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Ebbs and flows
Read moreOn Thanksgiving, I have much to be thankful for. But this post isn’t so much about those things.
Jeffrey toobin
Read moreI feel some – but only a little – empathy for Jeffrey Toobin.
Meditation, sex addiction, narcissism
Read moreI haven’t missed a day of meditation in over two years. Today, I found myself lost in my sex addiction and narcissism.
I’m such a sap
Read moreI never used to cry, but now, I dry at the drop of the hat. Here’s what’s made me cry the last couple of days.
Why do you submit to me?
Read moreWhy you submit to me, what motivates your submission, drives my pleasure.
Dominance, submission, and safety
Read moreI use dominance and submission to achieve an elusive sense of safety.
Just an omnipotent, narcissistic fantasy
Read moreI imagine myself at the center of everyone’s decision-making. This makes me vitally important. And profoundly vulnerable.
Narcissism
Read moreAnthony Weiner, Charlie Sheen, Donald Trump, and me.
Sipping ivy
Read moreI want to go down on Ivy. Seriously.
Narcissistic gratification (hello, san jose!)
Read moreI’m not a writer. But I sure do like when people read my writing.
Covid schadenfreude
Read moreI’m not always proud of my thoughts and feelings. Some of them are disgusting.
Goodbye (?) to marina
Read moreImpermanence is the one constant. And Marina has reminded me of this.
Arrival – and departure
Read moreI’m learning how to take care of myself when Marina leaves, and when she returns. Her presence is delicious; her absence can be torture.
What causes me to be embarrassed?
Read moreI blush with embarrassment when I make you laugh.
The perils of perversion
Read morePerversion curses those who suffer it to a brutally masochistic fugue of repetition and hurt.
Postcards from the edge
Read moreDidja ever get a blank postcard?
I’m a dominant male sex blogger
Read moreI am a dominant male sex blogger. I am polite, respectful, and demanding. Get to know me.
How my brain works
Read moreI’m hungry. And more than what you feed me, or how often, what matters is HOW you feed me.
Marina’s friends – and where we are
Read moreIn which I invite the caring concern of Marina’s friends for her well-being.
Boundaries
Read moreMarina finally sets a boundary, and I’m relieved.
