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Another Friday Night
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Another Friday Night Not like all the rest, this one's the 13th... FWIW How many of us are going to be alone tonight, here, possibly. How many wish they had that elusive FWB or couple that they play with? Or the partner with whom they do everything, or my favorite, a wonderful, intimate friend with whom I can be entirely myself? How many will click and click instead of fuck and suck? I'll be out teaching, then back to hover and look for that perfect, but unlikely match. The facts bear out one fact - there are a lot of people looking, not too many people fulfilling. We have to be careful... we have to be decent... we have to be respectful... all the while wanting to let our animals free. Somewhere inside the confusions over what we're doing here, are our selves. We know one thing in the world for sure... 'I am' - really, some of us go over the deep end and even question that. Questioning what it means is enough for me, and I do know that I am. What do I want? I want generally the same thing we all want here -- to feel great, to express myself, to let the animal growl and possess, and to feel those rushes of emotion, of chemicals, of fluids that come of this letting go. Sadly, there is a lot of accessorization that happens... tools and implements and toys and creams and vestments and cuffs and crops and such. This might be related to capitalism and how it removes the spirit from holidays, the ripeness from fruit, the thrill of want, and too often plain humanity. These tools divert us sometimes. I'm not against them, but I want there to be an underlying passion before employing them. I don't want to come into a room full of bells and whistles any more than I want to have every piece of media equipment clogging up my simple living room. We want to fuck, to suck, to taste, to thirst for, to hunger for another, to feel that pressure squeezing us tight, holding us sure and eliciting surprising reactions, sensations we don't feel enough, the interreaction of two (or more) people completely absorbed in each other's pleasure, each dominating in some way, each receiving the thrill of being dominated in another, and each submitting to the pleasure. Submitting is a kind of dominance, over one's control. Dominance is a kind of submission, to one's fear of going too far.  Maybe we will all get there. Some may already be there. While some use this place as a tool, some are here because we don't do the other necessary activities to find partners in our play. We don't bar hop, sign up for clubs, troll grocery stores, or take classes, or go to church to meet others... we just don't for a variety of reasons. As always, it would be lovely to hear others' views. Keep in mind, there is a permanent state of imbalance - far more men who will shove their cock in anything that moves, than women who will welcome any old attention. Some think its human nature. I just think we're trained to be that way, knowing I rose above and out of that nutty belief myself, to a higher sense of self and confidence. Ta ta! WWW |
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Come on all you bananas! What d'ya think? Huh? Huh? Eager to hear your thoughts! 
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I'm available for those who need nothing too! 
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True... THIS place, is an interesting - occasionally erotic and titillating - diversion. My home turf includes millions of willing partners. The challenge is to find - one of them - in one of those grocery stores or churches or clubs you referred to. Damn.. ya think I'll have time to hit them all in one night? 🤔 Or should I just stand next to oriental spices and look confused... hoping for a playful and helping hand? I'll give it a shot! 👍 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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