There is a lightness, a quickening, a wonderful buzzing that even small crush connections can bring.
I love them even if they are short-lived, a fleeting moment that flares, then disappears as quickly as it started. And most of them are just that: a flurry of interest that hits a peak and then fades quietly away.
That doesn’t diminish the pleasure I get from them. They wake up my synapses in delightful ways, stirring up parts of me that are often dormant, reminding me that all that fire and heat is still there just waiting to be activated, and I … Continue Reading “Crush connections”
I *really* wish that I enjoyed casual playthings because I think that would open up some very interesting opportunities…
I’m defining a ‘casual plaything’ as a boy who is attractive, fun, appealing, and temporary. Someone with whom a long term relationship isn’t possible for whatever reason, a short term fling who I would primarily treat like a treasured toy for a time.
Sounds great, right?
But it’s not. I can’t.
For the most part, I am either interested enough in someone to WANT them (I mean WANT in all senses of the word: physically, … Continue Reading “Playthings”
I love reading your play stories, although sometimes I think the level of violence would overwhelm me in reality. I’ve been boxing and fighting since I was young, but I don’t know how I could handle real pain in a sexual context.
Love your commitment to fitness and the whole “mens sano in corpore sano” thing. I think I’m young for you but – would you ever consider a 24 year old?