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”

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”

Missing Sir

It’s been a little while since I’ve been able to see Sir, and it seems it will be a while yet until I can again. I miss feeling His power. I miss His scent. I miss His cock. I miss His come. But protecting Sir and my loved ones (and everyone else) is my numberContinue reading “Missing Sir”