Archive for the ‘Default’ Category
Shea Meier posted the following:
Here's what I will do:
Write honestly.
Write the characters I love, as human beings.
Tell the story that I meant to tell.
Do my best to make each voice authentic to the character I'm writing.Here's what I won't do:
Use my sexuality as an excuse to write what I write.
Let someone else erase my sexuality or gender as a way to discredit what I write.
Stop telling the stories I want to tell because someone insists that I'm not queer enough.
Other than having trouble writing the story that I wanted/intended to tell on the first go-round, I am happy to point at this and say 'Me too!' None of us would be sitting here, discussing this, if our antecedents sighed and gave up the second someone else told them they couldn't do whatever it was they were thinking of doing.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go write. I have a bunch of queer stories I really need to get finished some time before the turn of the century.
Next time someone trots some tired saw about how gay people shouldn't be allowed to marry for [whatever specious reasoning], smack them upside the head with this: lefties shouldn't be allowed to marry either! (Video at linked page.)
I've only written one thing for National Masturbation Month (to date, anyhow). Next month is Pride, and I have a couple ideas for it already, but… I'm kind of miffed with myself about having missed most of May.
Speaking of Pride, a local movie house is going to be showing Priscilla, Queen Of The Desert — I need to remember to get myself a ticket.
I'm not sure what I was trying to accomplish, with the silence, but it didn't work. So, I'll resume posting the random contents of my brain — you have been warned.
In fact, I'll start now: I stumbled across this site. One of the recurring themes of the site is 'OMG people do stuff with breast milk BESIDES feed it to small children! People do things like make cheese out of human breast milk! EW, how disGUSting! Ew, ew, EEEEW!"
Look, so I think that erotic lactation is an odd kink, but if it's your kink, go for it. Would I try human-breast-milk cheese? Yeah, actually, I would. Wanna know why? BECAUSE HUMANITY CONSUMES TONS OF COW'S-, GOAT'S-, and SHEEP'S-BREAST-MILK. EVERY DAY. (Also yak, camel, and various kinds of buffalo milks, too, I know.) Most people would probably think that drinking directly from the source is gross, but it's just milk. We survived for thousands of years on the fresh milk of herd livestock.
It's milk. Just because it comes out of a human doesn't make it dirty or wrong or disgusting. It's unusual, yes, but disgusting? No.
Or something like that.
So I'm shutting up.
I will see you later, but don't hold your breath or anything.
Oh, here's an important thing to know, though: I'm not dead! I've just been very busy with writing about Chris and Jesse.
I’m not a huge fan of them, either — there’s a picture that crops up on Tumblr from time to time of a young man with a half-inch flat-wash paintbrush handle in his ass, and every time I see it my reaction is ‘That is NOT how you use that brush!’ — but I can understand why it happens.
When you’re young, you use the sex toys you have to hand — markers, hair brushes, paint brushes.
Sometimes you still do, later, if you’re shy, if you don’t have a credit card, if you live with people who open your mail, if you’re broke… There are dozens of reasons that someone can’t get their hands on a real dildo.
Hell, I was in my late twenties before I bought my first real toy. I ordered it online, with a card linked to a private bank account (rather than the joint account I share with my mom), and the charge/packaging was all very discreet and innocuous.
I was STILL nervous/freaked out when it arrived. I’ve owned it for years (and I’ve been thinking about getting a new one), but I can remember how it felt to order it and to get it in the mail.
I’m extremely lucky, I know this. My mother is incredibly respectful of my privacy; she doesn’t go through my mail or drawers or online statements. I could buy myself a new toy and not have to worry about her finding out about it.
Not everyone has the luxury of that kind of privacy, though. They do what they can with what they have, and more power to them.
The word “slut”, to me, has never meant “a woman who enjoys sex”.
No, for whatever reason, my definition of “slut” has always been “someone who sleeps with anything that moves and has absolutely no taste”. I have NO IDEA how I arrived at that conclusion, either.
This post brought to you by Pasithee’s declaration that she’s a slut. (By her definition, yes; by mine, no.)
A very short video (just over one minute) of a cute boy masturbating. The cutest part to me, though, is the expression on his face when he’s getting ready to start and at the very end. He clearly feels like he’s getting away with something, and he loves it.
I don’t know about the sound, because I had to mute it, but it’s great even without aural accompaniment.
Also, I’m pretty sure that Max’s first ever wank-video is a lot like this one.
An alternative to Bound Gods/the rest of Kinks-R-Us! (Not that that network is bad, mind you, it’s just that the divisions are seriously specific and tend to not involve what I’m looking for.)
Anyhow. So. Here’s Spank This, a site focused solely on M/M spanking. Awesome. Now all I need is waxyboys.com for all my M/M wax-play needs and I’ll be set.