Diary of a Poly Kinkster Chapter 8 - Drifting
Diary of a Poly Kinkster
Chapter 8 - Drifting
Greetings my friends! If you've followed me this long, thank you! If you're just tuning in, welcome.
I know I've been a bit of a Debby Downer lately with my posts, but that was a darker time in my life. But fret not for after Kelly, it would all change!
After my relationship of 7 years, I was born again. I felt like I had finally come up for fresh air in a bath of ice cold water. I was for the first time ever a fresh babe exploring his legs. I was New. Unattached. It was time to shed the old ways and start anew.
For one thing, I finally shed religion. Over the years, it taught me nothing. While I didn't shed my faith or my guilt yet, I knew my place was not inside of a church or meeting hall. I've learned that most Jehovah's Witnesses who were raised in the faith eventually left it.
I also knew I wanted a relationship with some sort of D/s aspect. I had no idea how to find people of my like mind so it would take some work. I was up to the challenge. I'd been on the Internet and BBS' boards for years researching and talking to people. It was time to get out there and meet people! I tried it once before in one of my brief moments of clarity with Kelly. We met someone from the local group in Texas, but we were immediately turned off by his overbearing lecherous nature. I got the immediate "I'm only talking to you because I want to play with your hot young wife" vibe. While I had hoped that I wouldn't run into this again, i was prepared to grin and bare it to meet people like myself.
I started with chat rooms. I met a very wonderful woman named Rose. This was my first experience with someone else since Kelly in ages. We had instant physical chemistry. We played, fucked like rabbits, and played some more. She was fresh out of a marriage like I was and we were both just looking for fun. We ended up splitting ways after a few months just because we were at different stages in our lives. That time still sticks out in my head because I had that "Ah-hah!" moment of "This is what I'm looking for!".
After Rose, I just kind of drifted. I saw lots of people, played with lots of people (as a Dom) and just had fun. I really explored the male yearnings I'd had all of my life. While I went nutty with it, I was always safe. Well, I was safe with sex. I learned the hard way that I can be very clumsy when it comes to people's hearts. I stepped on a few and regret it.
I was a lot of people's first play experience. The Internet was finally blowing up and there was no shortage of people new to BDSM. Most of them were around my age and again - had tried the local scene and felt out of place due to their age or were pushed out because someone came on too strong. So we would hook up and play and play and play.
I also discovered ClubX around this time. I went to a few meetings and met some amazing people. I really liked this community as it was a central location of people like me to gather and have fun. I was working crazy hours so I wasn't quite ready to dive into the local community yet, but I knew this was something I needed to explore more.
My company opened an office in LA. I started going up about once a week, which opened the door to even more possibilities. I'd met a wonderful young lady by the name of Jess. She was new to the scene as well and was itching to get in. We went on our first date to a nice dinner and a goth club where there was a rope demo. Dinner led to drinks...which led to me back at her place tying her up and doing wicked things to her. She was smart, fun, sexy, and had the same taste in cinema as I did. It had also been almost a year since Kelly and I had split up. I wanted a relationship again and Jess was really pushing for one.
We moved fast. I met the family after 2 weeks. We were seeing each other every weekend. We spent as much time together as we could (which was tough because she lived so far). We played a lot and had a great time of it. But we were moving too fast. This is one of my clumsier moments. I had never really dated besides Kelly so I didn't know to take things slow and not get a head of myself. I didn't know what relationships were like outside of my crazy ass situation. It didn't work out. I regret breaking her heart, but she's a wonderful woman and will find the right guy some day.
I finally found myself drifting back to Texas. I missed home a lot and was itching to get back. My company had a contract out there and sent me on a 3 month mission that would last a year. I packed up my apartment and through it into storage, jumped in my car, and just drove. I would land at home in more ways than one.
Next time on Diary of a poly kinkster - Love for Texas
Chapter 8 - Drifting
Greetings my friends! If you've followed me this long, thank you! If you're just tuning in, welcome.
I know I've been a bit of a Debby Downer lately with my posts, but that was a darker time in my life. But fret not for after Kelly, it would all change!
After my relationship of 7 years, I was born again. I felt like I had finally come up for fresh air in a bath of ice cold water. I was for the first time ever a fresh babe exploring his legs. I was New. Unattached. It was time to shed the old ways and start anew.
For one thing, I finally shed religion. Over the years, it taught me nothing. While I didn't shed my faith or my guilt yet, I knew my place was not inside of a church or meeting hall. I've learned that most Jehovah's Witnesses who were raised in the faith eventually left it.
I also knew I wanted a relationship with some sort of D/s aspect. I had no idea how to find people of my like mind so it would take some work. I was up to the challenge. I'd been on the Internet and BBS' boards for years researching and talking to people. It was time to get out there and meet people! I tried it once before in one of my brief moments of clarity with Kelly. We met someone from the local group in Texas, but we were immediately turned off by his overbearing lecherous nature. I got the immediate "I'm only talking to you because I want to play with your hot young wife" vibe. While I had hoped that I wouldn't run into this again, i was prepared to grin and bare it to meet people like myself.
I started with chat rooms. I met a very wonderful woman named Rose. This was my first experience with someone else since Kelly in ages. We had instant physical chemistry. We played, fucked like rabbits, and played some more. She was fresh out of a marriage like I was and we were both just looking for fun. We ended up splitting ways after a few months just because we were at different stages in our lives. That time still sticks out in my head because I had that "Ah-hah!" moment of "This is what I'm looking for!".
After Rose, I just kind of drifted. I saw lots of people, played with lots of people (as a Dom) and just had fun. I really explored the male yearnings I'd had all of my life. While I went nutty with it, I was always safe. Well, I was safe with sex. I learned the hard way that I can be very clumsy when it comes to people's hearts. I stepped on a few and regret it.
I was a lot of people's first play experience. The Internet was finally blowing up and there was no shortage of people new to BDSM. Most of them were around my age and again - had tried the local scene and felt out of place due to their age or were pushed out because someone came on too strong. So we would hook up and play and play and play.
I also discovered ClubX around this time. I went to a few meetings and met some amazing people. I really liked this community as it was a central location of people like me to gather and have fun. I was working crazy hours so I wasn't quite ready to dive into the local community yet, but I knew this was something I needed to explore more.
My company opened an office in LA. I started going up about once a week, which opened the door to even more possibilities. I'd met a wonderful young lady by the name of Jess. She was new to the scene as well and was itching to get in. We went on our first date to a nice dinner and a goth club where there was a rope demo. Dinner led to drinks...which led to me back at her place tying her up and doing wicked things to her. She was smart, fun, sexy, and had the same taste in cinema as I did. It had also been almost a year since Kelly and I had split up. I wanted a relationship again and Jess was really pushing for one.
We moved fast. I met the family after 2 weeks. We were seeing each other every weekend. We spent as much time together as we could (which was tough because she lived so far). We played a lot and had a great time of it. But we were moving too fast. This is one of my clumsier moments. I had never really dated besides Kelly so I didn't know to take things slow and not get a head of myself. I didn't know what relationships were like outside of my crazy ass situation. It didn't work out. I regret breaking her heart, but she's a wonderful woman and will find the right guy some day.
I finally found myself drifting back to Texas. I missed home a lot and was itching to get back. My company had a contract out there and sent me on a 3 month mission that would last a year. I packed up my apartment and through it into storage, jumped in my car, and just drove. I would land at home in more ways than one.
Next time on Diary of a poly kinkster - Love for Texas