Oh! The Long Absence! (An Apology and an Excuse)  

rm_TappyTibbins 40M
49 posts
7/4/2005 6:46 pm

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Oh! The Long Absence! (An Apology and an Excuse)

To write again. To be back again. Living on the fine edge of treating myself ridiculously, spending too much time writing about life without living it, I needed a vacation from the ether to visit my surroundings and discover the magical discrepancies of my wilderness and obsessions.

It has been a special kind of month. Random encounters of great hospitality draining my reservations to leave me sated. I have truly missed reading all your entries and look forward to our upcoming time together again.

Do not be confused, however. I am changed. Not better,not worse, I have explored depths of my depravity and come away wounded, scarred, terrible and worn. Oh, the joy! The ego! To want to cast this virility in bronze, to be able to keep it, hold it sacred as a testament to who I am now -- this fragile moment of wonder at my great discovery.

I know, from memory, that there are those among you that share my secret. But not a secret at all. No -- rather, you've been shouting it from the rooftops for all to hear. I heard it, but I did not understand. No one would. No one will until it slaps them in the face and truly penetrates.

It hides in all the tender moments. The moment of fear that immediately follows the moment you realize that you're in love again, or the moment of surrender just before you cum. It hides in all the moments where you are no longer able to hide from yourself. There you meet face to face and it speaks its name in a whisper. Linger there, in the delicate harmonies, and be stripped bare. To be sweet treated so roughly.

My hands pressing into the small of her back as I push deeper. The arch of her back as she lifts her breasts to the sky. She gasps. She tilts her head back, bites her lip. We've gone to far now for either of us to stop. We pull at each other, snarl at each other. The language is offensive, the heat insufferable. We taste the saltiness of our sweat on each other's skin. I offer her sweet and vicious strokes and she begs me to tear her in half. Too soon we both collapse, a tangled mess of sweat and hair and arms and legs and we know longer know who is who or why. And in my ear she whispers, "_____ __ ______ _______".

smileguyqc 53M

7/4/2005 9:43 pm

Very intense! You are right we do need to get away from these screens and keyboards and experience something real.

rm_FreeLove999 46F
16127 posts
7/4/2005 11:50 pm

wow! back with a bang! your imagery is FANTASTIC ... leaves me begging for more

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