Been away for awhile, in the process of reinventing myself, but now I'm a new man. I am a nature pagan, very connected with nature and the world around me and all life forms in it. I am also a nudist seeking nudist friends that are interested in Nude Hiking and camping. Well not all yet, but gradually expanding my sphere of influence and connectability. I am a healer. I am a Romantic. A very sexual being who believes there is no sin in sexual pleasure. I Believe in making the person I am with feel loved, if only for the few minutes or hours we are together, but then I also believe in contacting them afterward if I have the means to do so, to see how they are doing and if and when they want to get together again. I love to chat but if I have to leave a chat abrubtly please message me when I am gone so I can respond to explain why. Things happen and I don't always have time to say goodbye before shutting down the computer. Want to know more, let's chat. Or for more info you can look for Aquafalcon on okcupid.com. It is another free site that is just as easy to join as this one is, and much easier to put info on, so I have a lot more information there. I want to be dominated by a female and put in situations that involve sexual activity with other males at the command of a female, but also servicing females.
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On average, my ideal would be about two or three times a day, although I saw a story once called six times a day that I found fascinating. I'd love to go that often if I had the time and the stamina and willing partners, but with that being an average instead of a maximum in a given day, I think that would wear me out pretty quick. Once or twice a day would be more than enough for an average. Three to five times a week would be a good minimum average though which I'd be okay with if it was the best I could get. I could settle for that.
I'd say its a major turn off, because first off, it isn't natural flesh, and secondly it comes of a vain sense of insecurity that shows a person feels the need to have something artificially added to thier body to feel beautiful, and I'm not into that.
First time I tried it was because a woman I was getting passionate with, told me to stick it in her ass. I didn't argue. A few years later a girlfriend I'd been with for a year by then said they had never tried anal and wanted me to teach her about it, so I did, and she loved it, but only did it when she was in the mood.
I walked for years along the sea, Praying there would someday be, Someone who would rescue me, From all the seaweed and debris, Of what has been my life. Then one day as the tide did swell, I happened upon a beautiful Chelle. I picked it up and held it near, And heard more than the ocean in my ear, I heard true love as well. Is she the one with whom I'l spend my life? ...
Added 07 Oct 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I write this poem to state desire. That I might feel a burning fire. For someone I will love for life, And will not give me endless strife, But will love me in return. For this my heart may always yearn. I long for touch and soft caress, But love has always been a mess. I find it easy to fall in love, sometimes they even love me back. But stability in relationships,...
Added 18 Jun 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Introduction, I started this with the intention of writing a cute text to my girlfriend at the time, while she was sitting on the bed wondering what I was doing with my phone, but it kept going till it turned into this. Its too bad that fairy tales aren't real and that true love isn't a guarantee that a relationship can work, because this was true love, and we really did fight hard for...
Added 17 Oct 2012 | Category Love Poems
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Whatever I do, Wherever I go, Someone I love, or someone I know, Gets hurt, by me, so what can I say? When my every move, and my every way Is painful to Someone. I wish that I could be the good man, That people around me keep saying I am. I don't see how it could be that they see, What I can't see, a way that I can be. It's not who I am. Why should I try, to love anyone, When there is...
Added 11 Oct 2012 | Category Love Poems
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