I was in the bath that night. The first time I had an anal orgasm. Continue reading “Bathtub”
Getting back into the dating scene was a bit intimidating, but since my hunger for dick and pussy was stronger than my fear of rejection I jumped on OK Cupid. The app was nothing like it was a couple years ago – swipe culture infected it. I went ahead and purchased the premium subscription so I could see who liked me and who messaged me. Even as an ‘A-Lister’ my prospects were limited. Continue reading “Modern Romance, Pt 1”
Today was rough and easy.
I sold nothing. I ran hard.
Today I felt my body. I wept to feel it more. Continue reading “810”
He teased me mercilessly Continue reading “Alpha Channeling”
It’s the feeling I miss the most
the vulnerability of
earthquake and rain
It was one of those friendships that started out of mutual association.
A gnawing obligation
My aim is to no longer dream of my own destruction, for when I do I live in fear. And to live in fear is to stand still at the bottom of a Ferris wheel during a blood moon festival. To live in fear is to stand still at a November carnival. They come and go these opportunities to move. Yet year upon year I stay planted.