind Club membership, including access to my private Mastermind Members Discussion Forum. After 60 days, Mastermind is $99 per month. The Forum alone will save your bacon on a regular basis because you can come to the group with almost any business question and get a worthy response usually in a few hours.
Advanced Module for Consultants: In addition to the core Niche Celebrity webinars, you get access to two more recorded sessions. Each of these include special handouts and tools that you can immediately put to use. And each includes invaluable open Q&A content–there were some seriously great questions that came up during these special sessions.
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IDENTICALLY OPPOSITE (A My Bully, My Buddy and Me Novella)
by Nerdy Jock
2009-2010. My Senior Year.
It'll be my last year in High School. It'll be my last year for making stupid decisions. It'll be my last year for having juvenile mistakes.
Senior Year.
I admit the thought gives me the creeps, but, on the other hand, the idea also excites me. It'll be our year - the seniors' year - and we are going to rule it! Abso-fucking-lutely! It'll be the year to make a change. It'll be the year to make a difference. It'll be the year to leave our legacy behind.
Well . . . whatever shit that is.
"Hey, stop the car. I think I see my friends now. See you later, bro!" my younger brother said to me as soon as we turned towards the student's parking lot. I shook my head in amusement and let him out.
"Yeah, yeah. And hey," I called once he stepped onto the crowded sidewalk, "Good luck, Freshman!"
My younger brother beamed at me crookedly. "And you, too, Senior!"
Now, I just need to go to my locker and deposit a few belongings before heading to first period. If I can manage doing that without crossing paths with Natalie, then much better. Two months of summer pool cleaning and lifeguard duty still couldn't erase the memory of going home and finding my girlfriend - on my bed - spread wide open for our house boy's pleasure. I beat the shit out of the college dude before firing him. And I broke it off with Natalie soon after.
I reached my locker and I was fiddling with the lock when a guy three rows from my left started slamming his fists onto the metal, cursing words of edginess and annoyance. Thank God there wasn't a faculty in sight. Amusedly, I noticed that his lock was already opened but the door still wasn't. Its former owner - Troy Hendrickson, one of my friends - has already graduated. So, whoever this new guy was, he probably doesn't know the intricacies that his locker possesses.
"Here. Let me." I offered after deciding if I should be a good boy today or not. After countless mornings of watching Troy wrestle with the rotten piece of equipment until he finally learned its secrets, I, too, have learned how to deal with its stubbornness. I gave his locker door a bit of a push upwards before pulling it free from its frame. Creakily, it swung open.
The guy made a whooping sound as if he just got back from running five miles. "Huh, I didn't know you had to do that here in California. With that kind of defiance, I think, even without a lock, my stuff'll never be touched!" he remarked jokingly, "Thanks, man! I'm Blake Collins."
"Lucas Princeton." I took his proffered hand. "But please call me Luke."
"Princeton, huh? Why does that name sounds kind of familiar? Oh, never mind." Blake shrugged then flashed me the most pearliest-white set of teeth that I have ever seen on a guy. That, the red designer shirt and matching pants he was wearing, plus his dirty blonde hair, he looked like your typical surfer dude. The Alpha inside me should have felt threatened by the appearance of this new guy in my territory, but with the smile he was giving me, all I could do was feel at ease. Weird, right?
"So," I said conversationally as I started walking, "You new to Irvine, Blake?"
If Jesse Porter was here, he would've flashed me a big Duh! on his face.
"Yeah. We just transferred here from New York two months ago." he said as a reply.
"'We' as in your family?" I asked as we bypassed the band and orchestra rooms and turned for the cafeteria. I glanced at my watch. It was still too early for class and, because I haven't had the chance at a decent breakfast, I decided to take a bite first.
"'We' as in my brother and me." he replied.
"Whoa! So, you two live by yourselves?" I turned to ask him in earnest.
"Yeah, we do. We're in the same year and, while our parents are taking a year-long vacation in Europe, they decided to send us here to the Golden State to continue school. We're living at my mom's older house for the time being." he supplied, then added, "The both of us are already eighteen and they trust us enough to let us live on our own."
"Hmmm . . . I completely know how that is, man." I said reflectively. "My parents are always away on business trips and conventions, too. I don't even remember the last time we had dinner together as a family. It's just been me and my little brother in the mansion for almost half a year now."
After buying some food and beverages, we found a table and talked about ourselves. Blake and I exchanged stories and I realized that we had tons of things in common. He plays sports, he hangs out in the gym most of his vacant times - which was pretty obvious - and he loves the freedom that our parents have unintentionally given us. It may sound such a cliché and even a little bit gay, but we eventually clicked.
When the bell for first period rang, we headed to our respective classes, with plans to hang out later in the mansion, or in their house, or wherever our feet may take us.
Throughout fourth period, Mr. Thomas, the Football team coach in our school and also our Physics teacher explained to us the revised curriculum for the school year. I wasn't really paying any attention to him. My eyes were set on Ashley Millar's exposed shoulders; they lingered on the curvature of her neck, on the slopes of her narrow hips, on the skin exposed just above the waistband of her skin-tight jeans. I imagined my face pressing onto those areas, my mouth tasting the wonders of her sweet, luscious body.
"Shit, man! Take that out of here or it'll do it on its own!" I heard my seatmate whisper to me. I glanced at him and saw that he had an amused expression on his freckly face.
"What?" I hissed under my breath.
He raised his eyebrows and gave a quick glance at my crotch. I looked down.
"Shit!" I gasped audibly and involuntarily stood from my seat. My hands covered my crotch.
"Is there something wrong, Mr. Princeton?" Coach Thomas called to me from the front. Everybody's eyes turned towards me.
"I . . . uh . . ." I can feel my seatmate snickering silently at my side. I took my bag. "I need to go to the restroom, sir."
Without waiting for an affirmation, I flung myself out of the room, careful to cover my crotch with the bag, and ran like hell for the restrooms.
As soon as I secured myself in, I clicked the door shut.
"FUCK!" I groaned loudly, relieved with the idea that no one can hear me but the four corners of the room. "Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" I went for the sink and risked a glance in the mirror. "FUCK!" I cried once more upon seeing my blood-flushed face.
"Scream FUCK again, dude, and I would really think you're going through orgasm!" I heard a familiar voice call out in the seemingly empty restroom.
I turned in panic. "Who's there?" I barked, backing myself onto the center sink.
The first cubicle from my left opened and from within it out came a smiling, friendly face.
"Blake!" I gasped in relief when I saw his smug face. "Hey, have you changed shirts?" I said, noticing that he was now wearing a blue one instead of red. "Never mind . . . you wouldn't believe what just happened to me, man!"
The smile on his face vanished noticeably. He looked taken by surprise. He looked as if he'd never seen me before; confused with his mouth slightly agape. What the hell?
"Blake," I snapped my fingers impatiently in front of his face, "Hey, Collins! Are you even listening to me?"
He blinked and shook his head. "Um . . . Yeah . . . Uh?"
"It's me, man! Luke! We met at the hallway earlier? I helped you with your stuck locker. Luke Princeton, remember?" I said disbelievingly, waving my arms in emphasis.
"So, he's Luke Princeton." I heard him mutter to himself. Then, "Oh! Yeah! Right!" he said, suddenly enthusiastic, looking me up and down. "I remember, of course! Luke Princeton," I might have been imagining it, but it sounded like he just purred my name out of his mouth. Shit! I don't know, but I was sure it had 'seduction' ringing out of it. "My real-life, in-the-flesh knight in shining armor." he uttered breathlessly.
I doubled at his words and reflexively took a step back, forgetting that I was already leaning on the sink with my back on the mirror. What the fuck!
"What's that in your pocket, Luke?" he suddenly asked, looking down.
I followed the hunger in his gaze and realized that my bag was no longer covering my crotch - revealing a thick, long tube leading down the length of my right leg - leaving it bare for his eyes. "Um . . ."
Blake looked at the door and a mischievous smile crept upon his mouth and he sauntered towards me. He raised his hand and slowly reached for the collar of my shirt, pulling my face towards his. "How convenient of you to lock the door, Luke." he breathed on my face.
"Dude, what are you doing?" The words tumbled out of my mouth; my right hand immediately gripped his and I tried to push him off.
"Shhh!" he said and his fingers found the thin patch of dark, curly hair sprouting out of my shirt. He lightly pulled on them.
"Dude!" I repeated. But he shushed me once again and freed his hands from mine. "Blake, what are you-" I stopped when his fingers reached my chest, sending soft, fleeting touches through the thin fabric. His fingers brushed my nipple and a groan slipped out of my mouth. "Dude! Fuck, what are you doing?"
"Shhh! It's alright." he whispered, "It's alright."
"What do you mean, 'It's alright'?" I watched with a mixed feeling of emotions when he slowly lowered himself onto his knees. "FUCK!" I gasped once I realized what he was going to do. "Blake, man, what are you doing?"
"Shhh . . . I'll take care of this for you, Luke." he whispered sexily before he pressed his nose to the thing that made me run out of the classroom in the first place. I gasped. He bit on the material and laved it with his tongue. "God, you're so hot, bro!"
"Shit!" I hissed when his wet, warm mouth found the head of my dick through the thick fabric of my jeans. He moaned while his tongue played with it. "Oh, shit!"
Up in my head, I was screaming! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING, LUCAS? WHY ARE YOU LETTING THIS FAGGOT FUCK YOUR COCK?
Shit! I've had blowjobs before, sure I did! But it was always from girls. This? From Blake? Shit! This guy was as big as me! This guy's built like a goddamn wrestler! Unbelievable!
"Blake . . . fuck man . . . I never thought you were-" But he shushed me yet again. I don't know what made me but I clamped my mouth shut, swallowing the moans that wanted to come out of me. I let him. And he continued. Slowly, with his eyes gazing up on mine, he flicked the top button of my jeans undone. When my zipper was down and wide open, he pulled my jeans off of my butt, revealing my awfully tented boxers.
"Fucking nice!" I heard Blake gasp in delight once his eyes found the imprint of my erection under the garment. He found a wet spot on the fabric and he sucked on it, on the tip of my cock, drawing more juices out of my balls. With an excitement that compared to a little boy about to open his Christmas present, he yanked my underwear down. Free of hindrances, my cock swung ten inches closer to his face.
"FUCKING NICE!" he exclaimed more loudly and it was my turn to shush him, afraid that someone might hear us from the outside.
He looked at me sexily while licking his mouth and without another word, more than half of my cock vanished into the warm confines of his mouth. I never even had a chance to say a word. Not even a gasp escaped my lips. They were parted with pure, exquisite pleasure. My breathing momentarily stopped and my heart beat faster than a speeding train. He pulled my ass and forced me to push in a few more inches. He gagged but this did not stop him from sucking.
Two inches. That's what remained of my cock when he attacked it with his throat. He pushed it in him, and upon pulling out, he sucked it like his life depended on it. His suction was so tight. So intense. I fucking loved it!
"Fuck!" I stifled my scream. He was really good at this! Better, even, than the most experienced girl who had done me before. With the exquisite sensation that Blake was giving to my cock, I grabbed both sides of his head and fucked him ruthlessly. "Oh, fuck, that feels so fucking good, baby!" The words came out of my mouth - not even caring that I was calling a guy 'baby'. I curled my fingers in his dirty-blonde hair and fucked his mouth. Faster. Deeper. He took my cock like a pro.
Blake moaned with ecstasy when I punched him with my cock. I was a heavy pre-comer and I was sure he was drinking my thick, salty liquids fresh from the source. His eyes never left mine while I fucked his tonsils out. "Oh, fuck! You like my cock, Blake? You like sucking on that big cock?"
He nodded furiously, his eyes screaming for more. I felt his tongue flick the underside of my fuck stick and I moaned with delight. I squirmed from watching my thick, veiny prick push in and pull out of his full, sensuous lips.
"Oh, fuck, you fucking bitch, TAKE IT!" and I slammed my cock in him - all ten inches of it. His throat crushed my cock and, added to the suction that he was giving and the flicking of his tongue, I screamed in ecstasy. "OH, FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM! FUCK, I'M COMING, BLAKE! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"
He groaned noisily around my cock the whole time I was shooting, taking the pleasure to a higher orgasmic level. He pushed me into a cubicle and, in my seating position, he took me deeper. I howled with ecstasy as I unloaded eight sticky spurts of warm spermy ejaculates into his hungry mouth - all of which he gratefully swallowed.
I was seeing black when I heard the sound of a foil wrapper being torn. Then, seconds later, I felt the cold familiar texture of latex covering my still rock-hard cock. I opened my eyes in shock and only closed them again when I felt Blake's tight asshole pushing down on me.
"OH, GOD!" he growled as my head slipped in and he slowly took me to the hilt. "OH, FUCK, LUKE, YOU'RE BIG!"
"Blake!" my head rolled back and I groaned loudly. Fuck! Blake's ass is tighter than any pussy I have ever fucked! God, I can already feel my balls getting ready for another mind-blowing orgasm.
When he took all ten thick inches of me into his ass, he gripped the sides of the cubicle and started to fuck himself crazy. He wasn't gentle about it, either. He wanted to be fucked.
I grabbed his hips and kept him steady. Placing my feet firmly on the ground and my hands gripping the toilet seat below me, I pushed my cock into him - slowly.
"Oh, fuck! Just like that!" He whimpered.
I pulled out slowly and did it again. He gave another cry of ecstasy. "You like that cock?"
"Oh, fuck, yeah!"
A slow removal. Then, WHOOSH! Another slow thrust. "Like that?"
Another slow extraction then a stronger thrust. "You like it deep, baby?"
"Oh, fuck, yeah! D-Do me harder, Luke!" he cried out.
That was what I was waiting for. And I pushed up. Hard. To the hilt in one solid thrust.
"FUCK!" A surprised cry slipped from Blake. I bet I'm making him feel beyond really full. Blake's ass stretched to accommodate me, but I can tell that he was fighting the urge to jump off of me. Fuck, I was in deep! No girl has ever taken me whole!
I then started to move. Or maybe pound was the more accurate word.
BAM. BAM. BAM. BAM. I drove my cock inside him with shattering force. Another cry came out of Blake's mouth.
"Is that too much, dude?" I stilled, worried that I was hurting him.
"No, baby, fuck me harder!" he squealed.
With that, I eased back, nearly to the head, before shoving back inside him again. My thrust made Blake dig his nails into the wooden partitions. God, it was so good. Mind-blowingly good. Beyond-known-language good. This has the promise of a fast and furious ride. There was no way to prolong something this beautiful.
Pulling out again, I thrust hard, deep, again and again. Without pause. Without mercy. I gripped Blake's hips; sweat was spreading out across his muscular body. Around me, he tightened, his body tensed.
"God, this is so fucking good, man!" I moaned.
Shifting my hips, I changed my angle, focusing on the little bead of Blake's prostate. I heard once during a sex education session that the stimulation of the male's prostate gland helps gain orgasm: Time to turn the theory into fact.
As the head of my cock pounded his gland, Blake's head rolled back on his neck. His shoulders strained. He let out a growl and his hands latched onto my thighs like a life raft in a raging current.
"I'm so fucking close!" Blake gasped and I only moaned louder.
Desire brewed and bubbled in my belly, in my balls. The need to come was a very hot pressure, gripping me tighter and tighter. Sweat trickled down on my face.
I began pounding faster onto Blake's love nut when he groaned. "Oh . . . OH, SHIT! FUCK!"
Like clockwork, Blake tensed and his passage tightened and fluttered around my cock as he let out labored breath after labored breath. I continued pounding his clenching asshole. The grasping clasp of Blake's body on me was tight and unavoidable and one of the most amazing things I'd ever felt in my life.
With a throaty cry, the gush of pleasure flamed inside me, so unique and so amazing, I swore I'd never felt anything quite like it.
And I exploded deep inside him.
Blake licked his lips after making sure that not a single drop of come was left on my cock. "Fuck! That was hot!" I groaned while I leaned heavily on the back of the toilet seat. The condom that I used was lying heavily on the tiled floor. "OHH, SHIT! Blake! FUCK!"
"Luke, you are fucking hot! Thank you for that." He then straightened himself and pulled his jeans back up and gave me a peck on the cheek. "See you later, stud."
And he exited the room, leaving me gasping for air, and, confusingly, asking for more.
But, fuck, I was straight.
Was I?
Blake was standing beside a Honda Civic by the parking lot when he spotted me. I noticed that he has changed back to his red shirt from this morning again. 'What the hell is wrong with this guy?' I chuckled with amusement. 'Can't he content himself to wearing a single shirt for a day?'
"Hey, bro!" he called me over. "I can't believe we aren't classmates in any of my classes! I think I have to have a talk with the counselor or the registrar for some changes, or something."
"Yeah, I know." I reluctantly greeted while walking towards him. I so wanted to talk to him about what just happened between us in the restroom but I was worried that if I talked to him about it now, someone might overhear us, or that he might get mad at me for being so insensitive. Also, I was so confused about how I should feel about it. Was Blake gay? Then, what does that make of me? I didn't know how to act on it. I was so confused, period.
So, I decided to shut my mouth off for the moment and talk to him later. Maybe in private.
"Hey, Luke!" I saw my brother jog towards us.
"Keith! So, how was your first day, Freshman?"
He smiled with excitement, "You won't believe what happened, man!"
"Why? What happened?" my curiosity was piqued upon seeing him jumping up and down on the balls of his feet.
"Danny nearly got it on with a guy today!" he exclaimed amusedly, "It was fucking awesome, bro. This humongous, fat dude from somewhere in Texas - I think his name was Brian or Ben or Butch - he was eating inside the classroom during homeroom, so our teacher had to send him out. By the door, upon opening it, Danny comes out of nowhere and crashes Brady's food all over his fat, blubbery body! He looked like a fucking food fight in the cafeteria after the collision! It was fucking hilarious! The whole class was laughing!"
And he laughed at Brian or Ben or Brady or Butch's misfortune. Blake just chuckled.
"Oh, right. I almost forgot." I said, slapping my head, "Blake, this is my younger brother I was talking about earlier, Keith. Keith, this is Blake Collins. He's a transfer from New York."
"Wow! New York! Nice to meet you, Blake!" They shook hands.
"So, are we still on for tonight?" I asked Blake.
"Yeah, sure." Then he added, "I'm gonna need a ride, though. My brother just texted. It seems he still has something urgent to do. He's got to drive our car today and he still has the keys, so. . ." He shrugged towards the Civic.
"Yeah, sure man. Come on." I told him and I walked towards my 'Stang. He whistled appreciatively at my baby. "Keith, you comin' with us?"
"Nah. I just came here to tell you about Braden." he said, "I'm taking the bus with Danny. Mrs. Mockins invited me for dinner."
I wanted to slap my brother's head. Oh, Keith. Stop tormenting Daniel, already! You just don't see how infatuated he is with you, do you?
I chuckled. "Okay. See you at home, then. And say hi to Daniel for me." Then when I got in, I called through the driver's window, "Be careful and be home before nine!"
He waved okay and Blake and I drove off for their house.
"Wait a minute!" I muttered when Blake gave me the directions towards his mom's house. "I think I heard of that place before."
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah. I think my aunt owns a place over there. Now that I think of it, I haven't seen her in ages!" I said. "The last news I heard about her was that she finally married her boyfriend since college three or four years ago."
Blake whipped his head in surprise. "Three or four years ago?" he asked.
"Yeah." I replied, "Why?"
"Oh, nothing. It's just that . . . my parents got married about that time." He said. "And they were together since college, too."
"Oh." We shrugged it off to coincidence and we continued the ride in comfortable silence.
When we arrived at his mother's house, he led me to his den. It held a big-screen TV, a pair of leather sofas and a couple of gaming consoles.
"You want something to drink, man?" Blake called when he reached their kitchen.
"I'll have a coke, please." I replied before placing myself on one of the sofas. "This is a really nice place you got here." I said.
"Thanks." Then he gave me my drink. "My dad thought of selling the place, but my mom wouldn't let him. Says it might be of use in the future. And it did. My brother and I live here now."
For nearly an hour we sat watching a CSI: NY rerun and played some games while talking about nothing in particular.
Just the two of us.
But the privacy then made my mind wander to today's earlier happenings. I thought about what happened in the restroom . . . about how I wanted it to happen again. Shit! I still remember how Blake's warm mouth felt like around my cock. I still remember the moans that he gave when I thrust it in his ass deeper and deeper until I thought I could feel the beating of his heart on the head of my dick. I still remember how strong my ejaculations were because of his talented tongue and his ultra-tight asshole. I have never had orgasms as big as what Blake had just given me.
And I wanted it again.
I wanted more.
Right here.
Right now.
With the feelings building up inside me, my hands found the nape of Blake's neck and I yanked his head towards the hardness in my jeans.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" He yelled through the fabric and, with his hands, he pried his head out of my grip. "What the fuck was that for?!"
My heart raced. "Shit! I'm so sorry! FUCK! I thought you wanted it, man! I'm so sorry!" I stood from the couch, holding my hands out in front of me.
"WHAT!?" he snapped angrily, following suit. "What gave you the idea that I wanted your cock, you fucking dick?!"
He gave me a shove. Wrong move. His anger only sparked mine.
"Oh, I don't know, Blake," I said sarcastically, "Maybe because YOU SUCKED IT before I FUCKED YOU WITH IT in the fucking restroom earlier!"
"WHAT!? WHY WOULD I SUCK-" he growled, then something crossed his face. Was it realization? Understanding? "Oh, fuck!" he groaned. "He did not! HE DID NOT!"
Just before I could ask him what the hell he was talking about, the front door opened with a loud bang. Both of our heads turned towards it and I watched with shock when Blake walked towards us.
No, not Blake! Blake was standing here next to me.
"Hey, Luke!" Blake-who-was-not-Blake greeted. "This is a surprise!"
My head whipped from one Blake to another. From the one wearing a red shirt to the one wearing a blue shirt. Blue to Red. Red to Blue. And I finally realized. "YOU AND YOUR BROTHER ARE TWINS?!" I gasped scandalously, as if having a twin brother was the worst thing that can happen in your life. "YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT!"
Blake sighed but did not answer my question to such an obvious thing. Instead, he turned to his brother and asked. "Please don't tell me that you-"
"Of course, I did, Blake!" Blake-who-was-not-Blake gasped loudly before Blake could even finish his question, "Have you seen him? Are you fucking blind?" He gestured towards where I was standing, as if this answered anything. "He's fucking hot! He's the epitome of sex, man! Of course I would!"
"You just can't throw yourself to every hot guy you see!" Blake exclaimed.
"Why are you acting crabby?" his twin growled.
"I'm not crabby!" Blake retorted.
"Oh, yes, you are!" the twin insisted, "Are you crabby because I didn't suck you off this morning?" his twin exclaimed. My mouth hung open. "If that's the reason, then I'm sorry, but I didn't want to run late on the first day of class!"
"What!" Blake gasped, going red in the face.
So, his twin sucks him off, too.
"This has nothing to do with me." Blake added heatedly.
"Then stop overreacting! Besides, Luke liked it!"
I heard myself gasp.
"Didn't you, Luke?" Then he walked towards me, and casually offered his hand, "I forgot we haven't officially met, stud. I'm Jacob Collins, Blake's younger but absolutely better version!" He smiled Blake's smile and winked at me. "But, please, call me Jake."
With bewilderment, realization, and shame, I took his hand in mine - the hand that stroked my cock to eruption earlier, the hand that held my balls. Jacob laughed at my blushing face.
"I hope Blake hasn't bored you with his company, Luke." Jake muttered before taking the remote from Blake's grip and sitting himself on the sofa. Blake followed grumpily on his left, crossing his arms across his chest so his biceps bulged under his shirt. Then, hesitantly, I, too followed to his right.
"Anyway . . . how was your day, cousin?"
"What?" Blake and I cried at the same time.
"I asked Luke how his day was." Jake replied nonchalantly, while flipping through the channels at incredible speed.
"No, not that, idiot! What did you just call him?" Blake hissed impatiently.
"Cousin. I called him cousin." Jake rolled his eyes. I froze in my seat, the wheels turning in my head in confusion. Blake gasped. Jake then turned to face his brother. "Wait a minute! You didn't know?" He laughed then turned to ask me. "You didn't know, either, did you?"
Know what?
"What. The. Fuck." Blake murmured, mostly to himself. "No wonder your name sounded familiar. Shit!" he told me.
Jake continued laughing. "Blake, Luke is a Princeton! Our mother, which is Luke's father's younger sister, is a Princeton. Thus, Luke is a first-degree cousin! A very hot first-degree cousin with a very big dick at that!" He explained with a wink and a very amused smile and he continued laughing.
"What the!" I snapped. "You're Aunt Jennifer's children? This is her house?"
"BINGO!" Jake whooped between us. "Oh, God, this is priceless!"
"But, if you're her kids, then why haven't I seen you before?" I inquired.
"Our parents never bring us to family events." Jake supplied.
"And you knew we were related even before you . . . before you . . ."
"Before I sucked you and fucked you off to orgasm?" Jake supplied, stifling his laughter.
"Yeah, that!" I answered heatedly.
"Of course I did. And I don't fucking regret it, cousin!" Jake laughed, "Besides . . . blood is thicker than water, remember? I love the idea of doing someone related to me. It makes me feel hotter. Though, I think nothing is thicker, more delicious, and way hotter than what you just gave me earlier. God, Luke, your dick is fucking awesome!"
FUCK! I glanced at Blake and he just gave me an apologetic smile. DOUBLE FUCK!
"Okay," Jake announced and slammed the remote down, "The TV shows are unbelievably boring, but I have an idea . . . Now that we have finally established that Blake and I are twin brothers and that the three of us are related, what say I suck you two off tonight before dinner? Huh? We're having pizza! Who's UP for it?" and he raised his brows repeatedly at the two of us, his hands already moving up our legs.
Blake and I just exchanged looks of amusement and disbelief. Despite everything, our hormones still kicked in. And my cock stirred with excitement.
Epilogue: THE TRIO . . . AT LAST!
So, all in all, after a whole year as Seniors the three of us finally realized that Blake was as straight as an arrow but does not say 'no' to an occasional blowjob from me or his brother, that Jake was totally gay and was totally into guys and into me, and that I was bisexually into both the girls and the guys.
The twins took my gay virginity that first twenty-four hours we were together. Blake was the very first guy to ever fuck me and the performance that he did with his thick, uncut cock only made me coming back for more. Jake was the very first guy who ever had my cock in his ass, and he rode my swollen rod again that night until the glimmers of the morning light. The three of us were unstoppable, impossible, insatiable.
I realized then that, though, the both of them were identically opposite, the three of us were uniquely the same: we had a connection, we were related, we were brothers.
And, especially now that we were on our first year in college, whatever our sexualities may mean to our relationship - with each other and with other people - I know that we would be all right. We are going to be great friends and, in the end, that is what matters most.
Right now, Blake is dating a hot, little chick named Samantha, I am having ménage á trois with my World Literature group mates, Cory and Paige, and Jake is in a relationship with a beefy rugby player named Gunther. But, none of them knew that the three of us fuck like rabbits behind the closed doors of our apartment.
So, that's our little secret, okay? Don't. Tell. Anyone.
Just like what Eli said to Matthew and Klitz in 'The Girl Next Door', "We are a fucking tripod. And do you know what that means? That means that if you kick out one of our legs, then we all fall."
We have each other's backs. We're a team. Blake Xaviery Collins, Jake Zachary Collins, and I - we're a fucking tripod. And, for a very, very long time, we'd like to keep it that way.
Signing it all off for now,