The first scene of the weekend had been partially spontaneous. This one was completely spontaneous.
Anon has a small alcove in his room, where his bed fits perfectly, with just enough room on each side for lube, my hitachi, a book, all that good stuff.  And at the bottom corners of the alcove, as well as [...]

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And amazingly, it was not the weekend of Winter Fire!
Despite being at a kink event and floating in and out of  D/s head space, the boy and I were more boyfriend/girlfriend during WF, rather than Mistress/boy. This is not a bad thing, of course. Head spaces change. But the next weekend, in Philly, we played [...]

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Hit them
Kicked them
Slapped them
Squeezed them
Pinched them
Twisted them
Put them in my mouth
Attached weights to them
Tied them up
Poked them
Kneed them
Used them as a pillow (Yes. I have. They’re that big)
Buttered them
Dipped them in coffee
Thoroughly washed them
Dipped them in sour cream
Held them while sleeping/watching TV/Driving in the car
Watched him accidentally flash half of 7th ave/24th St with them
Dragged [...]

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Pick up scenes are what I call those lovely little scenes at summer camp that just sort of happen. They tend to organically grow out of the situations, because it is such a free environment.
For example, while hanging out on the porch of my cabin, Horns (Anon’s other girlfriend) and I were talking about slapping, [...]

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This is unfinished. I started it months ago, and its been languishing for a while…I’ll probably never finish it, but I like it, and want to share it. So there you go.
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A fantasy. Me, a man, who’s identity isn’t important really, but sometimes to give him a face, it could be Wolverine, from the X-Men. [...]

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