F is for Floating

Helena and I escaped to rural Wales for a couple of days to a little Airbnb with a hot tub. Being who we are, clearly this was an opportunity for naughty shenanigans.

I realise Sinful Sunday is about the single image, so I picked the one below, but I couldn’t really narrow it down easily, so I’ve popped a gallery below it …

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On Fucking and Being Fucked

I’ve been trying to write something like an Origin post for this blog – who I am, my relevant life experiences, how I discovered my queerness to where I am now, what I hope and want for the future, and some commentary on what happens on that road. This isn’t that. Not completely anyway…

This is the bit where I get fucked with a real cock for the first time.

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Kink of the Week – Men in Panties

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I got up at the first buzz of the alarm this morning, rather than snoozing 4, or 5, or 6 times. You’ve done this for me more times than I can remember, and I’ve loved it, every single fucking time, but it’s never felt like a thing I could do for you. My body – men’s bodies – just aren’t made for this kind of sexy play. It feels different today. I can do this for you, and I know you’re going to love it, and I feel a new confidence in myself.

My body is sexy, not because of its youth, or its finely chiselled contours (because it has neither), but because I love you with it, with every inch of it, and you love it. That is the only acceptance I need. The same patriarchy that tells you that you’re not good enough also tells me that I can’t look at myself that way at all. Fuck. That. Shit. Continue reading Kink of the Week – Men in Panties