Trials of Eyeliner

Comes across all shy and coy, just another nancy boy

I don’t know if it’s because of the Romp event currently going on or it’s just that time of the month for the intarwebs, but everywhere I look people are creeping, arguing, blushing, and generally discussing sex. So let’s talk about sex, shall we?
Note: The photos behind the cut do not contain nudity, but I suppose they could still be construed as NSFW depending on your point of view. The language and topic most likely are regardless of your particular work place’s concept of the matter.

I like sex. Full stop. From ball-banging, ass in the air, hardcore fucking in the backroom of a bath house to romantic, soft sweet kisses behind my ear love-making and everything in between. I love the tease- the chase- the gradual escalation of flirting to taunting between friends- the eventual moment when you can’t stand it anymore and just have to have the person right bloody now. The first kiss. His first intimate caress.

Most people have hangups about sex. Whether it’s body image issues, gender dysphoria, orientation acceptance, religion, upbringing, or just simply being shy, a good portion of adults have a hard time talking about their physical needs and desires let alone acting upon them.  Second Life affords us, among many of its other traits, the opportunity to experience sex without the sticky, sweaty (fucking delicious) mess or the strange looks over your shoulder as you pretend to fall asleep so the other person will hopefully leave before you break down into a sobbing mess of cum, sweat and tears. Those who haven’t yet come to terms with their own sexuality or even their existence as sexual beings can break out of their shells and, in an anonymous fashion, experience the desires they’ve been craving. They can try new things and experiment all risk free except maybe the minor head wound when you accidentally kick the desk as you cum so very hard … and push your chair over backwards.

Not that I have any experience with that, mind you.
The other side of the sexy coin is not so shiny or rife with possibility. Even in Second Life, your sex life is up for public debate on plurk, forums, chatboards, facebook, hell even flickr. Everyone has a comment on what you should or shouldn’t be doing. What is right and what is wrong. What is fun and what is stupid. One man’s fetish for figging is another woman’s giggle-infested point-and-laugh joke. So while we are lucky enough to have an arena where we can act out our darkest, deepest desires from the privacy of our own living rooms, we are also opening ourselves up to the vile commentary from the peanut gallery; a peanut gallery that is comprised mostly of people who don’t understand what it is you’re doing and, therefore, must shit all over if and make cruel commentary without any facts or knowledge of what the hell they’re talking about.

This flagrant disregard for the feelings of our fellow human beings runs rampant when the people of the BDSM or Gor communities speak up. If it isn’t your cup of tea, then do us all a favor and don’t participate in the conversation. Let those of us who do enjoy one or both of those communities have a constructive dialogue amongst peers. And for the love of all that is holy, don’t assume that because you read that book (and I use the term loosely) of fiction by the Twilight Inspired author, 50 Shades of CRAP, that you know ANYTHING about how the BDSM community works.

I know, I know, not very Dom of me.. what can I say, I have my moments

I know, I know, not very Dom of me.. what can I say, I have my moments

It isn’t just those outside of the communities who fling crap though. No no- we do it ourselves. Like any community be it LGBT, people of color, race, gender, religion… we further segregate ourselves and look askance at those who don’t do it just the same way we do. If we want those outside of our communities who don’t understand or like us to look upon us with anything but disdain, then we need to start within and be supportive all the way around.

The bottom line is that there are two things we all should live by when it comes to discussing sex: One, if you like it and it’s between two (or more, let’s be honest here) consenting adults, then it’s right. Two, if you don’t like it then, unless you are asking polite questions to educate yourself, keep your fucking mouth shut and don’t be such a Judge Judy.

Oh yea, and get your kinky ass out to Romp and do some shopping.

Because I said So!

Because I said So!



Style Card:

Skin: Aeros Avatars – Teghran
Hands & Feet:  Slink Male Hands and Feet
Set Dressing:Oyasumi Kinky Cross (POSES NOT INCLUDED) and Kinky Gear (Available at Romp)

Photo #1 & #2
Hair: Exile: High and Dry (Available at Hair Fair 2014)
Glasses: Mr Poet – Half Rim Eyeglasses
Shirt:[AP:PAREL] – Dark Lust Jacket (Available at Romp)
Pants: A:S:S – Thorn Pants – Aligator **NEW
Pose: Diesel Works – Drogo Set

Photo #3 & 4
Hair: Tableau Vivant – Dreads Line (Both S and L versions) (Available at Hair Fair 2014)
Necklaces:22769 ~ [homee] Fabric Necklaces – Black
Arm Cuffs: Goth1c0 – The Spine Bracelet (Available at Project Limited)
Wrist Cuffs: 7madravens – Wayward Cuffs
Back & Leg Markings: “Whip Marks” – No longer in world
Panties: The Library – Pretty Boy Black (Available at Romp)
Leg Harnesses: Shi – Leg Harnesses {Leather-Unisex}
Pose: Created by Me

4 thoughts on “Let’s Talk About Sex, Baby

  1. Orlando says:

    Yes, yes, a thousand times yes.

  2. Zaaf says:

    What Orlando said. Yes.

  3. aryanna001 says:

    I’m going to admit I have never read 50 Shades. I refuse to subject myself to something so poorly written. I wondered what all the hype was about and found a few excerpts that we claimed to be some of the best parts of the book. They were laughable. Not because of their content, but the writing was just terrible.

    I’m the kinda girl who asks the polite questions. I’m always curious at to what makes people tick, both in and out of the bedroom. What can I say? I’m quirky like that. If something isn’t my cup of tea, who am I to judge? I’m nearly 100% sure I’ve never experienced it, so I can’t comment on it either way.

    Also, these photos? O M G. They are all amazing…but the second one? Well that one had me slavering. Honey, I could go to bed with that pinned to my wall and not even remember what the hell a lighter is or what its used for. Rawr.

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