It's Working

For those of you who have only recently joined this blog and/or may have not read every single word dating back two and a half years ago, let me rehash why I started writing in the first place. 

I was looking at Recon profiles and blogs for years, and reading about all the hot experiences guys have, wishing it were me. They all seemed to be from guys who either lived in the Northeast or the West coasts. Years of looking at all these profiles and seeing things that I didn't have, yet wanting so badly resulted in giving me a complex of feeling powerless to change anything about my kinky life. And I thought to myself, yes, I've played, but not like that....

.....but I've played. I thought about it more and more, and I realized; I've been doing bondage since I was 18. Despite living in the middle of nowhere in college, I played a LOT. I found guys out there on sites and went for more weekend excursions than I remember (fortunately, most of them had photographic evidence). Maybe the pictures weren't as hot as the ones I've seen by other guys and maybe I didn't have a whole room full of gear and a dungeon of my own, but for being 25 years old, I have a pretty fucking kinky life! There's no reason I shouldn't be proud of it.

Moreover, there's no reason that anyone else can't have it. Maybe if I wrote about my own life, others won't feel so inhibited to get out there and play while they're younger. Grab your kinky life by the balls, kinkster, because you're not the only college boy dying to break into this. 

I've been pouring my life out to you all through this site in the hope that someone, somewhere is reading it and feeling like they're not alone. I track my stats a little bit so I know I have plenty of readers, but being that the blog really isn't that old (only 2ish years), I'm sure there's an impact yet to be made. 

But it's working. 

This weekend, MPLSGuy invited me up to help entertain a couple boys visiting him from Florida. FLABound and FlyBoyFL came up for their first big kinky excursion. It was an absolutely perfect weekend. There was a LOT of play, a tour of Minneapolis dungeons (thanks to MPLSGuy, b1point5, and Pterodactyl), good food, great laughs, EPIC bondage scenes (thanks to all our hosts and my partner in crime, PupTrigger), awesome nights at the bar, and a wonderful feeling of family with two really hot, young guys. As I sit here and write this on Monday evening, I feel a little bit like IML just ended. I'm kind of on cloud nine from these guys. 

On top of it all, the boys couldn't stop gushing over how excited they were to meet me. It was almost embarrassing how much they treated me like some kind of celebrity all weekend. I hadn't really talked to them on Recon or anything before meeting them this weekend, but they both told me how long they've been reading my blog for and how inspiring it was to them. Without the words and experiences I've written about here, they both told me that they would never have had the courage to dive in deeper or to go fly off to visit a dom for a kinky weekend. They were both too nervous to ever chat with me before, but they both said, "Reading your words gave us hope, and courage."

I'm not telling all of this just to blow my own horn. Fuck the fame, the fortune, the power, or the glory. That's not what this blog is about. I'm just so proud that I'm already somehow meeting the greatest goal that I ever set out for myself in this little spot on the web. I'm not here to be a celebrity. I'm just a regular guy! But I'm so, so proud that the words I've written are already having an impact on lives, somewhere.

But it's not just my words. More and more blogs, tumblrs, and twitters have been popping up from kinky, younger guys all over the country. People like TallGlassOfOJ, KinkyBoiNick, AlphaPupAlpine, BenInLeatherLand, JohnnyGear, VagaBondageBoy, PupSkoll, LeatherBondageLove, AllAmericanKinkster and RubberFreak are all pouring their kinky hearts, souls, and lives out for all the world to understand. These are all pivotal for our entire community. The more we share our own lives, the less isolated we'll feel, the more kinksters will come out, the stronger our community will be, and the more family we have.

To FLABound and FlyBoyFL, thanks for an awesome weekend, thanks for reading, and thanks for having the courage to take a leap of faith.

And to all the other blogging, tweeting, and tumblring kinksters out there,
Keep playing.
Keep traveling.
Keep photographing.
Keep writing.
Keep reading.
Keep living. 
Keep loving.

We're reaching them. It's working. 

Comments

[David H.]

It's not just the younger kinksters. ;)

I understand what they meant when they said reading your blog gave them "hope" and "courage". You've helped do the same for me.

I think this paragraph sums it up for me perfectly:

"Moreover, there's no reason that anyone else can't have it. Maybe if I wrote about my own life, others won't feel so inhibited to get out there and play while they're younger. Grab your kinky life by the balls, kinkster, because you're not the only college boy dying to break into this."

And you were worried about having no background in writing. ;) As a writer with no background in the art myself, trust me...just go for it...the details usually resolve themselves. And you have gone for it, with heart and passion. And that's why you inspire me and those others who read you. Being a somewhat jaded bitch at the tender age of 37...inspiration takes a lot for me to muster these days. I usually don't gush, and I did when I saw you last night (at least for me).

Breaking through those inhibitions can be quite the challenge, I've found - but you're right. There's no reason anyone else can't have it - it's simply a matter of making that leap of faith in your head. Much like writing, all else follows.

I feel like I'm making up for lost time, but grabbing my life by the balls...yeah. I've never felt this empowered. Christ, practically giddy sometimes, like I found a lost toy. Or maybe coming out for a second time. And I'm just a few steps from the beginning of this particular journey. No idea where it's going to take me or who I'm going to meet along the way. But I know that I have brothers such as you out there who've been there, who know what it's like, whose stories can serve as guideposts as I write my own.... Being an only child and non-frat boy (who went to the state school in the opposite corner of Missouri), I never really understood the whole notion of "brotherhood" until I started entering this community. But I've made some of my fastest and best friends since I did. And for that, I'm very, very grateful.

I could blabber on, but I'll spare you and your readers. I'll just say this: Keep writing. Keep inspiring. Keep being you. It IS working.

[a minnesotan]

Please be advised that I'm in your target audience. I've left a few creeper-ish comments on your blog a while back, but this post, plus my own life circumstances, have to do with an eventual emergence. Cheers.

[Katy]

I recently reoeinjd Fetlife, and one of the first rants I came across was about "no limits" slaves. I'm sure there are some critics who just want to stir up trouble, and some just don't believe there are people out there with no self-preservation instinct.The extreme "what if" is always presented: What if your once loving Master went over to the dark side and decided he wanted to cut off your arm? (Why a Master would ever want to do this is beyond me.) Of course, the logical response is RED!I guess my question is, why do so many people see BDSM as a competition?I don't have a problem with allowing a person her/his fantasy or reality, however they happen to see it.~ Diana ( An "on-the-fence agnostic")