Am I Game?

A few years back a friend turned me on to Dan Savage's advice collum. Though I'll admit I've only glanced at it a few times I've been a "fan from a distance" of his work & sexual philosophy for a long time now. One such philosophy that I recently re-read was the concept of GGG. Taken from Dan's wiki GGG is described as the following:

"Dan Savage and his readers often use the abbreviation "GGG." It stands for Good, Giving, and Game, and it means one should strive to be good in bed, giving "equal time and equal pleasure" to one's partner, and game "for anything—within reason." The term has inspired a cocktail and the "How GGG Are You? Test" on the popular Internet dating site OKCupid."

A wonderful concept to be sure & at the risk of sounding preachy, one that I think we should all pay attention to. I mean who doesn't want a lover who is good in bed, giving, and game to do whatever wild shit you may want to try?!

So I asked myself the question am I GGG? 

Good

Do I strive to be good in bed? Yes. 

Am I good in bed? That's a subjective question I suppose, I've had dynamite sex with some people, good sex with others & horrible sex with some too.Who hasn't? Some people's chemistry & genitals just work well together, others not so much. However without sounding like an egomaniac I'd say yes I'm pretty good in bed. Chemistry aside I strive to be good in bed no matter who I'm with & I think that's the point. Plus with the most important person in my sexual life I know I'm good in bed. Minx & I fuck like porn stars together and I have no doubts about my abilities to get her off.... and break our bed frame. 

Giving

Am I a giving lover? I think so yes. I always try to put my partners pleasure ahead of my own & I'm the type that get's off on getting my partner off. I even get off on getting my partner off in the confines of BDSM, though I'm no service top it's a submissive's (positive) reactions to what I'm doing to them that really put me in Top Space & during the time when I do bottom I get off on pleasing.

Game

Am I game? .....hmmmmm, yeah I'm down for pretty much anything but am I really game? More importantly with the one person who I should really care about am I game for anything within reason? 

uh-oh. 

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If I could pick one thing that I've learned about sex & about life in general over the past few years that I consider to be the most important & yet hardest for me to follow through on consistently is the following: 

Take what comes to you, say yes to things even if it's out of your comfort zone because you never know if this is your last chance. Live with no regrets.

A prime example of this lesson: chastity

Yeah you read that right. 

Years ago, not long before I went Dom I was dating a fantastic Domme (ironically the same person who introduced me to Dan Savage!) who wanted to try some chastity play with me and I believe my response was something akin to "Fuck that!" I had my reasons & to this day most of those reasons make that response perfectly valid. Truth is I'm just not capable of being submissive long enough to not say "fuck this" at some point & I suspect that point would come fairly quickly. The real problem? 

I didn't listen, not even a little. I was not into it & that was that.  

It wasn't until months later that we really talked about it. By then I had gone Dom, we had become friends & she had met a wonderful guy that would one day become her husband. When she told me that she had him locked up I started asking questions. The answers to those questions were pretty fucking hot & I immediately regretted not giving it a shot when I had the chance. I regretted it even though I knew any long term, or even moderate term chastity would drive me nuts in the not fun way.  

Why?

Because I passed up an experience that I was likely never to get again simply because I wouldn't listen. It was a powerful lesson for me then & five years later it continues to be, one I still struggle to remember when I should. 

I wrote in No More Boxes "Life is nothing but a series of experiences & relationships. To limit what you're willing to experience is to invite regret into your life and to me there is nothing more tragic" and that holds true here. I passed up an experience & I burdened myself with regret for one reason & one reason alone.

I wasn't game.   

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During my last visit with Mistress Lilyana an evil smirk came over her face. "I have an idea!" she exclaimed & within seconds produced a cock cage like this.

I'm not going to lie, I was excited.

Since turning down the chance years ago being locked up became quite the fantasy of mine fueled by regret. Notice how I say "being locked up" not chastity. I think calling what we did for 6 or 7 hours "chastity" would get me punched in the face by a few people I know & love & rightfully so! But since I turned it down all those years ago I've become amazed by the psychology of it, of what it would feel like and now I got to finally get a little taste of that. Maybe just enough to erase some regret, to correct past mistakes.

Plus it was just fucking hot.

Damn right I was excited.

I ended up putting the first part of the cage on myself, putting a cock ring on someone with balls as big as mine takes practice after all. ;) Then we both worked getting the cage on until it was almost there and she took over. It made a distinctive *snap* as the cage lined up with the holes in the ring & so did the lock when it *clicked* into place. Then she had me hook the anklet on her ankle that had the key attached.

Holy crap.

I couldn't describe to you the feeling if I tried. I was a range of emotions, some rough to swallow but most of them good and I was incredibly turned on. Plus, truthfully it looked fucking sexy, it felt sexy.

She teased me a little for awhile, I started to get hard but could only get maybe 1/3 of the way there because of the cage. I expected it to hurt, this was the part I was dreading but it didn't, it just felt like pressure. Not long after she had me go to the kitchen & get her some champagne. As I bent over the get the bottle near the bottom of the fridge I noticed quite a large amount a pre-cum drooling from my cock....

no-no I wasn't enjoying this one bit.

After some more play we decided to go out to dinner & yes it was left on. This part was interesting, the cage itself was very comfortable apart from the ring stretching my balls from the weight of the metal which caused me to get up & adjust a few times. As for the feeling of being out in public like that even though no one knew? I wasn't a fan, you would think the reverse would be true but it wasn't. I don't bottom to many people or two often & even when I do I have to work through things sometimes. Being in public made me feel exposed & not in a good way. My bottom side is immensely private, even writing about this & putting it out there is a big step for me. Still it was a fun experience, one that may grown on me someday.

What happened next however doesn't need to grown on me.

We got back to Lilyana's place & after some lounging she had me naked & began to tease. Now I'll admit I love being edged & I hate it all at the same time, how it's supposed to be I suppose but getting teased & "edged" while wearing that cage?

HOLY FUCK

I'm not sure how long it lasted, couple of hours me thinks but it's all a bit of a blur. Regardless it was one of the single most intense experiences of my kinky life, maybe THE most intense experience of my kinky life. The pressure building and building, the sight of my cock swelling through the gaps in the cage, THE SENSITIVITY! Holy shit, there were a few spots on my cock that felt like what I can only imagine a women with a ridiculously sensitive clit would feel.

Admittedly I fucking loved it, everything about it, Lilyana was amazing the whole time & damn sexy about it too. I even loved the marks that were left on my cock when it finally came off & seeing just how much pre-cum came pouring out of me.

Best part of all? I got to quell some of that curiosity & regret that's been hounding me for years. Even if I don't ever experience that again it was well worth it for that reason alone but instead I got to enjoy one of the most amazing experiences of my sexual life for one reason & one reason alone.

Because I was game

well..... that and Lilyana's bad ass skills!

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The hardest thing I deal with when I bottom is telling Minx about it. 

Don't get me wrong, it's gotten easier, a lot easier, especially over the last few months. Yet old insecurities die hard & showing that side of me to her is the worst one I think I've ever had in my life for reasons that I won't rehash here (again). Basically it's been like covering up a bad tattoo.

I got home from Lilyana's the following Sunday afternoon & we curled up in bed to watch the hockey game & get some snuggle time in. We chatted & talk quickly turned to what had happened, *gulp*. Truthfully the ever present "holy crap what will she think of this?!" was at an all time low not only because I'm getting more comfortable but that my experience was so intense for ONCE I was just a little bit excited to share it with her. So I told her the gory details, her response? 

"I want to do that!"

"Sorry baby, I don't think that's happening." I responded.

"I know" She said with more than a little bit of sadness in her voice. You see for a long while now Minx has wanted to explore topping & I've been all for it but she's wanted to play with me & I just haven't been able to even fathom going there. Not just because of the insecurities I've had about showing her that side of me but simply because she's my girl  

...and then it hit me, as I lay there it hit me. 

This is me not being game.

Now in my defense when it comes to the realm of BDSM Minx will always be mine as it were, at least in a mental sense. The reality of the situation is far different however, though we do have a subtle D/s thing going on that's more about how we are with each other on a daily basis & not in a more defined Dominant/submissive relationship. That is something we gave up trying to achieve a long time ago when we realized that to get there we were going to have to make sacrifices neither of us were willing to make but still in my head she's mine & that makes being game for something of that nature extraordinarily difficult.

But "one should strive to be game for anything—within reason." 

So no matter how I look at it all of this boils down to one question:

Is me bottoming to Minx "within reason"?

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Yes, yes it is. It's perfectly within reason.

  

Mistress Lilyana

A few  years back I stumbled upon an article called: "The 100 Greatest Sex Bogs" & I scanned over it looking for some interesting BDSM blogs. I followed a few & most turned out to bore me fairly quickly (as most things do) but one that really stood out to me was Mistress Lilyana's blog. It didn't take long to see why she was on the list, not only was her writing superb but the details of her play were HOT! 

Fast forward six months later to when I joined Twitter, it wasn't long before I discovered that she had a Twitter account & I immediately started following her. A few comments & conversations later & we became fast friends. Admittedly I always wanted to play with her since the day I first read her blog but circumstances being what they were, my own insecurities with my bottom side still needing work & geography issues took that idea off the table until fairly recently.

Then when Minx & I first started talking about going Poly I started thinking about what (who;) I wanted to do. It didn't take much thinking, hands down my list started with visiting & playing with Lilyana. Luckily she was going to be in the area visiting some mutual friends not long after & we arranged to meet in person for the first time. Minx & I had dinner with her close to New Years Eve & to my delight she was just as awesome in person as she was online. Plus Minx loved her, that was huge for me. I value Minx's opinion more than anyone's & can't imagine spending time with someone she didn't feel comfortable with, especially the first time we did something like this. Not to mentioned she liked a Domme I was interested in, that alone helped to further put my insecurities with showing Minx that side of me to rest.

So three weeks ago I drove out to spend the weekend with her & we had an amazing time! There wasn't a whole lot of play per se, we spent most of the time getting to know each other better & enjoying each others company the details of which we're rather private to all but those who are close to us which is why I haven't written much about it.

This past weekend I went out for another visit & again we had an amazing time. This time there was more play, wonderful sexy play including one of the most intense experiences I've ever had in my 8 years of BDSM play. This however raises a unique dilemma in terms of my blog. I almost never share the gory details of my sexual exploits for a few reasons, some of which I've written about before. Adding to my usual trepidation of oversharing is the fact that the play has me in a bottom role which I tend to be extraordinarily private about, so much so that even Minx doesn't know all of the gory details.

Yet I feel like I'm not doing the experience or my time with Lilyana justice without sharing. After all it was the details she shared in her own blog that first enamored me to her & our time together has been so good, so much fun that they are worthy of being gushed about. Worse yet might I be doing myself a disservice by not putting it out there? Just as her blog first attracted me to her may I be closing myself off to attracting possible future connections (with me on top or bottom) simply out of silly fear?

In my next post I plan on sharing some of the details about our play but for now let me just say that not only has the play been amazing but so has a friendship that has developed quicker than most. Not only is Mistress Lilyana one amazing Domme, she's an amazing person & a wonderful friend. We already have an amazing rapport with each other & have spent some hilarious time with each other the details of which really are no one's business. ;)

Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go work on my next post!

Possibilities

Insomnia. It's a beast that I have struggled with on & off for ages. Stubborn as I am I've never sought out help for it until tomorrow when I go to my doctor. I am at the end of my rope & it takes a lot to wear me down. The past three weeks have been brutal. On top of being sick I've gone through one of the worst bouts I've ever dealt with & none of the usual remedies are doing the trick. So whats been keeping me up?

Possibilities.

I am ADHD. That means when my brain gets excited about something it's very difficult to think about anything else. Medication has helped me tremendously over the past few years but sometimes at night when it's quiet, when I have time to think and I'm horny as all hell all I can think about are the possibilities.

Minx & I going poly over the last few months has been very hard, more so on me than her I'm sad to admit. I always thought that it would be the reverse but it hasn't been. It's been an emotional roller-coaster & it seems like we are constantly talking about the difficulties with each other or arguing more than we normally do. Despite this I know this is the right decision and that I want this just as much as she does. I know that my issues stem mostly from tricks my mind is playing on me & the shock of rapidly evolving our relationship in such a drastic new way. How do I know it's the right choice you ask? Because late at night when all is quite & I'm alone with my thoughts the hardship isn't whats on my mind.

It's the possibilities.

The possibilities of what I can do, what I can explore & who I can explore them with. The possibilities are endless & to be frank my brain is fucking excited about them!

It seems like the thoughts are out of control sometimes, desperately looking for release. That's what ADD does sometimes, it's an itch that you can't scratch until you experience the object of your thoughts and with endless possibilities, endless combinations, I've got a few itches that I just can't quite reach yet.

That's how I know going poly is the right decision. The tough times are a very small percentage of my actual thoughts it just seems like it's a bigger deal because that's been the focus of Minx & I's discussions lately. The rest of the time I can't stop being excited about being able to do all of the things that I could ever want to do.

Some nights I can't stop thinking about where things with Mistress Lilyana will go, what we'll do together, how things will evolve & just how deep I might be able to dive into my bottom side again.

Other nights I think of the reverse. I finally got a little taste of what I craved as a bottom again & since I have the fog has cleared a little bit. I was so caught up with scratching that itch that I realize now just how much I've ignored my Dominant nature. I miss having a submissive, I crave that connection again. It's time to get back out into the lifestyle & give myself the chance of meeting someone.

Some nights it's about our friends. We are lucky enough to have so many amazing friends in our lives, friends that enjoying sexual situations with would be very possible. I would love to spend time & enjoy myself with so many of them in a kaleidoscope of combinations that overwhelms my brain sometimes. One night I was so caught up in these thoughts that I started a wish list in my brain of the "perfect" situations that I would like to experience only to find out my wish list is rather endless. One of these days I hope to have the courage to approach these people because I think some of these ideas could be quite wonderful.

Then last night happened, last night was special. Yesterday a very unique possibility was presented to me and as per usual it was on my mind as I tried to find sleep. This is one of those things that comes along once in a lifetime if even that. It's still not set in stone, it's still in the "lets talk about this" phase & the principles & I have to sit down and have a long chat about the gory details because it has a very real chance of touching on some very heavy subject matter for one of those involved. Still my brain was excited & I couldn't help but think about some ideas I had about the possible scene if the Top involved feels like it would be a good addition to what she has planed. If I decided to go through with this which at the moment I believe I will if it comes to fruition.

There is a lot to be excited about, so many infinite possibilities. For my ADD brain this can be incredibly overwhelming at times because to put it simply:

I want it all & I want it now.

I'm a hedonist after all.

I suppose it beats being kept awake at night by negative thoughts. I'm so lucky that I have such an amazing wife that I can share this with. A wife I'm learning to share with others more than I ever thought I would & who is so good at sharing me. I feel blessed to have the freedom to explore my sexuality in ways people can only dream & I love Minx even more for giving me the gift of that freedom. With that in mind I suppose it's only fitting that I end this with the final thought I can remember having last night before I finally passed out, the only thought that really maters:

"I love my life"