HYLAS' EROTIC ART

I don’t know why my bolg’s being displayed all wonky. I’m trying to fix it, but I have trouble reaching the admin. Hm hm hm.

Update: It seems to have fixed itself… WTF indeed.

Update II: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE, JEEZUZ

A couple of days ago, my fuck-buddy and I tried bondage for the first time. Everybody who practices even a little kinky sex is probably going to find the following account adorably mild. But hey, it’s new and exciting to me!

So yeah, despite all the kinky art here, I’ve never actually tried kinky sex in real life. I’m not really all that unhappy about that; I love good vanilla sex, and many fantasies are perfectly fine just staying that, fantasies. But still, of course I’m curious, and I have to at least try it out, right?

So, my fuck-buddy. He’s one smooth fuck (but then again, so am I.) We’ve been seeing each-other for a couple of months now, and we have amazing sexual chemistry. He has a great personality, takes it like an ageing whore, and gives like a bunny on speed. Oh, and he’s quite handsome. When we meet, we usually fuck for about five to seven hours, and between the two of us we have three to six orgasms, I kid you not. So, in other words, he’s kinda awesome. He doesn’t have any experience with kinky sex either, though.

I don’t even remember why exactly we started talking about spanking, but I said that I would love to be spanked sometime. He just muttered something about “sides of you I didn’t know about”, but he was rock-hard while he said it, so I took it as a “ready when you are, bitch!” The next time we saw each-other, he started slapping my bare butt with his open palm while we were making out. I didn’t feel a thing. So I went looking for my leather belt in the pile of clothes on the floor, handed it to him, and went down on all four, ass in the air. He whacked me a couple of times with the belt… maybe about six times? Well, this time I felt something alright; it hurt. It didn’t really turn me on like I thought it might, though; it was just pain. He didn’t seem to get much out of it, either. Luckily, we’re comfortable enough around each-other that we can just laugh off a somewhat awkward moment like that and move on.

Lying in his arms after the vanilla fucking that followed, I brought up the subject again.
“So, we’re both new to this. But I would love to keep exploring kinky sex. Would you be interested in exploring it with me?”
“With you? Anything.”
*grin*
*boner poke*
“Um… didn’t I just give you an orgasm?”
I swear, he’s like a teenager that way. And he’s pushing forty!

We decided to go for some bondage next (actually, I decided, and he showed his consent by poking me with his boner some more), and in case you were cringing a little during the spanking anecdote, it went much better. I looked up some knots; more specifically, I found this and this quite helpful. I bought some cheap rope from the hardware store (polypropesomething… I don’t have money for fancy shit!), and cut it into five pieces of about six metres each. I practised a little on my ankles. Then I improvised a knot that would tie a limb to a bedpost (as opposed to two limbs together), which was actually really fun to do.

So, the actual event. The plan was to tie each-other up, then basically do to each-other what we would otherwise do anyway. Which basically means rimming (we’re both huge rimming enthusiasts), fingering (he’s really into having his prostate massaged), licking feet, licking other stuff, blow-jobs, and anal. No role-playing and no pain. We followed through and it was amazing. I tied him up first: on his stomach, wrists tied behind his back, and both knees tied to each side of the bed (using my own knot creation, yay!), forcing his legs to stay spread open. I worked him good in that position, and after a lot of noises, a couple of orgasms and some rest, I showed him how to tie the knots, and we switched. He first blindfolded me. Then he put me on my back, attached both my wrists to the sides of the bed, and tied my ankles together. Kind of a Jesus-y position, now that I think about it. He worked me with his tongue for a while, then he pushed inside sideways. It was the smoothest fuck I’ve ever had without poppers. He went on and on and on and motherfuckin’ on. I wish I could have gone on even longer, but I started to get really cold. So we came and that was that.

In summary: Dude woah. This is definitely going to be part of our repertoire from now on. I don’t know whether we’re going to reintroduce pain into the proceedings or try out some role-playing sometime in the future, but for now I don’t think so. I have a bunch of dildos and plugs, so maybe that’s something we could incorporate. As amazing as the first time was, there is definitely room for improvement. Some of the things I’ve learnt: Crank up the heating, because if you lie there motionless and naked, it can get pretty cold. Pee before you’re all tied up (yeah, LOL). I’m also gonna have to find a different way of tying up wrists behind the back, because he said that after a while, his shoulders started hurting; I already have an idea how it might be more comfortable. And we need to find better blindfolds, because that stupid scarf kept coming off (turns out I wriggle a lot.)

All I can think of now is how I’m gonna tie him up like a parcel and send him over the top. I can’t wait to do more bondage, and get really good at it!

I’ve been feeling awfully str8 lately… it’s all cunnilingus with me these days.

Please, have a seat!

“… and so it was decided that Officer Brody was the best candidate to test the new ankle monitor on, which doesn’t notify the authorities in case of a transgression, but simply zaps the offenders nuts. A month of testing didn’t result in enough data, so we recommend extending the testing period for another six months.”

Cops… they come with their own toys attached to them. It’s so considerate! I always wonder what’s in those pouches. Lube, condoms, latex gloves?