Feeling great

Haven’t posted on here in a while, but I have to say that I’m feeling fantastic. In just over a week I’m off to teach at The International Ms. Leather contest in San Francisco. As I’ve said before, I’m not much of one for organized leather or for titles, but I feel genuinely honored that I’ve been regarded as cool enough to be able to teach at an event like this. This is a space that women have built for themselves, and I don’t take lightly the privilege that has has been afforded to me in allowing me to enter it.

On top of that my boy is going to be working the event and I’m going to get the chance to see him all decked out in his new dress clothes. As much of a slob as I am, I appreciate a dapper guy, and I think he’s going to be so fucking hot in his outfit. All the better to rumple it when I get him alone for a while.

We’ve also been adding in some more D/s into our interaction, so now I get emails with the header “Please Daddy, can I play?”. Which makes me grin and grope my hardening cock. It sounds like he’s going to be getting a lot of action, and that’s what he deserves. As for me, I’m pondering just what clothes to pack, especially now that I’ve lost a bunch of weight and have a wider range of options for my outfits. There’s definitely a few new gowns I’ve bought which will be fun to play in. One of the other reasons I’ve been feeling better lately – I feel like I’ve gradually connected with a community that allows me to explore al of the aspects of my self, including things like my interest in genderfuck. I present as pretty much male but there are a lot of kinds of dressing and play that make me want to change that up. For example – this picture has been a huge turn on for me from the first time that I saw it:

FRANK ZAPPA MOTHERS WOIIFT OUTER COVER e1301940874481 Feeling great

I love the looks on all of these guys and the thriftstore outfits, which to me don’t seem to be worn with any sort of smugness or homophobia, just a kind of matter-of-factness. Two months ago I was at a queer event in Connecticut, and had one of my new outfits on while I caned and beat my way through three scenes, each with very different types of folks. It felt like home. I’m hoping for more of the same at IMsL.


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