I am a hopeless romantic, always have been. It’s funny that I should be one considering how frequently I have been deeply pessimistic about life, the universe, and everything. Still, I have always steadfastly refused to believe anything but the best about love. The concept of love that…
To be a man
When I was younger, I was smart and mature for my age, (at least that is what I was told). I’m twenty-five now and I should feel like a grown-up, I should be able to handle adulthood and all of it’s attendant responsibilities. And, the truth is that I can’t…
“Butt stuff” for Boys (and beginners)
I have an amazing girlfriend, who sometimes fucks me in the ass. The act is not only pleasurable in itself, but also a deeply erotic fulfillment of long-held fantasies. I’m not quite sure exactly when I began to experiment with “Butt Stuff,” but it was at some point in my…
Back from the Brink
I’m so grateful to my readers who donated to to my Go Fund Me, or even just spread the word that I needed some cash to keep Submissive in Seattle going. I wouldn’t be able to do this on my own. I’m unemployed at the moment. I had been…
The End of The World
In a Costanza-esque cock-up I’ve managed to bungle my Fafsa for the summer. Instead of attending summer classes I’ve been job hunting and stressing about bills. It[‘s my own damn fault of course, so I feel bad for complaining that everything is falling apart. The big news for you few…
Luckiest Boy in The World
I really am the luckiest boy in the world. I’m almost tempted to leave it at that, because I cannot possibly come up with the words to describe how wonderful and amazing Chaos is. I’m such a sappy cheese-bucket when I think about her that this whole post will probably…
How do I beg?
I’ve learned a lot from porn over the years. I mean that. If you can look past the commodity that mainstream porn is trying to sell you, there is a lot of information about sex and eroticism to be gleaned. There is even more if you look at the work…
More Submissive than Straight
I’m writing a good deal about identity lately, just not here. Both my psych and sociology classes have me writing papers about my identity. When it comes to my sexual identity, I write about being straight, because that’s the simplest way to put it. I feel, however, that my straightness…
All Yours
My mouth is not my own. When you make love to me, I lose control of what I’m saying, what I’m thinking; all of my cleverness and verbosity flees my brain as if your fucking is a natural disaster. Which is not to say I do not mean what I…
Bad Blogger, No Cookie!
Fuck, I’m a bad blogger. I’ve had a whole lot going on in the last month (as you might expect since my last post was about my decision to lose my virginity.) I’ve done some relativity major life changes in this time and just not had the energy to tell…