Sad News

This morning, while I was at the hospital, PapaSmurf called to tell me that His nudette had passed away during the night.  Its been almost ten hours and I'm still in shock.  I just talked to her, and... my heart breaks for PapaSmurf and their children.   

Moment of Silence

I have no words, only prayers for the families affected by this tragedy.  

Peek a boo! I see me!

I know how this feels, every time I meet someone that I really like and have to reveal about my condition. Or I meet a vanilla guy that I like and I want to share parts of my kinky side with him.  Normally talking about these things will make me a nervous wreck, but this video clip makes me laugh!  I have definitely played out my share of conversations in my head - although I'm not as creative (in their responses) as Dexter.

I'm not sure if it is the product of my experiences or a certain level of maturity I am reaching... but I'm not so worried with revealing 'my secret' as I used to be.  Either the person will accept me or not, and then that's that.  It doesn't mean that I can't accept myself just because he can't deal.  I don't want to be subject to the whim of those I meet anymore, it doesn't change who I am or what I have to offer.  

I'm far from perfect, but there are a lot more people out there who are much more messed up than I am.  And for today, that's enough for me.

Becoming His

You will know pain. 


You will know pleasure. 


You will scream, moan and whimper. You may cry. You will surrender total control. You will be stripped bare; emotionally, mentally and physically. You will be free and you will fall to pieces. And in these arms, you will find safety. I will guide you, push you and break you. 


Then I will hold you as you tremble, and gather every single piece.

The desire to claim you, in every way. The gift you give freely as you lay your body at my altar. I accept it, embrace it and honor it. With every strike, every bite, every rough thrust of my hips. When sheathed within your slick walls that tightens around me and pull me in deeper. Just as you reach your precipice my hands instinctively wrap around your throat. Because I am not tender, I am not sweet, I am not a man who will bow to you. I am the one who hungers for you on a primitive level and the beast within me accepts your precious gift. Using you to my pleasure yet needing more. I tighten my grip on your throat as I gaze into your eyes… because I need to be the very air you breathe.

Both are by Feral Deviant on tumblr

Do Bad Things

When you came in the air went out. 

And every shadow filled up with doubt. 

I don't know who you think you are, 

But before the night is through, 

I wanna do bad things with you.

- Sung by Jace Everett

I have had this song in my head for almost a week!  I know that it is the theme for True Blood, but when I'm hearing it in my head it isn't about the show...  


I think if my hormones/fantasies had an official theme song, this would be it.  This has to be the sexiest songs out right now...  Especially in this summer heat...