Location

In my newly acquired singleness I have realized the importance of location. Less than 1 week after breaking off my engagement I got to know, meet, and fuck an amazing boy. Maybe it was luck or fate or chance, but we hit it off splendidly. During the first week with said boy, I experienced fucking in a sex club, going to a leather party, and attending an LSM meeting among other things. The next week I was spanked, tied, and flogged at a rope party. There was also a failed attempt at being fisted, many nights of making out on the subway, and lots and lots of bruises.

Since being back home, I am really beginning to miss NYC. I hated the city for the majority of my stay but I think I just hadn’t found the functions and people that I needed to find yet. Here, while there are plenty of guys who want to fuck me, there isn’t that sense of community that I felt in NYC. The guys that want to play with me talk a lot about BDSM and some of them mean it, but I get the feeling that BDSM is just a means to an end (fucking). Maybe I haven’t met the right people here but I honestly feel a sense of alienation. Unless I want to commute an hour and a half to the largest city in the state there aren’t a lot of places to go and meet kinky folks. There also don’t seem to be a lot of resources available to queer kinky folks.

Now I am kicking myself for not exploring the city more and enjoying the resources available to kinky folks. I have been toying with the idea of moving back sometime after I finish grad school. Hope all the awesome folks I met are still around at that time. I miss you all more than I can say!

By the way, I am also pleased to announce that I one of the contributors to an amazing blog called Best Sex Bloggers. I will be posting more frequently here and there in the coming weeks. Have a lot of pieces I am working on, both fiction and non, but everyone should really check out the authors on the site as they truly are some of the best sex bloggers on the net.