What’s the fucking point?

Glad you asked.

I’m tired of being a good boy. Or not being enough of a good boy.

I don’t want to have to hold myself back and pretend that normal sex and bland relationships are interesting.

I know there are guys for whom the dressing up thing works. And, there are so many of us it doesn’t work for. I look at a dude in a leather harness and nothing happens. It’s drag, but with leather. The guy is hot or not, it has nothing to do with how much dead cow and chrome he’s got on. Some dude in shiny pants and a weird nazi-looking cap telling me to lick his boots I just find annoying. Some hot guy in shorts getting me on my knees to worship his beautiful feet – I can see that.

Maybe this resonates with you. I want to explore power exchanges between men. Not the tying up, dressing up way it usually gets done, but really between men directly. As play, as life, as intensity.

I’m going to use myself as a guinea pig. I’m going to write jackoff material.

Stay with me.

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