I am my obsession (obsession), my only obsession (obsession) who do I want me to be when I sleep with me.

August 31st, 2007

I’m feeling a bit weary and dull-headed as I write this but I’m in the middle of an insane weekend with Abigail. It’s indulging my appetite for extraordinary levels of extended sexual arousal grounded in bad behavior. And though I know all that - the generality about myself I am learning new specifics. Such as […]

TDI : The “Tease-Denial-Intoxication” Fetish

March 10th, 2007

It’s been about a month now since I last came. Neither I nor Abigail are sure of the exact date but it was most likely sometime in the beginning of February. It started without any negotiation it was more that I happened not have cum for a few days and she suggested extending it.
I’ve always […]

Directed Drinking is Definitely Dirty

February 10th, 2007

I don’t think the term Forced Intoxication works here because it’s not truly forced. How can it be by phone? It’s more manipulation, encouragement, and as I said direction.Considering I’ve had intense ‘bad’ fantasies since puberty it should be stated that my fascination with, indeed even my awareness of forced intoxication on goes back I […]

A Final Posting For Now Perhaps

December 8th, 2006

At most I slept for three hours. I awoke painfully hard. The delicious torture of cialis is that you can feel asexual and yet sport an iron hard erection which coaxes you like an evil spirit to take up once again your lubricant and begin to stroke. And so I did.
I do not know that […]

My Guidelines for Behaviour - a draft

November 1st, 2006

Golden Rules

1.Abigail’s requirements take precedence over all other life requirements
2.The requirements of your employment which finances your relationship with Abigail are next
3.Everything else – family, friends etc. - come after Abigail, and after your work.

Behavioural Rules
Complex Truth About You #1:
Your relationship to Sexual Arousal is that of a Degenerate Drug Addict
In your past your compulsion […]

Ode to The Soccer Girl What I Saw Not Long Ago

October 25th, 2006

I saw a soccer girl, around eighteen or nineteen, who was so attractive I had to laugh and shake my head. I saw three other men, probably fathers, the pervs, grinning to themselves.
Looking at her, I was thinking, oh come on, I’m just trying to walk my dog through the park like I always do […]

Mornings like this remind me of how fucked up I am psychologically

October 9th, 2006

I woke up this morning feeling unspeakably horny, on my side slightly face down grinding. After several days of limited desire suddenly I was drowning in it. And today I hated it.  I really wanted it to go away. I didn’t have anything urgent to do today. I’d returned to a home alone so could […]

Happy Birthday to Me

September 19th, 2006

Abigail’s present to me was to give me free reign to masturbate during an entire weekend and to be allowed to cum when I felt like it.
Me being me ended up not coming because I love/hate the idea of love/hating the fact that I wanted so badly to cum and yet wanted more, I suppose, […]

Dirty Weekend of Tease and Denial and Compulsive Masturbation

September 4th, 2006

I don’t know if this weekend the relationship moved somewhat to a different place or it was just a long weekend vacation for a pervert. Either way it was extremely intense.
I’m speculating as to what happened in the immediate lead up to this but perhaps I got very horny on Friday and it showed in […]

The Urge to Stroke My Cock is Unrelenting

August 30th, 2006

The urge to stroke is consuming me. I want to talk to Abigail so I can stroke. I want to return to a home alone so I can stroke. I want to be allowed to stay up all night so I can stroke. I’d love to be required to stroke in the morning if only […]

My TeddyBear’s Name is Lex (which rhymes with Phone Sex) and is Made of Hot Rubber

July 26th, 2006

It’s vaguely disturbing to report that warming and cuddling Lex, the large black rubber cock, has already become normal.
When I go to clean my teeth I turn on the faucet on the second sink and let it run, and as I’m brushing I dip my fingers into the stream to see if it’s hot. When […]