Of Collars and Cages

One of my Twitter followers pointed out that I’m not collared in my blog cover pic. “Aren’t you in a steel collar?” he asked. Yes, I usually am. I picked that photo because I liked it, and other than not having my collar on at that moment, I think it represents me well. I feelContinue reading “Of Collars and Cages”

You Could Swim in That

In the beginning, Tripp was impressed by how many times I could come in a day. It was not unusual for us to have sex two or three times per day, and my very reliable cock would rise to the occasion with startling rapidity. I could fuck him, get soft in his ass, then getContinue reading “You Could Swim in That”

Locked for Life

For most of my adult life, my dick (like most guys) was the center of my sexual universe. As a Top, I was very focused on my dick, using my dick, and having my dick pleased. I could be a very selfish top, which the boys I played with generally wanted. I tended to lookContinue reading “Locked for Life”

The Pandemic Dominance

Tripp and I have been dancing around truly becoming a D/s couple with me as the s. We’ve been slowly heading there over the last year, but things have moved quickly the last few weeks, and I have little doubt that the fact we are in lock down has played a major role. If there’sContinue reading “The Pandemic Dominance”

I’m calling Shenanigans

I read an article about the rise of the leather scene. The author claimed that gay men began wearing leather gear because it was “hyper-masculine” and a response to the view that gay men were effeminate. It argued it arose from motorcycle gangs and was meant to intimidate. Bullshit. It’s arguably masculine, but I don’tContinue reading “I’m calling Shenanigans”

New Boots

I’ve always wanted a pair of Paul Bond cowboy boots. I think they’re stunning, but they’re also expensive. I’ve looked at them and drooled over them for years. For whatever reason, the fates aligned and I happened to look on eBay and there they were; brand new, exactly as I would have designed them, myContinue reading “New Boots”

Trading Spaces

I’m the submissive partner (sexually) in our relationship, as readers are probably aware. I haven’t always been and my submissive role in my marriage is new(ish) and happened out of a need to recreate our marriage. However, I didn’t go from Dom to sub overnight. You can’t change who you are on a whim. I’veContinue reading “Trading Spaces”