Desultory and Impulsive

...and I see her
You know?

And I am wanting to sit next to her

Shoulders and arms touching
The length of our thighs
Touching

Pressed so hard against each other
That
If we were
To somehow trip sitting
We would melt together
Into a sobbing embrace
Of never letting go.

And the people in her life
And the people in my life
Would come up to us and say--
"you know... there's plenty of space. you don't have to sit so close together."

And she would say to them
And I would say to them

"Nope
I'm fine."

And we would sit there
Always touching
Feeling the rise
And fall
Of each other's breath
The warmth
Of each others body

And if I allow my thoughts
To let me get closer to her
I can smell the soft curve of her neck
Hidden below her hair

And for a minute
I would know
What it would feel like
Falling asleep
With her
So close to me.
 
Laying there
In picture

Her digital image
Frozen cold

Not like how I know her

A facsimile
Of what my eye remembers


I look out the window
Beyond the cat
Sunning on the sill

It is getting green out
A beautiful green
On the way of becoming lush

I know once I go out there
Once I stop writing this
--and put this down
And step outside

She will be there

In my head

Always front and to my right
Where if I reach my hand out in thought
I can touch her

And she'll reach her hand back
And mine will slide down her arm
Until our fingers meet.


It's an imagination
You know?

But it's always with me
She is always with me.
 
I've a HUGE dislike of that word though. "Dom"

Ugh... *shudder*

Sadist is mildly better. But even then.

Such terminology comes saddled with preconceived imagery and baggage that I do not necessarily wish to be seen as--or a part of.
 
I've a HUGE dislike of that word though. "Dom"

Ugh... *shudder*

Sadist is mildly better. But even then.

Such terminology comes saddled with preconceived imagery and baggage that I do not necessarily wish to be seen as--or a part of.

i often think about identifying as submissive but then in my work i am encompassed by so much more (i.e., construction project management - so fairly Dominant in my role - especially because architects are often idiots... but that's neither here nor there) and i think it is often more than just being a Dom and sub it is about the relationship with the other person and the connection that one forms and sooo there are just so many people that identify as either Dom or sub but then the identity doesn't match someone's expectations and it's just ugh

but these are just my thoughts and i am pretty certain i've rambled on enough but i've got some thoughts on this
 
i often think about identifying as submissive but then in my work i am encompassed by so much more (i.e., construction project management - so fairly Dominant in my role - especially because architects are often idiots... but that's neither here nor there) and i think it is often more than just being a Dom and sub it is about the relationship with the other person and the connection that one forms and sooo there are just so many people that identify as either Dom or sub but then the identity doesn't match someone's expectations and it's just ugh

but these are just my thoughts and i am pretty certain i've rambled on enough but i've got some thoughts on this

Engineers and architects... incredibly fucking dumb for being such unbelievably intelligent individuals. The assholes still get the accolades after the trades reconfigure all their bullshit on the fly to make it work.
 
Funny. I was thinking about becoming a professional Domme, too, even though I’m a sub.
Dommes make way more money.

Women got it fucking made with regards to doing it professionally. And I think it's fucking awesome. Lot of powerful wealthy guys out there wanting to be put into place.


I was thinking about my rates.

I know it sounds dumb for a guy to charge. Because shit... go on fetlife and find a guy for free. Right?

And that's exactly why I would charge. Because I'm not one of those guys. I'm not desperate. And goddamnit I have something honest to give and my time is fucking valuable. And I want to provide something valuable back.

In my daydreaming about this I came up with the going rate of $100 for 3 one hour sessions. The 1st hour would be spent establishing a rapport with the client. In person discussion of boundaries and expectations. Moving on to mild over the clothes type stuff. Caressing of face, soft hair pulling.

2nd session would be my stripping down of her. Physically for certain. During this session I'd get a feel for her emotions. Study every aspect of her. Become more physical. By the end of it she'd definitely have an idea of my strength

3rd session would be my breaking of her. How I would actually go about doing it... I cannot say. But I can tell you this. I would feel broken by the end of it as well

Why you might ask?

Because for me it's not about sex. It's about being compassionately human and to see the pain that I feel come back to me through them knowing that when it does; with it, comes the pain that brought them to see me in the first place. And they leave feeling a better person.
 
One of the dumbest goddamn things is to sit here with a wanting to write but not the desire to actually do it.


I should find something better to do.
 
What should I get my mom for mother's day?

I'm kind of a shitty son.

I actually feel bad for her because I know I'm in good company with my 2 older brothers.

She should have had a daughter somewhere in the mix.

Daughters (women) are more thoughtful.

My mom deserves a daughter. I've always felt like I was thrown in that position. Being the youngest and all. My 2 older brothers could go on doing older brother things where as I; the baby, was positioned to having to be more mindful of actions and feelings. The adorable little brother. The youngest son. Not planned... but isn't he cute!?!


So... yeah. What does a surprise get his mother for mother's day?
 
My thoughts are on your hair

How it is styled
How it is when it is pulled back
Into a ponytail

Fabric
And elastic
Looped around
Hair pulled through

I'm wondering how the color is growing out

--and how it would have looked
Would have felt
Falling
Between my fingers

Silk smooth
And fine

Like satin fabric
Falling across
The warmth of the sun

And I imagine this
And imagine looking at you
Your face
Your eyes and your lips
Against the backdrop of your hair

Framing you
Direct your voice
In such a way
Where only my ears
Could hear it.


And so
I guess
What I am really saying
When I say
That I am thinking of your hair--

Is that I am thinking of you.




All of you.
 
I really hate those days when masturbating only leads to more masturbating throughout the day. I really thought I'd be done with this nonsense at this point in my life. But apparently I'm not.
 
In My Defense!

My cycle is this...

I feel like masturbating!
*dick in hand. looks at porn*


Meh... *turns off porn. Dick in hand. Thinks erotic scenarios. Fixates on one. Builds story. Becomes entertained by story. Story diverges one way. Gets good. Gets really good. Edges... circles back to divergent point. Takes other way. Gets good but maybe not as good. Goes back to where it was good. Edges... edges... edges... feels it is time to cum. Contemplates where and how. Decides "fuck it" blows load on stomach/chest. Immediately wishes had chosen floor as cum is superbly difficult and annoying to wipe out of chest hair. And gets cold fast. Bliss subsides. Feelings of failing loser sets in. Pulls pants up. Pulls shirt down. Sits on edge of bed. Day resumes. 2hr later... "but maybe she..." enters head. "Fuck... that would then change her feelings! And what if she knew you were watching but continued anyway?"

And if she did... then I guess I'm going to have figure the rest of this story out with my dick in my hand:rolleyes:
 
My cycle is this...

I feel like masturbating!
*dick in hand. looks at porn*


Meh... *turns off porn. Dick in hand. Thinks erotic scenarios. Fixates on one. Builds story. Becomes entertained by story. Story diverges one way. Gets good. Gets really good. Edges... circles back to divergent point. Takes other way. Gets good but maybe not as good. Goes back to where it was good. Edges... edges... edges... feels it is time to cum. Contemplates where and how. Decides "fuck it" blows load on stomach/chest. Immediately wishes had chosen floor as cum is superbly difficult and annoying to wipe out of chest hair. And gets cold fast. Bliss subsides. Feelings of failing loser sets in. Pulls pants up. Pulls shirt down. Sits on edge of bed. Day resumes. 2hr later... "but maybe she..." enters head. "Fuck... that would then change her feelings! And what if she knew you were watching but continued anyway?"

And if she did... then I guess I'm going to have figure the rest of this story out with my dick in my hand:rolleyes:

I'm with you there, and I'm interested in finishing you off.
 
Take your pick

Well... between you, me, and everyone lurking along, I think it would be an all out riot to fuck a guy in the ass while twisty double-fisting his cock like I was churning butter. Edging him along with my own orgasm until finally blowing my load in him a split second before getting him to blow his own load. It'd be like a great ejaculatory relay.
 
In other news...

Cum gargling and the showing of cum in a woman's mouth before she swallows the load is a trend in porn that needs to just go away already.

Yes there are some gonzo situations where it's just part of the moment. Sure.

But in all other situations it comes off as stupid.
 
Well... between you, me, and everyone lurking along, I think it would be an all out riot to fuck a guy in the ass while twisty double-fisting his cock like I was churning butter. Edging him along with my own orgasm until finally blowing my load in him a split second before getting him to blow his own load. It'd be like a great ejaculatory relay.

"...an ejaculatory relay"- i enjoy this image.
 
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