Long Strokes

So we'd all like to meet new people of the opposite sex, its just a lot of fun.

Heres a fantastic method I just stumbled onto by accident. Dance classes. No this doesn't have to be anything crazy like ballroom or ballet. I went for Jive / Lindy hop, its fun, energetic and looks great with a partner. I'm sure every city will have some sort of dance class and most of them don't require you to bring a partner.

My female friend and I went to our local class and it was great fun, we both got to dance with heaps of new people and since we were new everyone was extra friendly.

Its not only that people are friendly, but also that the people who tend to go for this type of thing tend to be quite confident, self assured people, which are the people I myself am attracted to. Wins all around for me, I'll be there again next week.

OK so I was out with my friends on bank holiday Monday, shooting pool and drinking cheap drinks.

Unexpectedly one of our female friends walks in (she was meant to be on a date with her latest hot date). Its pretty obvious to everyone she is upset, it had turned out that the guy was a loser and giving her mixed signals or something equally as crazy.

Anyhow many drinking later the coded girl talk starts coming out.

"Where are all the *nice* guys?"

"Why can't I just find a *nice* guy?"

Now ok, fair enough she was pretty upset and the guy was probably a loser. But this sort of stuff really grinds on me, and I'm sure plenty of other guys.

See, she didn't mean she wanted a plain, stable, boring guy, who does?. What she actually meant was, why didn't that guy like me as much as I liked him. There is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that, there really isn't. Everyone has been in that position (myself.. far too many times).

She probably knows plenty of nice guys, plenty of guys who would really like to be her boy friend. But that's just not how it works. You have to be attracted to a person, everything else is second. Its definitely still important, but there has to be that attraction.

I challenge anyone to think of a couple who are not attracted to each other.

No one wants a nice boyfriend or girlfriend, everyone wants something special and lets not be afraid to say it.

Ok, ok, you've got me, I really like rope play. This is a perfect example of how not to tie someone up.

If you look closely her arms and wrists are linked directly to her ankles. This is bad. She could really hurt herself when you start playing. If she jerks her legs for whatever reason she's going to put a huge amount of strain on her shoulders.

So here is the tip. Always tie the wrists up separately. Start with a chest harness, then the feet, then tie the feet to the chest harness. Then she can pull and wriggle all she wants, and she wont be going anywhere or hurting herself.

The awesome Twisted Monk has videos with all the basic knots and also a huge hog tie.

I don't think I'm a rarity in liking stockings, there is just something amazing sexy about them. Whether they are held up by magic or a suspender belt they are a special sight to most men.

Today I have been a very lucky guy.

I managed to see a very rare sight on my way to work, stocking tops. My ten minute walk takes me through a busy train station as well as past office building full of smartly dress women.

In the train station, I was in a book store looking for a new book. The store's front is open and the bookshelves look out directly to the main section of the station. At this time in the morning hundreds of people are heading to work, its packed. An exceptionally attractive, tall girl walks towards me, she has amazing blonde hair and a polka dot dress, it finishes just above the top of her knees. She stops all of a sudden about 3-4 metres from me, put her bag on the ground and starts to bend over at the waist.

At this point I was staring at her completely, luckily she didn't see me. I was staring but had no idea what she was doing, all around her people were hurriedly striding past. Then my glance followed the movement of her body, her hands were going to her shoes. A very impressive pair of back heels, laces on both shoes had come undone and she was bending over to do them up.

I hope you remember that I mentioned this girl was tall and with the heels as well images of Bambi came to mind. But she was amazingly elegant, slowly leaning down and then eventually having to bend slightly at the knee. At this point I have to admit I did the head tilt thing as her dress pull up her thigh. I think I was willing it with my mind, and it kept coming to the point where I could see the bare skin at the top of her stockings. An amazingly sexy sight, and a great way to start the day.

Firstly Alex isn't my real name, I thought it would be fun to post under a fake name. Plus I want to be able to post whatever I want and not be worried about it coming back to haunt me in the future. Its a shame that it has to be done this way, I'm sure in five years time employers will understand that what you write in your private life is your business. But until then Alex it is.

I am a mid twenties professional from the UK (Not London), I work for a large company and I really enjoy my job. I'm lucky enough to have a great group of friends and a fantastic social life. A couple of them are quite similar to myself and are confident enough to enjoy talking openly about sex. I imagine our late night conversations will be the topics of many blog posts.

I'd like to think of myself as a sexually open minded person. I'm sure I still have some hang ups sitting in the back of my mind, but nothing which as held me back so far.

So after years of reading and enjoying the numerous amazing sex themed blogs on the internet I've finally plucked up the courage to write my own.

I'd like my blog to be from a guys point of view. After all we have Abby Lee, Belle de Jour, and Violet Blue doing a great job for the other side. Plus I think its about time that stereotypically shovanistic male voice was drowned out.

I'd like to show another side to the Internet, the really sexy side. And by this I don't mean the fake boobs and air brushed photos. I mean the amazingly sexy people out there sharing their deepest feelings, desires, and fantasies.

Who knows with the safety of anonymity I may even share my thoughts and experiences...