Out in Public

 

Here are a short video of me enjoying myself, outside by the back door. This is me, stroking my cock, not to orgasm, but simply edging and exhibiting my self-love, my vulnerable self-expression.

This blog has been a fairly high-minded (or at least, literate) discussion of erotic response and confessions. An excuse, really, to be an exhibitionist with words. I share and describe my sexual adventures, fantasies, disappointments, obsessions.

I try to tell the truth. I love the openness and freedom I feel here, to expose my deeper-hidden feelings and desires. You've supported me.

And with all the research I've done into virtual exposure, I've been increasingly willing to show you more, not hiding behind pretty language and fantasy.

I feel safe. Because it empowers me to do so. 

My hard cock is the basis of this. The animal primal urge to achieve pleasure, to become excited, to get hard, cum. My cock is my pornographic identity.

It is thrilling in its transgression, being vulnerable as confessing a sin, and, really, kinda boring too. A guy pulls out his cock. Yes I'm empowered to act as if we are in a relationship. I've already put myself on display.

Enough of you have said you like watching me stroke myself. This is another aspect of me, the body behind the words, the erection of an artist.

And so why not show you my hard cock.