Memento Mori

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Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Don't Deliver Her from Bondage... or Self-Exploration in Three Parts

This next post deals with sex.
There are no names.
I am the only one involved.
Nothing is implied if it isn't stated.


I'm sitting on my bed and I'm wide awake. It's just past midnight and I need to get up in seven and a half hours to get ready to go to work. For some reason the neighbours above me have their TV on full blast and all I can hear are the voices of infomercials. Yes I realize that its late, but it isn't late enough to be hocking your slap chop or Snuggies made out of Sham-WoW's. [by the way, I made that up, yes I did.] Perhaps the sounds I'm hearing are not the TV at all, instead just the fuzzy din of the TV inside my head. I suppose it could be worse, the could be having sex.

My neighbours like to have loud sex that annoys the fuck out of me. [no pun intended] I usually don't hear it until she's gasping for air and repeating the porno sounds she hears on that loud TV. You don't hear her partner at all and you don't hear any form of banging proceeding it. Sometimes I wonder if she's just making it up. When it goes on a little longer than I am comfortable with, I scramble to turn on music from my laptop to drown out the mechanical sounds of what has to be a boring sex life.

I've been thinking about sex a lot lately which doesn't surprise me but instead of thinking about cock in my mouth, I'm thinking about where I fit into the world of roles and role playing. Seeking answers about my sexuality and asking about a million questions to no one in particular.

Let's look at the facts shall we? I'm bisexual but have never been in a relationship with a woman. My first touch of a woman's tongue on mine was enough to convince me that oh hell yeah, I liked the girls too. [she was a cute little punk rock girl with a tongue stud and hips to die for.] Fact #2 - I like the cock as well. It wasn't until I got into my late 20's that I realized exactly how much of a sexual person I was and just how enjoyable that sex could be. Fact #3 - I'm also a rape survivor and that there is enough said. I think that those three things are the constants and things that shape aspects of my sexuality, everyone's really. Those are the basics.

-End of Part I-



2 comments:

  1. Racy, intimate, honest. Very, very good.

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  2. Fabulous introspection, but I would deem it as a creative act, since the quality of storytelling in this piece requires so.

    In the conventional, as all societies are, there is heavy presence of fake identities that try to unify us and abolish all our uniqueness. The individuals struggle more, because their potentials are unlimited. The last bastion of freedom , our sensual world, our fantasies, when fully explored and experienced, are the most liberating transcending elevation to that endangered spirit.

    You are gorgeous.

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