#make the golf course a public sex forest!

[memeticm0bius]

[marijuana-barbie]

[aaronmfking]

book I finished / book I started

[nedfelix]

Except for the straight mind, afraid of death, cruising is always utopian. Ask an abolitionist how a society without state will be organized and they'll describe a cruising site. Self-management of the fucked.

Scott Branson, Towards the self-management of the fucked from Make the Golf Course a Public Sex Forest!

[nyancrimew]

what's your opinion on golf?

make the golf course a public sex forest

[radicalgraff]

"Make the golf course a public sex forest"

Spotted outside a golf course in Studio City, California

[chase-prairie]

Does anyone have any favorite internet resources on food forest movement stuff? Academic stuff is one thing, but I'm trying to find things that are keyed to the pulse of what people are talking about outside of academia. I know a lot of that gets circulated here in the general solarpunk vibes zone.

part of my frustration that i'm trying to pinpoint here with concrete sources is that there's a middle ground here that has to be found between oblivious optimistic radicalism and like, the actual work it takes to *run* a food forest. I just read Make the Golf Course A Public Sex Forest and some of it is good, some of it is just "wow you have never actually gardened before, have you?"

The resistance organizations like park districts and forest services have to these well-intentioned, poorly-researched efforts stems a lot from the very practical logistics.

Yes, wouldn't it be great if you could eat wild berries from your local park. How the hell are we going to remediate all the lead out of the soil so those berries are safe? Yes, wouldn't it be cool to turn parts of golf courses into community gardens. How the hell are we going to remediate the decades of literal mercury application out of the soil? Those lawns weren't pest-free by default! Yes, wouldn't it be amazing to have a orchards in the city parks? Who is going to do the INTENSE work managing those trees? Picking all the apples? Dealing with the wasps and the mess coating the sidewalks?

There's so much good work that can be done but making the connections between the dreamers and the actual do-ers is overwhelming. Not least because many dreamers just love to talk and don't want to do. Meanwhile, the do-ers are terrified of getting their asses sued because some well-intentioned foragers are ingesting heavy metals.

[noneedtofearorhope]

i still think the hate against golf is just performative culture wars bs. while there are certainly many real problems with it, none of them are really inherit such that it necessitates it being abolished 'after the rev'.

'b-b-but it's a sport for the rich!' ok, so equalize it. make it available to everyone. each course could have its own equipment library. build apartments in the surrounding area with some well connected public transit. make it cheap and eliminate restrictions on who can join in on the fun.

'b-b-but the pesticides! the ecological damage!' there are already organic courses. additionally, early courses were built along sandy dunes or w/e with native grasses and 'mown' with sheep. they were minimally landscaped. i also doubt even half of the people who'd complain about the use of pesticides eat an exclusively organic diet.

'b-b-but it uses so much land! it should be a public sex forest garden!' i think this is a non-issue honestly. it's really such an incredibly small fraction of a fraction of land use. urban land use in general just pales in comparison to agriculture land use. and as state before, golf courses could be built on otherwise 'unhabitable' land such as dunes. meanwhile, agricultural use accounts for nearly half of all habitable land, around 80% of which goes to animal agriculture, despite farmed animals only accounting for about 17% of the world calories and 38% of its protein. also, no one ever seems to want apply the same critique of 'unproductive' land use to parks. because generally people recognize that parks are a social good.

it really, as far as im concerned, all just boils down to 'golf' being a fixed image of some 'snooty rich people' sport, a neat little prepackaged way to virtue signal in a way that, if it were to be abolished, wouldn't actually necessitate any change in lifestyle of those who advocate against it. curious.

[yonpote]

do dnp know about Make The Golf Course A Public Sex Forest?

i think they should read the manifesto if not

[drdemonprince]

not sure if you are open to book recs and/or if this is already on your radar but im reading “make the golf course a public sex forest!” and it seems like it might be right up your (and your audience’s) alley

I just saw there is a launch event happening here! will have to check it out

[winter-spiders]

Thinking about tom said that Mackie is terrible in golf :

So peter and sam went to play golf together but it ended up in another way maybe

YES! (This ended up being longer than what i expected it to be- oops)

SpiderFalcon! (Tom!Peter Parker x Sam Wilson)

:-Tags-: Semi-Public Sex, Anal Sex, Bottom Peter Parker, Top Sam Wilson, (kinda) Coercion, NOT underage, Minimal knowledge of Golf

Also on ao3

Okay, so maybe agreeing to golf with Sam was more fun than Peter would have assumed. He was very surprised about how much he enjoyed this.

He'd gone golfing with quite a few people, his dads (Tony and Rhodey), Big Pete (Starlord), and even Mr. Fury at one point! He loved Golf, he had always assumed that Sam just didn't like golfing until he invited the younger out.

Maybe it was a good thing he wasn't invited to hang out with Sam. I mean, Peter's crush was glaringly obvious to almost everyone on the team (his dads included!) But nevertheless, he was stuck here, on a public golfing course with the object of this affection, maybe playing a bit dumb so Sam can keep going right behind him to show him how to swing the club correctly, also so Sam would bend over to put the ball in the tee and Peter getting an eyeful of Sams very nice ass. 

Hey, don't blame him! Sam has a very nice ass, ask literally anyone who has spent any amount of time with him! Don't get Peter started on the wonderful thing he knows Sam is packing in the front! Peter could spend hours ogling the man in front (or I guess, behind) him, and he wouldn't get bored. His school laptop background is a selfie of him and Sam together for godssake! 

Back to the fuckery that was happening in this very public Golf Course. Heres Sam with his perfect muscles and Pretty face with brown eyes you could melt into and- Peter stops to get ahold of himself. Of course right when Peter is trying to make sure his face isn't bright red is the exact moment Sam needs to turn and ask if he needed help swinging again. 

"You need help swinging your club this time, hon?" Sam said with a slight smirk on his face again. Damn you Sam for throwing in the nickname and making Peters already bright red face even redder. 

Peter stutters out a quick "I don't think I got the hang of it yet, can you help me again, Birdie?" And with that, Sam seats himself right behind Peter again, guiding his hands to hold onto the club correctly (as if he didn't know before), and helping him swing at the ball on the ground. Unfortunately, it lands in the little forest next to the course.

Then Sam quietly leans in closer to the youngers ear and quietly whispers "I know you can play, baby. Your pops talks about it all the time, I think you want me to help you with something else besides your swing." He stops whispering and carefully leans closer to kiss the youngers cheek before leaning away and grabbing Peter's hand to lead him the where the ball landed, though Peter was definitely not complaining about it. 

Sam carefully makes sure to hide both of them behind a big tree before looking around to see if any other patrons saw them heading there, there were a few civies around, but no one noticed them leaving. Then Sam pushes Peter up against the tress and kisses him, Peter's mind is all jumbled up, Sam, CAPTAIN AMERICA is kissing him! Then Peter licks at the lips connected to his, feeling the smirk on Sam's face before the older tongue invaded his mouth.

Peter's hands start wondering the older body while their tounges dance together, feeling his strong arms and his built torso, before his hands land on Americas Ass™, groping it softly, feeling Sam grunt into his mouth before his hands slowly start feeling him up too. Hands all over his body, everywhere, it's no wonder Peter got so excited so quickly.  

It wasn't long before Sam pulls away for air, before leaning forward and asking "So how far are you okay with going, baby? If you wanna stop now, I'd be okay with that" Sam says quickly before leaning down to nip at Peter's jaw. Peter lets out a moan before breathing out "All the way, Please, Sammy, need you, need you now"  and with that, Sam's hands move to the front of Peter's Jeans, slowly unbuttoning them before opening them fully before turning Peter around to press his face against the rough bark of the tree. 

Sam lets go of the younger to reveal his own hard-on before taking his hand and moving it in front of Peter's face, "Get these nice and wet, huh? I can't keep going until I stretch you out, baby." Peter let out a quick 'okay' before sucking the older fingers into his mouth, letting his saliva cover the fingers before Sam was pulling them out and moving them between Peter's peachy cheeks (lol). 

"Last chance, little spider, You still want this? Im okay with stopping if you want to" Sam says, making sure Peter was actually comfortable with going all the way outside, in a little forest, inside a public golf course. "I swear if you stop right now I wi-" Sam cuts Peter off by carefully inserting one finger in, slowly moving the digit in and out, curling it before slowly adding a second. 

Peter moaned loudly, enjoying the feeling of being stretched out by the older man's fingers. When Sam added the third and final finger, Peter was close to cumming already, too worked up and making himself grinding against the rough tree while thrusting his hips back onto Sam's masterful fingers. 

Soon Sam feels Peter clenching tightly around his fingers, he moves his other hand to wrap around the youngers cock, stroking in time with the thrusting of his fingers. "You gonna cum? It's alright, let it out, baby, let that pretty cock spill, huh?" Sam says as he curls his fingers to prob at the bundle of nerves in the brunette's hole. Peter lets out a moan "fuck- Sammy im- I'm gonn-gonna cum!" Peter yells out before spraying his load all over the tree and Sam's hand. 

"Think you're ready for the real thing baby?" Sam says, not slowing his hand on the youngers cock until Peter pushes it off. "Please, fuck- Need you, now, Sammy- Please" Peter moans out, Sam carefully pulls his fingers out and reaches up to spit into his palm and moves to stroke and cover his own painfully hard cock with his spit. 

"Please- fuck. Sam, please fuck me!" Peter squealed out, waiting for Sam to finally push past his tight rim. "You really need this, don't you, Baby? I don't have to fuck you, you're the one who needs this." Sam said against Peter's ear, feeling the hole with up with the tip of his cock. "You still sure you want this, baby? I can stop if you want me to." Sam said, the underside of his cock resting in the crack of his ass. 

"I swear Sam if you ask me if I want you to stop again I wi-" Peter was once again cut off by the feeling of Sam spitting directly onto his hole before pressing the blunt head in, slowing to a stop once the mushroom tip was fully inside. "You want more baby? Can you take a lil more?" Sam panted into the brunette's ear, Peter can hear the strain in the older man's voice, probably not wanting to stop, but only stopped for his sake. 

"Please Sir, I can take it! Please give me more! Need it so badly, Sir-" Sam seems to really love cutting Peter off mid-sentence because once again, Sma cuts him off by pushing in, only halfway this time. Peter lets out a sultry moan as Sam continues pushing into him until Peter can feel Sam's balls resting against his plush ass. Peter moans out, finally being able to feel the full weight of the olders' cock inside of him. 

"Fuck- oh god you're huge" Peter pants out, pressing his face into the rough tree surface again, Sam breathes out a laugh, pressing his hips forward as much as he can, pulling Peter's hips back towards him. "You like that? You like feeling all 9 inches of Captain America's cock inside you, baby-" Sam lets go of his hip with one hand and grabs Peter's hair, pulling it back so Peter's cheek is pressing against Sams "-You love how this feels, huh?" Sam turns to press a kiss to the corner of Peter's mouth as he started thrusting at a fast pace into the tight heat of Peter's hole.

"Oh god! Ah, please, faster,  Sir please! Harde-" Sam cuts him off again by pushing his head against the tree in front of them and griping his shoulder to make his thrusts as hard as he can, thrusting faster at the same time. "You like this you little slut? Like having my cock in here? Yeah you do" Sam slams his hips harder while talking. 

"god you’re re-arranging my guts- fu-fuck-" Sam reangles his hips, finding Peter's bundle of nerves before thrusting even faster. "There! oh god rig- right there! Fuck sir, keep going- Im so close ah!" Peter screams out, Making Sam smirk an he slows his thrusts a bit, but making them hit harder. 

"Fuck, is the little spider close? Is the baby gonna cum again soon? Fuck yeah you are-" He sees Peter reaching his hand towards his cock. "No-" Sam grabs the youngers hand and pins it to his back. "You're gonna cum on my cock or you're not gonna cum at all, got it, Baby?"  Sam reaches around to play with the youngers nipples while his brutal thrusts are getting faster. 

Sam feels Peter clench, tightening around his cock before Peter moans out while orgasming. Sam speeds up, making his thrusts less brutal, only focusing on his own orgasm. "Fuck, please don't st- stop oh god" Peter moans out, enjoying the overstimulation. 

Sam slows his thrusts even more, he's so close but wants to feel Peter fall apart around him again. He reaches down and starts stroking Peter dripping wet cock, making Peter clench again form the stimulation, "Cum again, honey, c'mon let me feel that little hole squeeze me again. Peter goes still again, his orgasm shoots out once more. 

Sam lets out a satisfied grunt before cumming into Peter, Peter moaning at the sensation. "You're uh, not gonna get pregnant because of the spider DNA thing, right?" Sam says with a breathy laugh. Peter moans as he pulls out before letting out a giggle of his own "uh, not unless your sperm is radioactive like mine?" 

Peter slowly leans down to pull up his shorts and boxers that ended up around his knees. Sam carefully pulls his own up aswell. 

"I uh-" Peter looks away, blush apparent on his cheeks, "I wouldn't mind if this happened again, maybe not outside next time though..." Sam lets ut a laugh before nodding "Maybe outside wasn't the best place for our first time, how about i take you out to my favorite diner, and after, maybe we can end up at my place in D.C.?"  

"I'd love that, i cant wait." Peter smiles as Sam leads him back to the golf course. "It's a date, then, lets get you back home before your dads notice youre gone for too long" 

"Oh god, how am i gonna explain these" Peter points to his jaw where Sam was marking earlier "I think nat left some makeup in my car, i think it'll match you pretty good until they heal" 

Couldnt sleep, enjoy my smut <3 !

[nermal]

im reading the ‘make the golf course a public sex forest’ manifesto but its making me sad because it talks about places in minneapolis that used to exist but dont anymore. anyways, great read. looking forward to reading the longer zine version. heres the link to the manifesto to read https://ia804508.us.archive.org/24/items/sexforest/Sex%20Forest%20web.pdf 

obviously its nsfw but its an interesting read as someone from minneapolis. maybe not if youre from somewhere else

[pippinstark]

The dedication to Make the Golf Course a Public Sex Forest, edited by Lyn Corelle and jimmy cooper

[makeoutdeathclub]

make the golf course a public sex forest

[nedfelix]

rabbi accepting my friend request after i post a picture of my make the golf course a public sex forest sticker is very swag of her

[spookykestrel]

This is why you can’t scroll through tumblr in public (a photo my friend took of me and then zoomed in on my phone??)

[ID: blurred screen shot of tumblr on someone’s phone. The post at the bottom of the screen is an image reading “Make the golf course a public sex forest!” End ID.]