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About Oohhshiny
There's a fine line where things become a little too edgy- humor is too dark and sexiness erodes to mere profanity... Once you cross this line, turn and go down a few blocks- I'm the last house on the left.
(Here, have a poem)
I am a key.
A key is neither good nor bad.
It either works or it does not work
It is either right or it is wrong
There is no middle ground.
But even the right key
Cannot open
A broken lock...
Perhaps you are not broken:
Perhaps you are only rusty
From being mistreated
And left out in the rain.
Perhaps you are worn down
By all the wrong keys that have tried to
Open you.
Maybe you were closed too roughly
The last time
And are afraid to open...
Or perhaps you think there is no key
And so you do not try...
I am not the right key.
I am not the wrong key.
I am the only key.
The question is- are you my lock?
(have some personal history)
I am the embodiment of 1950's household. Problem is, I love to give attention. I love to give back rubs, and head massages and foot massages- and I'm good at it. I don't mean five-minutes on the back and straight to the front, either. I mean a real, genuine, massage. I realize you'll pay me back later.
I enjoy building anticipation. You might come home to find the house dark- a meandering trail of tea lights leads you to a gently perfumed bubble bath where soft music plays and steam still rises. Your favorite drink is chilled nearby and roses are in the sink. It's not your birthday. It's not our anniversary. It's just some random day. Enjoy yourself... I'll be downstairs if you need me.
Does that make me subby? No. I'm the head of the house. I'm the leader in pretty much any group and I really am 6'5, so what I say goes. Try to top me and you'll get your ass kicked and your tonsils pushed in, if you catch my drift. I'm Dom all the way, but I realize it's my job to find out what turns you on. That's the point of the exchange. Not just for me to do jacked up shit to you... but for me to do jacked up shit to you that you've been dreaming about having done. To push your boundaries and grow with you. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to protect you, keep you in line and give you a safe place where you can open up and be loved for who you really are... the you- under the mask. I want to love the you no one else has seen.
As far as pain/leather/torture... Not really my thing. I want to give you the illusion of danger, the illusion of potential suffering... not real pain. Now, I know that means that I've got to be willing to take you to ten or make you tap out on occasion- if that's what you need. But it's your need (if you have it) and not mine.
I don't call myself a daddy and am not accustomed to it, to be honest. But again, I'm here to help you live out your fantasies too. So call me what you like as long as it's meant with love, affection, and respect.
Instead of rambling further I'll let you check out my interests and limits below.
(Here, check out some of my photography)
http://www.modelmayhem.com/CrashRocket
The rest of this is just stuff about me from a vanilla site. Take it for what it's worth. Parts of it are funny and it's my way to test your sense of humor to see if it's compatible with mine. Enjoy.
Well, let's keep it real:
I may be confident and powerful now, but it's been a long journey.
I screwed a lot of stuff up. I lived a big part of my early life being someone else. Being afraid. Being timid. I didn't really have the guts to do the things I wanted to do. I didn't have the social skills or the confidence to make the friends I wanted to make and I didn't have the drive or the hutzpah to follow through on my dreams. I only chased them halfway to fruition and gave up. I spent most of my time in my head, thinking that one day everything would be pretty awesome. That day was always tomorrow, always just around the bend, always over the next horizon, on the other side of the next storm cloud. I was wrong about a lot of things. Life is what you're doing right now. It's not on its way here. It's already here and it's leaving. You better live it.
I want to fall in love and have a family, but I'm not trying to fall in love with the first person that's good enough. I want incredible. I want to be what you're dreaming about.
I don't want fat and lazy. I want hard working and fit. I don't want excuses, I want "learned from my mistakes." I don't want perfect. I want "in the process of fixing."
I am doing everything I can to make my life awesome. If you aren't then please don't step in the way and block me. If you're all about finally getting it right, even if it means starting over, then let's talk. After all, if you haven't really screwed up, we won't have much to talk about. There aren't many multi-millionaire marathon-running sex addicts around anyway.
I want someone who is still chasing their dreams and has room for companions. I don't want "my babies come first." I want, "My life comes first, I happen to have babies and whatever partner I choose had better be willing to change diapers."
I'm strong. I take the lead. I take point. I protect. I defend. I am the boss- but an intelligent woman knows how to get whatever she wants from her man because men are simple. We want to save the princess and have our wounds mended.
I am a beast and I am dangerous... but not to my woman or my family. I'm a monster. I'm a prince and a scoundrel. I need a princess and a witch... even if you're a good witch. I can be your hero but bring your first aid kit and force me to let you use it.
I just finished writing my seventh non-fiction book. If you know a really nice guy that could use a little "chemistry" then have him look me up. I also write bdsm fiction and (god forgive me) children's books. I am in the process of restoring an old "mansion" in the historic area of downtown Jefferson City. It's a monster of a job, but I love it. The third floor and the basement will be playrooms and studios for my work. My third love (to art and writing) is music. I've been playing the guitar and writing music for 24 years.
First thing people notice about me- Im a giant. Im over 6 foot 5 and I look like a cage fighter. Most of my friends call me the gentle giant*, but I don't look gentle. I look mean. Well, when I'm not all nerded out in front of my laptop with a stack of library books two feet high...
*of course my friends have no idea I get off on irrumating people until they dehydrate.
What I'm doing with my life- I read and write a lot of non fiction. Mostly crazy stuff about Carl Jung, SpaceTime, Quantum Physics and human sexuality.
Food. I like to create my own dishes and try new places- whether it's a hole-in-the-wall Indian place, a crappy all-night diner in the desert, thai, vegan, raw food, health food or a down-and-dirty steak house. (Sorry hippie-chicks, I am a carnivore. But if it will get you naked, I can fake it for a couple hours.)
I spend a lot of time thing about- The pervy sections of hardware stores, naked girls, photography, cute little subs and dark places where bad things happen to good people. Just kidding. I think about helping old ladies across the street and trying to solve the world's hunger/energy/recylcing problems...
As an update, I've recently been thinking a lot about death. Not general thanotology, just my own. Perhaps it's an age thing or maybe it's because I recently lost my maternal grandmother. I'm sure it will pass shortly. It may not come across here, but I've always been a cosmos/taoistic type of spiritual person with a fascination as to how anything exists at all and why. Questions we may never get to answer...
On a typical Friday night I am- I like to collect people's cats. I have fifty or so from the neighborhood. Then when they post their "lost cat" flyers I take the flyers home with me and fantasize about it really being my lost cat as I spank it. So I spend a lot of time at night roaming the neighborhood and trying to keep track of who's coming and going, who probably loves their cat the most, etc...
Still reading? Haven't freaked you out yet? lol... Look- I'm clean, drug free, have a good job and even though I might come off as a little direct or a little jacked up, I'm actually pretty safe and I'm waaaay too busy to stalk you. So if you're even kinda thinkin about writing, you should go on and do it. You're not committing to anything and besides- nobody's gonna know but us. (; And if she's home, my mom. |
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