I have to say yet again how much I love the recently-launched Good Vibes magazine. Really, of all the online sex e-zines, this is my favourite, bar none. It’s intelligent without being too in love with its own literary qualities (the way I sometimes feel about Nerve) but fun, and covers many of the same topics, with the same types of voices, that I look for when I buy books about sexuality...
Two things on the agenda today. One, I’ve added a new musing to the site, called Voyage of Discovery. Have you ever had a moment in your life when the lightbulb suddenly turns on? Not a glimmer of light, not a soft glow, but a blazing white light of reason that makes you finally realize something about yourself that you never knew? This is one of the benefits of being an analytical person;...
Anyone living in a world with access to television, the Internet, and newspapers has likely heard the word Taliban lately. The Taliban reign over most of Afghanistan right now, and they’re making headlines all over the place – destroying priceless, ancient statues of Buddha has been the story du jour. But I happened to run across another little story about what’s going on in...
Ohhhh, now I swore I’d never discuss politics in this diary. Too boring, too contraversial, and really, who cares about my political leanings? But just weeks after the Bush administration took over in the U.S., I’m finding myself sitting on news reports that make me incredulous and shaking my head and wondering what the hell the world is coming to. The new administration has released...
After an incredible span of working way too many hours, I’m finally nearing a point where I can resume the bits and pieces of my social life. This weekend was a good start; Bast and I decided to satisfy our curiousity and rent some gay male porn. To say we enjoyed it would be putting it mildly. The damn thing got both of us worked up so much we actually discussed sleeping in separate rooms...
Have you ever been to a fetish night or a BDSM club? Here in Toronto, as far as I know, there are no outright BDSM clubs the way there are in Seattle (The Wet Spot), which I hear so much about from reading Jane and Peter’s diaries. We do have fetish nights though on occasion, sponsored by different clubs or shops. Northbound runs the biggest one, from what I can tell. They...
I’ve received several letters lately wondering where the Muse has gone. Those of you who’ve been reading my diary for a while might remember that the Muse used to make cameo appearances here in the diary (and in the stories) from time to time. Frankly, I was a little amazed that anyone paid enough attention to notice his absence, other than me! The Muse is gone. Yep, I know...
I mentioned a while back that about 3% of men (according to an article on The Position‘s web site) can suck their own cock, but I’d never seen it, except in one photo that I swear was manipulated digitally to make it appear so. Browsing through some of the offerings at Jane’s Guide this morning, I ran across a site called Self-Suck Universe. Features the self-suck stylings of...
For days now, I’ve been thinking about the concept of denial. Sometimes we deny ourselves things, deliberately or by chance. Sometimes other people deny us things, deliberately or by chance. And sometimes it’s chance itself that denies us. It’s been a big denial week for me.1. I’ve been (deliberately) denying myself my bullets, masturbating only with my fingers and only if...
Ananova recently reported that a sex shop in Switzerland will be closed to male customers one day a week, to allow their female visitors the chance to shop for their sex toys in relative privacy without having to endure the glances and drool (read: sturm und drang) of men. Not a bad idea, I’ve gotta say. There have been many times I’ve walked into Seduction on Yonge Street and wished...