I am, according to uwr system, bi-curious: but I
would prefer the appellatio 'færy',as being altogether
nicer; and also because I am a bit of a færy, taking
any excuse to go down to the park wearing my skimpy
clothes, the most workable one being that I am
practising qigong, which broadly means any
yoga-related exercise - juggling, poi, martial arts,
for example, in my case. Sometimes I get menaced by
boorish men for this; but I like to figure to myselef
that it is not altogether not a pretty sight, and
maybe indeed, that is what epistratifies them off so
much. It's rare, though, and doing a bit of the
martial-arts type stuff never faileth to silence them.
At home, I often wear a skirt, and consider it an
outrage that social protocol proscribes the wearing of
skirts by men.
I am strongly but also cautiously sympathetic with
what I read on this site concerning man-to-man
relations. I am 'prima facie' heterosexual in that I
feel sexual attraction at the sight of and by the
close presence of femmes, but not of men; but have
nevertheless an abiding and acute perception of the
sexual potential between men, and particularly am
inclined to the idea of there being a certain licence
to more 'outrageous lewdness' between men that is
curbed, usually, or traditionally, at a man-femme
encounter. A man loves to figure to himself that his
body is beautiful; and that his orgasm, especially
when elaborated with much squirming and ululating is,
if not actually beautiful per se, a beautifully
tragic occurence. This is indeed theoretically
possible, and can, with very great care, be
actualised; but truly VERY great care, because should
it fail to pan-out as hoped, it could be heartbreaking
for the 'star' of the performane and minging for the
costar(s). Certainly it is one of the most uplifting
of experiences that another find ones nude person
beautiful, but devastating that that other be repulsed
thereby.
I'm writing into this forum to talk to help me
acquire the knowledge and bottle conducive to setting
up some 'seriously excruciatingly naughty stuff' from
time to time. I don't want to be at it massifely
often. I have mentioned tragedy; and indeed, it is
very central to my idea of sexual relatio that it
all rests on the kindly 'seeing through' of others in
one's uttermost crisis and indignity. We need it too:
I'm sure we are hard-wired such that our orgasmns rend
our very souls, and need the solicitude of other. Then
out of prudery, we accept the dire consequences of
denial and frustration for lack of braving a charge of
being a bit 'sad' or 'pervy', which proceeds mostly
from ourselves anyway, and is not at all founded on
reason. However, a VERY strict ethic of ringfencing
(what goes on in this timespace is absolutely void out
of it) is in order; and when we have that, we have a
LOT of power to govern our own sexuality.
'Færy' is a 4-letter word. I am avidly naturistic
(but not actually 'a naturist' in the sense of making
a 'setpiece' of being nude together); but rather in
the sense of taking an exquisite delight in such as
drying each other down after the shower, playing at
frisbeethrowing or badminton, poi or juggling, etc. in
the open, doing yoga together (this displaying the
body's lovelinesses most gracefully), and holding
drawing or photographing sessions of each other. This
last one may in fact be a bone-fide art session, in
which case any requirement of de facto asexuality by
the artist(s) must be respected; but it cannot be
forbidden that the model deem it a subtle ærotic
matter in its own right, and this is in no way a
betrayal of the artist. Actually I do like doing this
an awful lot. My most ærotic phantasies are of sudden,
frantic and spontaneous precipitate escalation
stemming from an innocent nudist or artistic scenario.
It could be said, maybe, that I'm juvenilistic; and
that may be accurate: I do love the idea of shyly
exploring each other like virgins, until there is an
'accident', possibly, when coulmning, acting out that
one doesn't know what is happening, and desparately
clinging to the other for cuddles.
As for my person in detail, I am 48 years of age,
not handsome of face, with prematurely & well-receeden
thin straggley hair; but better of body, with a modest
but well-honed musculature, good proportions and
graceful curves. I am 5'3", and see myself as cute; I
am looking for persons who heartily agree: a femme for
a more 'abiding' relatio, and either for blitz-type
sexuasl encounters. I have had massive difficulties
seeing to these matters, and I am hoping here for
converse to unravel the tangle. I think, largely,
I've been beleagured by dominant males. Dominant male
Syndrome is something I meticulously eschew. I'm very
much a toouchy-feeely kind, prefering heavy cuddling
and declining penetrative type stuff; but whatever men
do together, I altogether reject any notion that it be
a token of the dominance of the one over the other,
even when it is the one actually coulmning actually on
the other's person .
I hope I have given you some idea of myself. I
seem to have spoken mainly about male-male sex, but
that is mainly because owing to the start given it by
the man-femme polarity, bipolar sex takes care of
itself to a greater degree and therefore there is less
to say, of the nature of this kind of disquisitio. I
remember the first time I ever saw a girl nude: I was
utterly enrapt by the beauty of the way the curves of
the nethermost abdomen proceed back between the thighs
uninterrupted by what is in some ways perfectly absurd
appendage; and of the ever-so-pretty lower cleavage
nestling there.
Hoping some of uw reply: looking forward to saying
more. No-one should coulmn alone all the time - it
'stroyeth the soul.
The avatar is Leonidas at Thermopylæ.