Some kinks my partner and I do because they come naturally to us – all we need is to hear about them, see them in porn, or get flashes of them in our minds when we’re wanking ourselves to sleep at night, and our guts lurch with a desire that screams “Yes! This one’s for us!” But there are others that take time to consider, or to practise, or to fully understand. To shamelessly paraphrase Kennedy: some kinks we choose to do not because they are easy, but because they are hard.
Please welcome this week’s guest blogger, @WaldorfSixpence, who has a hot BDSM story for you. He also has a special place in my heart because we’ve been following each other on Twitter for ages, and I bloody love it when readers become writers, and offer up their own erotic tales to share. His fabulous guest blog does that deliciously sexy thing where it balances right on the edge of sexual tension, as one guy aches to be released from chastity…
Sex is not the same experience for everyone. The same simple physical acts can have wildly different effects depending on someone’s needs, desires and past experiences. This week, guest blogger – Warrior – is here to discuss BDSM and trauma, detailing a kinky scene with another guy which brought up some nightmares from the past. Be aware that this post discusses sexual abuse, and the ways in which kink can interplay with that.
Kinky sex very rarely just ‘happens.’ It takes planning and preparation and time and conversation and all that other stuff. Even in a relationship where you know you’re both keen to do it, it can be weirdly difficult to set aside time to turn off Netflix and indulge in the kind of fucking you can reminisce about for weeks to come. Recently someone asked me for some tips on how to plan and initiate kinky sex, so for what it’s worth, here’s how I make sure I’ve got a regular serving of dick in my diary.