Once again I’ve let this place lapse, although it wasn’t for the usual thing (apathy) this time. Typically, I would write a flurry of posts and have something almost every day, sometimes as many as twenty-five in a month. I might keep that up for a couple of months and then it would taper off until I went nearly a month without writing at all. The difference this time is that I wasn’t idle. I was still writing, just not here.

I’ve been working toward putting some of my erotica on Amazon. A long time ago, I wrote something that I wanted to be the start of a series, something that might get me into the rhythm of writing erotica regularly and maybe even making a little money from it. In a dream scenario, I’d be good enough at it that it could become something sustainable.

Over the last while, I’ve been building that up. One story I pulled from Literotica, gave it a tighter edit, and used it to relaunch myself. Just a couple of days ago I finished another one. Both of those newer pieces lean more toward the mainstream (as mainstream as I get anyway).

The first story I ever put up — years ago — was about small penis humiliation. The second was a first-time gay experience story. And the one I just released a couple of days ago was a workplace scenario between a man and a woman with a dominant/submissive edge to it. None of them are particularly long — not even 8,000 words — but they’re stories, and they’re out there. I’ll do an official “check it out” post soon, but for now I just wanted to recap what I’ve been up to.

Along with the writing, I’ve been trying to tidy up the blog itself. It used to look thrown together, but I think it’s starting to come across a little more polished now. It feels good to take it seriously instead of half-assing everything.

That’s what “professional” me has been doing. The sex-crazed, kink-aholic has been exploring other things. I’ve moved away from the ex-wife obsession that had me in its grip for a while. That phase petered out by late July, and I honestly haven’t jerked off to her in months, definitely not in September, and I don’t think in August either.

What’s taken its place is a shift into a more dominant mindset, with a strong pull toward piss play. Not so much golden showers, but desperation and wetting. It’s always been a background kink for me, but lately it’s been kicked up a notch. What really gets me is when a woman is trying to hold it but can’t anymore. The squirming, the whimpering, the gasp when it breaks through and soaks her clothes, it’s incredibly hot. I especially love the way the wetness spreads, darkens fabric, and then suddenly blossoms outward like a fire catching.

Everyone has their preferences, and mine lean toward wetting rather than just watching a stream. I don’t need the spray urination as much, I want to see the spread, the pooling, the puddling, the way whatever they’re sitting or lying on gets soaked along with their clothes. One video that stuck with me had a woman lying face-down in panties and a shirt on a beige mattress. She stayed completely still, so still I wasn’t sure anything was happening until the wetness began spreading. That was the only movement in the frame. It kept spreading and spreading until I thought it couldn’t possibly go any further. Eventually, she rolled onto her back and touched herself. It was incredibly hot in a way that felt almost contradictory, because the act itself wasn’t “sexual” in the traditional sense — but my body reacted like it was.

I’ve also been experimenting with how I masturbate. Instead of the usual stroking in bed, I’ve started pushing my cock down between my thighs and pinching them together. The pressure makes it slide up and out, and then I push it right back down again. The rhythm is like a natural sex motion, and after a while I’m really hard, dripping pre-cum that runs down and gets sticky against my thighs. Sometimes it builds up so much that I have to stroke briefly just to spread it before going back to pinching.

It feels, in a strange way, like I’m fucking myself. The pressure, the rocking of my hips, the intensity of the motion, it all builds quickly. I’ve even managed to orgasm just from pinching and rocking without ever using my hand. It’s not the same as cumming in a pussy, but it’s pretty damn good. And when you don’t have a pussy available and your hand starts to feel boring, I can’t recommend it enough.