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veins

My spouse was reading the sex graffiti post, and he liked it.  “Do you think the scissor dick looks spooky?”  I asked. “No…” he said.  He said he liked my theory of the dick being about personal pain, not to brag about, love, or fuck with. “Halos?” he asked. “Halos, yeah.  Like a circle on

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hair

“Wait a second,” my spouse said.  We were naked in bed.  “I have a hair caught.” He reached down to his package to move around some bodily materials. “You have a pubic hair stuck in a crease of your parts?” I asked. “Yeah,” he said.  “It’s better now.” pet “Your bush is huge right now!”

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what I learned

I was looking through my old journal as I got ready to transition to a new journal.  I found this list of reasons not to be close to the man I loved.  Amazing, what I’ve learned.  “Wait, when did I write this?” I wondered. The part that surprised me the most was the quiet “he

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art theory

fat sex

I saw this meme and loved it.  Fat sex is my life.  Disabled sex is my life also.  I might be too fat to sit on anyone’s lap like this.  But I relate to the lovers on the couch. Many people like to see themselves accurately portrayed in art and media, and I imagine how

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being vulnerable

I like being vulnerable.  It’s my favorite thing to do.  Being vulnerable to people who don’t want that is no good.  But being vulnerable with people who want that from me and will be vulnerable in response–that’s what I live for. It’s why I write, why I love, and my whole deal.  Activism, ritual, support

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art theory

dream of the fisherman’s wife

This image, Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife by Hokusai, makes me think of a man I loved long ago.  Somehow I mentioned to him I like pictures of an octopus doing it with a person. Who wouldn’t think this was hot?  Am I a pervert?  Well, if so, yes.  I will be a pervert. This

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sex graffiti

I was taking a morning walk with my spouse and saw some sex graffiti.  I felt excited because I love street art, and it’s somewhat lacking in our neighborhood. This art seemed childish.  I laughed and showed my spouse.  “Look at the scissor dick,” I said. If you’re not sure that’s a dick, there’s a

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sex dream

I had a sex dream: I was hanging out with these people in a space that was outdoors but sheltered, with furniture.  Like a messy patio–maybe an art yard at a university.  A place where cool kids might smoke cigarettes and eat their lunch, but we were older than usual students. It was nighttime.  We

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shirt

“Don’t get cum on my shirt,” I said.  “I just put it on.  Is your dick dribbling?” He was naked after we had sex, and I suspected his dick was leaking a few last drops of semen. I remember when I was a teenager, coming home from being out, checking for cum on my clothing. 

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wishing

This morning I had a headache and was hearing voices more than usual.  I was lying in bed, and I felt like I could sleep.  So I put on my cpap mask and turned onto my side, feeling cozy.  Then my mind did something I need it to stop doing.  I thought of the man

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