You know, I wasn’t gonna say anything but it’s bugging me, so, fuck it. Not too long ago I learned that one of the biggest criticisms levied about my erotica stories in the anthologies they’ve been published in so far wasn’t so much about the actual content of those stories, but rather about me referring…
Look, I’m a fucking hairy queer. Always have been. My chest, legs, arms, belly, butt, all super hairy and for years that caused me a great deal of grief. Why? Unfortunately I had let passing pressure convince me that the only way for me to look, and be accepted, as trans was to constantly shave…
He messages me that he’s wet, hard, and horny. That he wants me to use him like the good little fucktoy that he is. My new fucktoy, if I want him to be. And I do. He wants me to ravage all of his holes. His mouth, his ass, his cunt. He wants me to…
So, I recently blogged about impotence and sexual dysfunction, and while I’m really happy with how the piece turned out overall I did want to explore it on a more personal level than that last write up really allowed for. Because impotence and performance anxiety struggles, for me at least, are really complicated things deeply…
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