"When my hand touches myself..."
Originally from the bumfuck backwoods of southeast Tennessee, born plain white trash and sometimes it shows. Queer pig bottom open to most all forms of kink. Being a bottom pervades every cell in my body, every fiber in my brain. Very much into pushing my boundaries. I am intelligent, intense, passionate, verbal, and find that the best sex is that which is based on connection and deep contact. For me, sex fulfills not only physical but mental and emotional needs that put me in touch with myself in new and unexpected ways. I like to be introduced to myself by a man who will hold me by the scruff of the neck and rub my nose in my mess in order to help me understand what it means. Sex is not simple, and sex is never casual--not the good shit, anyway. Even anonymous, NSA hookups change us, shape us. Wanna change me, show me what I am and can be? Fuck with me.
I am sexually attracted to men, women (almost exclusively curvy, natural, much older women, experienced moms), in between and other, though I have only ever felt emotionally drawn to men (FYI, this includes transmen, so feel free to holla at me guys). Drawn to honesty, strength, self-assuredness. I am looking for a man who can operate on (or above) my level, who can cut through my shit, whose gender presentation is pointedly masculine, and whose personality stands in stark contrast to mine. I am more attracted to my opposite than my like--a man, not a boy (damn sure not a boi). I prefer aggressive to weak, a man who takes charge and can take control when necessary.
When it comes to the sex itself I am a nasty deep-throat bi boy down for bareback-only fucks. Available for quick pump-n-dump scenes as well as in-depth play. Gifted tops get preferred service. Anonymous cool. Discretion assured.
So, this is how it is, fellas--sac up or go home.
Bi and straight dudes; cocky fuckers who smirk and sneer; cowboys, cops, coaches, and all-American jocks; first-rate, well-built, silver-daddy, sugar-daddy, gentlemen lovers--the sensual samurai of our sexual society; for-real dads; frat-brahs; guys in sunglasses: Oakleys, Ray-Bans, aviators, the kind with the neon arms, the kind with colored frames--especially white; guys who are proud of their dicks and like to show off naked to any and all, public and private; guys who drive BMWs, Hummers, Jeeps (Cherokees, Renegades, Safaris, Wranglers), big trucks (Silverados, Rams, Raptors, the entire Ford F-series), sports cars (Camaros, low-riders), SUVs (Tahoes, Escalades, Navigators, Range Rovers), motorcycles; guys who sag their pants, wear neck chains, class rings, big country-ass belt-buckles, stetsons, ball-caps tipped in all directions, basketball shorts, frat shirts, old t-shirts with the sleeves cut off and the sides cut way down, shirts that say shit like "We screw. We nut. We bolt," Abercrombie, Adidas (Sambas and Slides), Hurley, TapOut, Nike (Air Force, Air Max, Air Presto, Air Vengeance, Dunk, Max Air, Shox, Zoom), UnderArmour, flip-flops and board shorts, black athletic socks, tailored suits, dress-sock garters, swanky ties; guys who say horrible, unforgivably misogynistic things about the chicks they fuck or want to fuck; guys who use Fleshlights to show off their fuckstyle on XTube; guys who use the word "faggot" and any variation of the pejorative phrase "thats gay" freely, loudly, and often; guys with guitars; meathead Guidos; old-South preppies; married/divorced men and men who have been involved in LTRs with women; redneck good old boys; rich slick white-collar predators; rock-climbing mountain-hikers; So-Cal(ish) surfers; soldiers and marines; stone-cold foxes who know that they be hot; white guys who say stuff like "sick," "word," "check it," "homie," "chillaxin," "awesome," "kickass," "wass crackin," "wass good," "mah dude," and "hella-" anything. All-around masculine guys who know how to lay mad-hot pipe and studs who know they are fucking fresh and sexy to death.
Anonymous loads; bouncing and jiggling my oiled-up cakes like a ho on BET Uncut; corn-fed beef; every word ever invented for "vagina"--from pussy to twat to whisker-biscuit; deep rimming; dirty dick; donkey dong, monster wang, giant schlong, big johnson; farts (in my face, my mouth); feminization (wearing thongs, lingerie); filthy nasty slurpy smacky queefy bedspring-squeaking headboard-banging fuck-noise--and guys who can make those sound effects themselves (I really appreciate a good mimic); guys who can dance--I mean really dance: jerkin, c-walk, all those hot fucking moves; guys who spit, grab their dicks, and scratch their balls in public; guys who wanna make me prolapse; heavy hole play (fingers, fist, objects, toys); heavy, low-hanging, silky-smooth nuts and huge balls--anywhere from large eggs to grapefruits; hot tatts (full sleeves!); jizz-loads deep in my guts; massive flaccid swinging peters with obscenely excessive foreskin; my own loose, wet, sloppy hole; nip/tit play (clamps, fingers, lips, teeth, tongue) and unbelievably huge nipples (pumped, nursing, or god-given baloney nipples); pain; pierced lips, septums, stretched ears; piss (in my hole, on my face); politics of the fuck-you, incorrect persuasion; pregnancy fantasies, male and female; pumped, bloated meat; Rebel flags; ripe uncut hood; public (and any kind of) humiliation; spit (in my mouth, on my face); scruff, beards, and five-o-clock shadow; sweat; swingers and hotwives, bulls and cucks, men who like to share their girls; tanlines--or no tanlines, equally turned on by both; violence.
People who get so turned on and into sex its obvious they dont care how they look or sound.
If you happen to be bi, I love to munch full, natural, mature, experienced pussy: bushy beavers and cave-cunts with no muscle tone left (dropped pelvic floor and a visible, easily accessible cervix), monster-clits and dangling, flappy roast-beef labia lips (yum, furry creampie--an especial treat) and suck titties (saggy and baggy, preferably)--female bodies that have given birth and nursed, in other words. I am an experienced admirer of FtMs. I dig seeing a guy puff a long, fat cigar (the bigger the ring-size the better), a bowl or a blunt. I am turned on by smokers/dippers (I am a non-smoker) and serious drinkers--love to taste it on your tongue. Love to see a guy in a suit, uniform (athletic, military, police), Carhartt, boots (all kinds). I enjoy very creative, detailed role play. Into seeing and hearing thugged out guys--pimps, ballers, guys who refer to themselves as such. I am verbal and vocal and I like men who understand the power of words and sounds and accents--the more politically-incorrect the better--and are not afraid to say anything. Kissing. Passion. Cruelty. Tenderness. Making love. Getting seeded.
CONDOMS--UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES ARE THEY COMING ANYWHERE NEAR MY PERSON, FOR ANY REASON (because they prevent men from coming *in* my person, which makes me have a sad face). Also, guys who want to wear condoms, and guys who pull out--and guys who can be talked into employing any of the aforementioned "safe sex" methods.
Anyone who expects me to be ready to get fucked on 10-minutes worth of notice--if you want a sweet, clean place to stick your dick, you gotta give me time to get it that way, babe; bad dye jobs with hideous visible roots; bondage (which is just weak posturing), being tied up: ropes and cuffs, hoods and harnesses, leather costumes, ridiculous dungeons, all that shit--if you need to restrain me or wear a silly hat to get what you want, I will not be impressed; chicks who smoke; chicks who use vibrators during sex with others--strikes me as the equivalent of a guy using a Fleshlight during sex with others, which, generally speaking, though there are exceptions, would defeat the point; fake tits; gloves for fisting--really? (we are such naughty pigs, yeah! just let me put on this latex glove to protect us both from the terror of a snagged cuticle); guys who stick the prefix "man-" (mansex, mansmells, manhole, manpussy, etc. ad nauseaum) on anything sex-related to shore up and overcompensate for their insecure masculinity (this includes Paul Morris and co.--seriously, guys, it makes you sound really defensive); guys who wanna watch porn during sex--are you fucking me, pretending to fuck someone else, or just more interested in sex lives other than your own?; most--but not all--skinny guys; most guys who self-identify as bears (it is a personality thing, not a body-type thing); poppers (they smell like sour laundry marinated in radioactive waste) and tops who need to PnP to have a good time--if you cannot cut it without chemical assistance, please do not step to me; posers, pretenders, fakes; safe words; stereotypical master/slave bullshit; switch/vers. guys; tacky, poorly done tattoos, women with large/many/noticeable tattoos, especially on their breasts or butts, anyone with tattoos on or near their genitals; timidity, weakness, wimps, passivity of any kind.
The Age of Innocence; Amadeus; Away We Go; Billy Elliot; Black Swan; Boys Dont Cry; Brokeback Mountain; Charlie Wilsons War; Closer; Dancer in the Dark; Dead Man Walking; Deconstructing Harry; Elephant; The English Patient; Far from Heaven; Good Will Hunting; Gosford Park; Happiness; Heaven; Im Not There; Its Complicated; The Hours; The Living End; L.I.E.; Notes on a Scandal; The Passion of Joan of Arc; The Piano; Poison; The Reader; Safe; The Silence of the Lambs; Solaris (the Soderbergh version); Sophies Choice; Synecdoche, NY; The Talented Mr. Ripley; Thelma & Louise; Vanya on 42nd Street; Vicky Cristina Barcelona; many more.
For porn? Anything and everything done by Treasure Island Media; the Frat House Fuckfest series; cuckold porn; porn that focuses on extended cunnilingus; straight gang-bang movies; granny porn and older women/younger men porn in general; anything with a hot, built, young stud fucking a fat, old, and/or ugly chick; interRACIAL porn (hint hint--Ghetto Gaggers, anyone? Whiteboy Gangland Stomp?); stealth breeding/bug-chasing amateur clips (so rare, but so fucking worth it); Valpo2710s amazing collection.
Reading; writing; music; movies; theater; dancing; spending time on my knees at the dirty movie store (for Buffalonians, Great American); hunting for the lover and fucker of my dreams--or just a load for right now--on Craigslist.
Tori Amos; Adele; Jason Aldean; Fiona Apple; Samuel Barber; Bjork; Bon Iver; Benjamin Britten; Luke Bryan; Maria Callas; Kelly Clarkson; Sheryl Crow; Alexandre Desplat; Dixie Chicks; Duffy; Matt Duke; Eminem; Florence + the Machine; Lady GaGa (cause Im a freak bitch, baby); Phillip Glass; Patty Griffin; Iron & Wine; Jonsi; Olivier Messiaen; Nico Muhly; Michael Nyman; Linkin Park; Arvo Part; Dolly Parton; Regina Spektor; Sigur Ros; Sufjan Stevens; Patrick Wolf; Rufus Wainwright; Gabriel Yared; Chris Young; many more.
Bodies That Matter: On the Discursive Limits of "Sex" by Judith Butler; The Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson; The Sluts by Dennis Cooper; Specimen Days by Michael Cunningham; Unlimited Intimacy: Reflections on the Subculture of Barebacking by Tim Dean; The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson; All-American Poem by Matthew Dickman; Breakfast with Scot by Michael Downing; As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner; Everything Is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer; The History of Sexuality, Vol. I: The Will to Knowledge by Michel Foucault; Comfort & Joy by Jim Grimsley; Winter Birds by Jim Grimsley; You Are Not a Stranger Here by Adam Haslett; A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway; The Line of Beauty by Alan Hollinghurst; What the Living Do by Marie Howe; Bound and Gagged: Pornography and the Politics of Fantasy in America; The Page Turner by David Leavitt; The Folded Leaf by William Maxwell; Iron Wheel by Greg Miller; Paradise by Toni Morrison; The Complete Poems of Sylvia Plath; Fire from Heaven by Mary Renault; The Complete Works of Arthur Rimbaud; The Rest Is Noise: Listening to the 20th Century by Alex Ross; the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling; Naked by David Sedaris; Crush by Richard Siken; Allan Stein by Matthew Stadler; The Trouble with Normal: Sex, Politics, and the Ethics of Queer Life by Michael Warner; What I Did Wrong by John Weir; Jacobs Room by Virginia Woolf; many more.
Current grad school student
Time spent online?
Several hours a day
Campy (Cheesy), Clever, Obscure, Dry/Sarcastic
I'm a non-smoker
I rarely drink
About my Partner
A man whose instinct is to push back, not step back--to step up, not back down. If you consider yourself easygoing, goofy, harmless, silly, shy, a softy, or any synonym thereof, it aint happening; I am looking for a dude who is bad-ass and knows it. If I can best you, I cannot respect you; it is as simple as that. If you dont got game, you dont got me. A man who fucks men who is direct, confident, and not hung up on the narrow strictures of the "gay community" (or any other passive restrictions, for that matter). A man who is certain of himself, and not put off or bored by the pain of others, who is quite capable of articulating his desires and intentions--and following through. A man who knows he is intelligent and aware. A strictly non-versatile top (or a very open transguy, or a bold woman proficient at strapping it on) with little patience for fluff or flakes.
A gentleman who gets what he wants, a stand-up guy with a taste for occasional brutality running under his undeniable charm. A good man who is capable of being bad--rock-solid confident, intense, and not scared of a motherfucking thing. Men who are extremely assertive, confident, deep-voiced, mature (in terms of mindset, not necessarily age), strong--emotionally and physically--and perceptive. A man with a talent and a tendency for fucking minds as well as holes. A man who refuse to wear condoms, whose masculinity is genuine, tangibly powerful, and politically incorrect. A man who knows masculinity is a sign of superiority and deserves serious respect. A man who wont stop fucking women. A man who will let me be his clean-up boy when he is done in her puss.
I like a man to have interest in and knowledge of sports, as well as experience playing a sport, even if only casually. A man who can work on his own car. A man who has hit someone. A man who likes to tease, playfully. I prefer a beefy, solid body type--a layer of meat over real muscle--and a light-to-moderate smoker (420, Marlboro Reds or Greens) and/or dipper. A man who knows and can hold his liquor. A man who says "faggot" easily and often and does not care who hears.
Male, Female, Bi-Couple, Gay-Couple, TS/TG/TV
Age of partner from
Age of partner to
Erotic Chat/Email/Phone Fantasies, 1-on-1 sex, Discreet Relationship, Cross-Dressing, Exhibitionism & Voyeurism, Sadism & Masochism, Miscellaneous Fetishes, Other "Alternative" Activities
Whole package matters more
Partners genitals should be
Hairy, Average, Trimmed to be neat
Does size matter?
What he does with it is what matters
I want my partner to smoke lightly
I want my partner to drink lightly
5 ft 9 in
Shaved or waxed to be neat
Arms, Bikini line, Buns, Treasure trail, Pits, Legs
Glasses or Contacts
Entertainment, Sports and Hobbies
Arts/Museums, Board games, Books/Reading, Coffee and conversation, Cooking, Fashion, Movies (watching), Music/Concerts, Nightclubs/Dancing, Playing cards, Television (watching), Watching sports
Dancing, Live music/Music, Movies/Film, Symphony/Opera, T.V./Videos/DVDs, Theater/Arts
Arts & Entertainment, Documentary/Learning, Dramas, News, Sports, Stand Up Comedy
Classics, Comedy, Documentary, Drama, Film-Noir, Independent, Musicals, Porn, Romance, Thrillers
Alternative Rock, Broadway & Vocalists, Classical, Country, Folk, Hip-Hop, Indie, Opera, Pop/Top 40, Rap, Soundtracks
Fiction, History, Non Fiction, Thrillers
Work & Living Environment
Less Than $25,000
American, Italian, Mexican, Pizza, Vegetarian
Favorite sexual fantasy
Would involve an athlete (Tebow, Big Ben, Peyton Hillis, Dustin Johnson, Brian Wilson or similar), a celebrity (maybe Luke Bryan, John Mayer, Eminem, Channing Tatum, John Cena, Andy Samberg or Scott Hermann), or some other public figure like Erik Prince or Jesse Palmer or Tucker Max--or any sexy guy who fits the bill.
He would approach me in a bar, a drink in his hand, chunky silver watch on his wrist, LiveStrong bracelet (or something like it) on the other. Wearing slacks and a polo, big belt buckle. I am alone, lonely, standing against a wall in a shadowy corner. I already would have spotted him across the room, standing on the open-doored patio puffing a magnum cigar, relaxed and laughing with buddies. They had been making rude gestures to add to whatever story they were telling: flipping the bird, splitting an index-middle finger V over their mouths to mime pussy-licking. Grabbing his dick and bumping chests with another dude to signal aggression against whatever loser is the victim in the story. They are simultaneously dominating and low-key.
After a while he would leave his buds and walk over to me casually across the crowded bar, speak to me real low, close to my ear, his deep voice rumbling through my body. I can see the gold band on his finger. Smell the smoke and liquor on his breath. Feel the heat of his massive, beefy body leaning down over me, his basket thrust towards me. His big feet encased in shiny wingtips. He tells me he notices I have been staring. Smirks a little. Wants to know if theres a problem? I say no, there isnt. Stifle the urge to call him "sir." He says, "You sure?" his free hand running down to casually, quickly readjust his junk. Looks me in the eye, not smiling. "You sure there isnt a problem that needs workin out?" I blush. Look him in the eye. "Now that I think of it maybe you could help me straighten things out." He grins. Licks his lower lip. "Is that so?" He raises his free arm up and leans against the wall, closing me behind the wall of his body. Steps closer. Looks over his shoulder and back down to me. "Ya see, me and my buddies are in town to play in a charity golf tournament. Imma bout ready to bounce outta here for the night, but I got a big lonely hotel room across town and Im not sure Im ready to call it a night completely. Was thinkin maybe you could join me."
The rim of his glass is pressed against my chest, he is rubbing it under my erect nipple through my light sweater. We can both see the fat nub of my titty-nip responding to the attention. He exchanges the glass for the tip of his finger. "So Im gonna go peace-out to my homies, and I want you to meet me over at that back exit. Ya see it? Tell me you see it." My head is bowed, on fire. I look up into his eyes. "Yes. I see it." He looks over his shoulder again. Back down to me, even closer. I feel his lips brush against my ear. "Tell me you wanna go with me and be mine for the night." I take a shallow, ragged breath. Tremble. "Tell me." I turn my head toward him, raise my mouth toward his ear, his stubble against my smooth cheek. "Yes. Yes. I wanna go with you. Take me." He steps back and nods slightly. Walks back over to his friends.
I wait for him to reach them and then walk over to the back exit. I am shaking, light-headed, heart-pounding. He finds me, smiling slightly as he walks. He opens the door, gestures for me to walk outside into the parking lot. He places his hand on the small of my back. He is half a foot taller than me. He guides me to his vehicle, his big fucking lifted truck or pimped-out ride running a Hemi, rims spinnin, black leather interior. He takes me to the passenger side, presses me against it, his hands on my waist, lifting me slightly, his mouth hot and wet against my ear. I hear his breath. I slide my hands up to his chest. They look so small. "Tell me youre a faggot." There is no anger in his voice. Something more like need. I nod, almost imperceptibly. "Im a faggot." He presses me harder, lifts me higher. "Tell me you wanna be my faggot." I do. "I wanna be your faggot." He kisses my ear. Trying to steady his breathing. "I want you to be my girl." I gasp. I grab the fabric of his shirt with my hands. Lean my face into his neck, my lips against his neck. "Make me your girl. Your faggot. Let me be yours."
He lets me down gently. Opens the door, helps me step up inside. He closes the door, walks to the drivers side. He steps in. Pauses. Slides a pack of Reds out of his pocket. Lights up and rolls his window down. He starts the car, hand on the wheel. Turns to me. "Do you know who I am?"
I do. And he takes me away.
I've already tried everything and will do it again!
Age Play, Butt Play, Breast/Nipple Clamps, Crossdressing, Dominance/Discipline, Fisting, Gangbangs, Glory Holes, Giving Oral Sex, Humiliation, Massage, Naturism/Nudism, Phone Sex, Piss Play, Public sex, Receiving Anal Sex, Role Playing, Sadomasochism, Strap-Ons, Threesomes, Toys
Afternoon, Mornings, Weekends, Evenings, Weekdays
Sex, How often?
3-5 times a week
Practice Safe Sex
Most Erogenous zones?
Breasts, Butt, Ears, Lips, Neck, Nipples
Boss/Employee, Celebrity/Fan, Priest/Confessionalist, Stranger/stranger
A dark back alley, A swimming pool/hot tub, My desk at work, The beach
Dirty talk during sex?
Is a must during sex!
Making home videos/pics
I'd consider doing
Bars or pubs, Night clubs, Adult theatres
Anal/Climax beads, Ben Wa balls, Butt plugs/probes, Dildos/Vibrators, Penis extensions, Strap-ons, Vaginas
Food for play
Food is for eating!
Not into bondage
Porn Movies, Which?
Amateur, Anal, BBW, Bisexual, Busty women, Interracial, Fetish, Gay, Hard, Mature, Rimming
Porn Movies, With?
Porn Movies, How often?
All the time!
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