Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Musings: Maybe I'm a slut

So I've started and stopped this blog a couple of times.  The recent lag in posts was actually because I was having a bit of fun (okay, more than a bit) and then a bunch of things got in the way.  But it did give me some time to reflect on what the blog was about.  The end result?  I'm going to start a series of posts that are tagged "Musings".  Just thoughts that I get form time to time or things I'm trying to work out.  The rest will be postings of my encounters that will focus on what I want to remember from them.  Could be the good stuff, could be the bad.

And I can't say that I'm writing solely for myself.  I love getting notes from people and love the camaraderie that I've seen so far with other bloggers.  Kinda throws a new light on things sometimes.  And it's that interaction with another person on a different level that's really intoxicating.  It could be that physical moment where you're inside someone shooting your load or it could be just reading a guy's post and finding some similarities and a flood of memories rush in your head.  I remember reading CoolTop's post about debating whether or not to use a book to "create" a scenario to reconnect with a guy and there was just something there that made me smile.  It was just a deep sense of recognition that was just as powerful as any high I could feel.

It's those connections that I value.  The ones from facebook are nice and kinda interesting to jump from friend to friend to see how many degrees of separation there are to a random celebrity, but I'm talking more of the connections in my mind that gets to that sense of deep recognition.  Or it's reading a guy and knowing what he wants and giving it to him...  hard.  Ha!

So, a couple of things that brought this on:

  1. I connected with a guy and he basically told me we hooked up before.  I pride myself on remembering every guy I've been with but I guess that's not the case anymore.  I really want to remember what made things special, so I'm going to write it down and keep the memories fresh.  Funny since one of my last posts was about the blond guy that didn't remember our past hookups.
  2. A fuck bud of mine stumbled onto my blog.  I was faced with the decision to either deny it was mine or come clean.  So I was trying to figure out why it was even an issue.  It was time to face up to the fact that I'm a slut.  So I think I need this blog to be honest about it so that I can get that dialogue (and many others) out of my head.
Thoughts are a bit jumbled, but really the point is: feel free to skip the musings posts if you want to read about the sex.  And I'll be focusing on what really made any encounter unique instead of a true play-by-play of what happens.

Cheers!

5 comments:

Upton King said...

It took me a long time to embrace my inner slut as well. I started keeping an Excel spreadsheet 4 years ago to track exactly how sexually active I have been. It has served as a great tool for me to reflect on just what I am doing with my time. March 15th will mark the four year anniversary. This year... there were big changes. So, I think we are in a constant state of flux - once a slut, not always a slut. Look forward to reading your blog. - Uptonking from Wonderland Burlesque

RB said...

If you can't remember a guy you hooked up with before that's a bad sign. I like the excel spreadsheet idea above. His day job must be accountant.

Tiger Milner said...

I know what you mean about the connection with other bloggers. That is why I love reading your posts. I really enjoy that you and I are doing something very similar, except yours is the point of view of a top while mine is the POV of a bottom. I always get some insight and love getting to read from that viewpoint. The mail from followers is inspiring and some of their input really is eye opening. I got some recently from a blind man who enjoys my writing and the sounds in my videos. The sounds. I was pleased with that feedback because I pay attention to the sounds, even when the sound is silence. I was at Slammers saturday night getting felt up in a dark room where I could not see and I could not help but think of that guy and how hot it would be to have sex with him knowing I didn't have to worry about what I looked like. I related to him in that I have been into blindfolded sex for a while, so I kind of get the sensory deprivation thing. I'd like to hook up with you and then read what we each post afterward and compare the interpretation of the experience. Hot idea, huh? lol. By the way, my blind bud fantasizes about being with an Asian man.

Bruce Chang said...

Hm... you guys aren't the first to mention Excel. I might just do it. Instead, I've been posting up drafts on here just to keep track. And I have 20 of them to go back and finish. Yeah, I know. And you're thinking "It took him 20 drafts to realize that he's a slut?" Ha!

@Tiger - You're on! If you're ever in LA, hit me up! And where's this blind bud you're talking about...? =)

Tiger Milner said...

You can pretty much count on hearing from me next time I'm in LA. I love the idea that it is a hookup that wouldn't even have been possible 20 years ago. Technology.
Oh, the blind guy is from central Arkansas. He's a little guy, 5'3", 120lbs, no body hair. Could be really hot, but not too convenient for you. lol
Loved your comment that it took 20 drafts for you to realize you were a slut. We need more sluts that are tops in the world. Go out, breed those bottoms. We need it. You need it. Yin and Yang.