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No longer Bored

After a miraculous sexual abstinence for almost 14 days, I got fucked last night.

Joe is straight-curious, he was super easy going, HOT, and provided what my body was craving for… some well-deserved passionate fuck!

Despite the fact he cummed relatively fast ’cause I’m pretty tight, I had a good time. Not only he had the body and dick, but also a fun personality.

And speaking of great personalities I skipped meeting Anthony the other day out of laziness (he wanted to go to a bar and clubbing, instead of just fucking, while I worked that day and had to work the next day again,) but also because I liked him.

And that should be a good thing, but he was in town only visiting… 

That reminded of my story with Justin (he was also in town visiting, and after much insistence I met him only to fall for him and never see him again #FML) and I didn’t want to repeat that. I no longer want to miss anyone!

In short, not having sex for almost 2 weeks made my blog more human, but also everything too slow, which makes me bored.

And boredom is another state I can’t allow myself to feel.

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Bottoms

Before enjoying dick, I was a top and enjoyed (still do) ass.

This month I met Bastien and he took my penis out of retirement. However, I haven’t use it on any one else because unlike my bum, my penis is monogamous. 

This week I’ve been approached by two bottoms, and chances are I meet one tonight. You know, life is too short and you cannot just refuse a hot bubble butt.

Anyhow, I’ve forgotten for a moment that Montreal is bottoms city. 

No wonder I had a happier past.

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Death of a Kinkster

I was reading this article online about the death of an Australian gay dude who was living a “slave & master” relationship with his American lover.

You know, the gay world is more than same-sex intercourse; it’s very complex, full of labels, cliches and subcultures.

Stuff I personally avoid, because I love my uncomplicated life.

That said, when the gays see a fellow homosexual in the public sphere, they plug them into the dumb taxonomy the community has made for itself. 

We have our own stereotypes for each other, and they’re much more specific than you can ever imagine. They may not be very familiar to the world at large, but they are certainly familiar to the brothers in butt fucking.

Twinks, twunks, bears, otters, jocks, daddy, daddy chaser, pup, wolfs, cubs, chubs, circuit boys, gipsters, bulls, gym bunnies, gay-listers, show queens, queers, art fags, and so on.

It’s pretty exhausting and those are a mix of labels and subcultures. 

Although I’m not into “the scene,” I’m familiar with all this stuff because I worked in gay XXX for many years and I’ve seen all sort of things.

All that to say that I was sad and frustrated to read the story of this “pup,” (Jack Chapman) who died after injecting silicone in his genitals to enlarge the organ to grotesque proportions. But the thing is that Jack lived a “slave” lifestyle…

Perhaps for “fun,” but probably out of fear!

The circumstances surrounding Jack’s death have turned the spotlight on Dylan Hafertepen, Jack’s “master,” and the psychological abuse he allegedly endured along with a last-minute revision of a will.

The Australian News program The Project recently took a deep dive into this story.

It’s intense:

The Stranger‘s Daniel Villarreal took an even deeper dive, and once you’ve finished watching the above videos, and you want to learn more, you can check it out here.

Writes Villarreal: “The Seattle Police Department, when asked on October 30 if they are investigating Hafertepen, said: ‘The Seattle Police Department and King County Medical Examiner’s Office have reviewed the medical file related to this death, as well as concerns from the community. There is no criminal investigation at this time.’ Despite that, Hafertepen remains a much-discussed figure among a subset of the gay fetish community. Chapman’s death all but guarantees that his renown will turn to infamy.”

Okay…

I’m totally open to whatever makes you happy, but this is clearly abuse!

How does he not meet the criteria of an abused spouse? If the victim was a straight woman with a male “master” there would be a criminal investigation.

I guess it’s harder for some to see him that way due to his size and sex. But being banned from talking to family and required to sign a contract submitting to body modification? And let’s not forget about that suspicious will.

There are some kinds of consent that people cannot legally give, and here’s a great example. To me, this was a psychotic abuse masquerading as BDSM.

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2 Hours

Well this is very unusual so I have to write it down…

Usually my “dates” are great. Hot guys, fun/ok personalities and overall charming.

Last night I met Liam, and sadly, he was my first exception… (Surprising, considering two of my ex fuckfriends are Americans).

He was not bad looking but he was bigger than his pictures (I don’t mind a bit chubby but he was beyond that). His personality was also a bit too extra for my taste. But what turned me off, however, is the fact he stank! Omg what the fuck?

There’s nothing I hate more than bad smells.

I tried to stay in control and polite as possible talking about random stuff avoiding any approach, and then, when he suggested sex I kept it chill and said “I just met you…” (meaning I don’t fuck someone I just met, which is totally bullshit but, ugh!)

He got the message and I hope I didn’t look like a jerk but seriously, I didn’t care if I did. My hygienic body didn’t deserve that, not even for any amount of money.

And speaking of money… I have this other guy (Nick) whose fetish is to be a sugar daddy. Well, Nick is being after my old bones for some time and last night he sent me this totally random message…

I was like okay…

He works for a pharmacological firm and apparently he can afford his fetish, which is hot but what? Humans are weird. And this new generation a bit too much.

I swear, listening to Liam’s stories last night I could see how social media is affecting them, how dependent they are of it to move around. The need for acceptance, to belong and to stalk others lives. They can’t just form their own personality, but instead become a copy & paste of each other.

Anyhow, he got me tired, and despite that I couldn’t sleep.

I slept close to 2 hours, the same amount of time I gave to Liam to kill my boner last night.

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Thirst Tweets

I loved Troye Sivan before he got big. One of my exes (David) hated him because I found him cute. Now he’s famous, hotter and below he’s readings the thirstiest of Thirst Tweets from fans.

RACY! Bitches are truly thirsty but I don’t blame them.

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Overthinking

Bastien wants to go on a real date, he seems interested in getting to know me when we are not fucking. And sounds cool to me. However, I don’t fully trust him in that area.

He’s no angel and that turns me on. Yet it makes me insecure.

Anyhow, I’m overthinking now and that means one thing: I need sex! 

Happy hump day! 

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Speaking Of Porn Stars…

I woke up super early on Sunday, and instead of having breakfast (as I usually do) I took my ass to the gym and squatted for dear life.

Although I keep my body active I’ve been skipping weights way too much. So had a very conscious and satisfying workout. As satisfying as my date last night…

Bastien is his name and we finally met after a previous failed attempt.

Physically, Bastien is not the typical type of guy I date or fuck with.

He’s a bit shorter than I and he’s skinny (but proportionate). In fact, he looks like a bottom… A dream bottom any top would love to fuck because he has a BEAUTIFUL bubble butt. However, Bastien is versatile and he also has a HUGE cock.

In other words this guy is a pleasure to do!

And pleasure we had… So much, that we flip flop (fuck each other) last night. 

Since I turned into a full-time bottom I haven’t had the need to use my penis, but Bastien is so delicious that it was impossible to not buried my face and my dick deep in him.

We fucked like champs, and we had great chemistry beyond the sheets. Actually he asked me if I’d like to go on a real date soon. Obviously I said yes because I’m always down to anything fun, specially when the other person seems also into me.

He called me “joli” (pretty) the whole night making me feel uncomfortable from times. I just don’t take compliments well.

On my side I just told him how fantastic he was because he’s a fantasy come true.

And we have many fantasies ahead to do.

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