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LOL. Example:

Part of a message from someone. “I saw your posting about the guy who posted to you but then either chickened out, blocked or deleted. I think a lot of people get who they are or aren't confused. I prefer a good Alpha to be in charge of me who isn't afraid of what he wants and doesn't want and isn't afraid to apply some force when needed to correct me.”

Naturally, the moment I replied to some racially charged slogans with “Okay? That doesn’t really have anything to do with what I said.” they blocked me.

Which, you know, fine. Better now than down the road. But dang, people really DO confuse who they are and who they are not. Imagine being so petulant about not getting to say racist things that you can’t even enjoy your own fantasies. That seems like a yucky way to live. No thank you.

While I appreciate the recent attention, some of that attention appears to have been from no-really-just-unironically-racist-and-needlessly-cruel-conspiracy-spreading accounts.

Y’all. I’ve spent years in war. I’ve lived on the floor of a trailer and in very fancy places. I’ve got decades of experience as both a sub and as a dom. For almost all of my adult life, I’ve been a servant of “the people” in one capacity or another: soldier, teacher, fundraiser, other stuff.

Now, a person COULD go through the same experiences and walk away with a totally different view of those experiences. I respect that. Not just in my feelings, but in my actions. And I’m also a kinky fuck: I’ve done some twisted shit that some people only dream of and I’m lucky. No small amount of that has been rooted in power imbalances around social class, politics, ethnicity, gender, and so forth.

But actual, needless cruelty—the kind of life where the most interesting thing you have going for you is being mean to others—is unimpressive. It dulls your logic and your strength and your conversations. If you’re sincerely mired in that shit, I cannot encourage you enough to find better uses of your time and energy.

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I hope you’re having a good day. I’m listening to a meeting on headphones while stretching and waiting on laundry and relaxing in my undies. If you were here, I’d let you kiss my butt cheeks, or the knuckles of my toes, help my stretches, or fold the laundry; I love using subs as psychic background music.

You. Your life. A man’s background music.

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Whilst reading comments, saw a logically wobbly one. Just to check if Riley’s Law was still in effect, I checked their feed and, yes indeed, it is.

Here’s a shrug, but it could also be that presenting hand emoji.

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Filed under teams. But are you both mooks? Is one the other’s mook? Are you mook/boss vers? On a scale of Bond Villains to Beebop and Rocksteady, where are we? Also woof.

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Some days I feel rawr rawr dommy dom. Other days I’m just a prince going “I sang my song, where are my little creatures to bring me my slippers and robe and beverage?” Luckily as a dom you CAN experience that.

So, it all shakes out.

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While I appreciate the recent attention, some of that attention appears to have been from no-really-just-unironically-racist-and-needlessly-cruel-conspiracy-spreading accounts.

Y’all. I’ve spent years in war. I’ve lived on the floor of a trailer and in very fancy places. I’ve got decades of experience as both a sub and as a dom. For almost all of my adult life, I’ve been a servant of “the people” in one capacity or another: soldier, teacher, fundraiser, other stuff.

Now, a person COULD go through the same experiences and walk away with a totally different view of those experiences. I respect that. Not just in my feelings, but in my actions. And I’m also a kinky fuck: I’ve done some twisted shit that some people only dream of and I’m lucky. No small amount of that has been rooted in power imbalances around social class, politics, ethnicity, gender, and so forth.

But actual, needless cruelty—the kind of life where the most interesting thing you have going for you is being mean to others—is unimpressive. It dulls your logic and your strength and your conversations. If you’re sincerely mired in that shit, I cannot encourage you enough to find better uses of your time and energy.

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Correction: need? No. But it is pleasant. (It won’t surprise most of you that I am pretty particular where language is concerned.)

It turns out I’m actually really good at being waited on hand and foot, so that’s mostly what I do now. I enjoy giving people the chance to be unapologetically useful. Like, cleaning my toilet isn’t just a task. It’s an honor! And YOU get to do it!!

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It turns out I’m actually really good at being waited on hand and foot, so that’s mostly what I do now. I enjoy giving people the chance to be unapologetically useful. Like, cleaning my toilet isn’t just a task. It’s an honor! And YOU get to do it!!

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Pro tip: learn how to communicate your needs and limits. Boundaries are good, and we often only discover them in hindsight. To use an analogy, I try to walk carefully in the wilderness at all times, but if I have no idea where your campsite is, me wandering into it is not the same as me invading it.

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Just browsing your blog and I noticed you have amazing looking feet! Whatever boy who gets to worship them is lucky 😊

Why thank you. Generally speaking I agree! Sometimes I just notice my own feet and enjoy staring at them. I can’t blame my subs for wanting to be down there. :) Then again it’s also metaphorical. Being down at my feet is also being under my control. I like to think both my feet and my control make other people’s lives better.

Anyway. Feel free to stare as much as you need to. See where it takes you. :)

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Why thank you. I look forward to filling your mouth with even more things to praise. ;)

Haven’t worn these in a while. Feeling privileged and grateful that I have a yard-like thing out back where I can get my blood moving through and fresh-adjacent air into my body.

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Had a lad who asked me something today and, before I had time to reply, got nervous and blocked me or deleted his account. I understand, but it’s sad, and I wish I could do something to help him accept his desires.

Don’t cheat yourself out of nice things. Give yourself and others a little patience.

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Those eyes!

Allen: tatted and muscled and handsome! 🔥🔥🔥

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Oh I do love this. As a fellow woodlands traveler, how do *you* keep the bugs from biting you too much when you’re wearing so little? I love connecting with nature but I’ve also learned in a big infrared diner sign to wee creatures.

Wandering like a woodland faerie 🍃

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Lucky mouth! I hope you had a lovely time.

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Thinking a lot about this quote from Ursula Le Guin’s “The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas” today.

“The trouble is that we have a bad habit of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist: a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.”

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Stepped outside of my usual burger at the burger joint today. Tasty. Tastier if someone had brought it to me like a good boy, but that’s okay. Sometimes good boys are just busy.

Sitting outside for a bit before I go inside and get more work done. Light, shade. Birds, cars.