Jul 23, 2004 09:30
in recent months i've felt like a monk, barely sexual. at one point, i thought i would have been better suited in shaving my head, putting on the robe and calling myself father b. besides a few intimate moments, i have not felt the sweet caress of fingertips upon my chest or the smell of animalistic lust for six months. what i believe i miss the most is the feeling of warmth beneath the sheets while the window blows in a cool breeze. the smell of sex lingering in the air as i reclaim my breath.
celibacy is a state of being known to few. once you start having intercourse, you never go back, and after awhile, you long for it constantly to the point where you have a rod in your pants for the majority of the day (as a guy). at my current state, i could be a flagpole, but i'll not get into that. to think, less than ten hours ago, i was in the same predicament and i believe i will have an unexpected visit from my saluting member.
i'm not sure what i want in terms of a relationship anymore. people approach me because they lust over me. i ward off seductive of glances and flirty eyes to protect my morals, my decentcy, my celibacy. i'm looking for the individual who can provide me sustenance for my mind, body, and soul. i want the orgasm to emcompass all three aspects. i've only had one such orgasm and believe me, its well worth it. maybe i should say orgasm(s) since it wasn't just one wave of uhhh uhhh uhhh, but several. i find myself rambling for no reason at all and this entry is barely coherent. i may write more if someone wants me to continue...or i find a way to better express what i'm trying to say.
peace. t^b