Winter is coming

I don't watch too much TV anymore, well, except for children's shows now. I can recite way too much Shrek or How to Train Your Dragon, fuck, I guess this is parenthood.

Anyway.

What I wanted to share with you is a new mini series that started airing on HBO Sunday nights at 9:00, Game Of Thrones. It is based on a series of books by George R. R. Martin, the first of which is the same name. I have read the four books that are out so far and have been eagerly anticipating this series. I saw the first one Sunday and all I can say is, its fucking great. Theres lots of sex, violence, and intrigue to keep you going and from what I've seen so far, great visuals and acting.

Check it out, you won't be disappointed.

Moonlight catches silver tears I cry

Just a line that always comes to me when I'm on the emotional side. Something about that last line...

"She came to me with a serpents kiss,
As the eye of the sun rose on her lips,
Moonlight catches silver tears I cry."

I found out midday yesterday that I lost the last of my grandparents. She finally succumbed to her deteriorating health and I can only hope she is in a better place and free of pain.

You will be missed.

Got Wood?

There is something very mind clearing and Zen like when going about a task without even thinking, just going through the motions like on auto pilot. Two weekends ago, I helped a neighbor of mine by removing a large tree that had fallen in his back yard during this particularly harsh winter. The weather was a bit on the cool side, in the 40's, but once you get working you work up quite the sweat. After dealing with the largest pieces and making sure everything was felled on the ground, I went to town on all the smaller stuff.


I restarted the chainsaw and went back to work. Trunks, limbs, branches, all fell to a wave of what became a motorized extension of my arm. I would pick a piece, start at the thickest part and work my way out, cutting into manageable pieces. I just fell into this rhythm, cut it, lift the next length onto the piece I just cut, and go again. I totally lost track of myself in the roar of that little motor. It wasn't until I ran out of gas that I realized how much I had torn through. My neighbor who was filling my truck with the cut up pieces, just stood there in shock. He said to me "you are way to comfortable with that thing, you scare me a bit", as a smile crossed his face.


You just loose yourself in the work, thoughts are gone, its only the job at hand in front of you.

The same thing happened this weekend. I've had all these pieces of cut up logs sitting in my driveway. I'd grab a wheel barrow full, take them out back to my chopping block, and just start splitting them, and piling them. With every fall of the ax, wood fly's through the air, the split half's shooting left and right. Again, lost in the rhythm, I'd no idea I was going at it for hours, the pile now three feet high and six feet across. The smell of fresly split wood brings a smile to my face.

Nothing in my head except the next piece of wood...
Very Zen like...

Sensory Overload Pt 1

I awoke groggily, like coming out of a haze. I can hear music in the background but I can't see. I'm blindfolded. There are faint traces of light from the bottom of the blindfold, soft light, like candles maybe.

I'm on my knees on a bed, close to the edge, my arms out to either side, obviously tied to something as I feel soft bindings at my wrist, a post style bed probably. The room feels warm, good thing because I haven't a stitch of clothing on.

I move my head from side to side, trying to get the haze out, maybe catch some sounds of motion.

I can't remember the last thing I did to wind up like this. We were out having some drinks last I recall, but I don't remember drinking that much.

Then I feel movement on the bed behind me, someone crawling towards me. A familiar female voice whispers in my ear, "Don't worry baby, its time for you to just enjoy". And with that, she gets off the bed and I'm left alone for a few minutes.

The bed moves again as she crawls up behind me. I feel her nipples on my upper back as she leans into me, the heat from her body fusing with mine. Her hands making contact with my sides, sliding slowly up as her lips find my neck, kissing, licking. One hand moves to my head and pulls it to the side, so she can access more skin with her lips. The other hand moving down my abs, reaching and finding my cock. Her hands expertly caressing me to hardness.

I'm just enjoying every ounce of touch when I feel another pair of lips and a tongue on my swollen cock head. I jump with a start and she just gives me a soft laugh in my ear, "Just enjoy it" she says, with what I can tell is a smile on her lips.

I now have four hands and two mouths exploring my body, its an overwhelming sense of pleasure.

She says to her friend, "oh wait, guys are visual creatures, we should let him watch."  And with that, she unfastens the blindfold. It is a four post bed I'm on, in what looks to be a posh hotel room, with soft light flitting about the room.

I have one dark haired beauty kissing and licking my shoulders and neck while a light haired beauty kneels before the bed looking up at me, her tongue poised to lick. I see both are as naked as me, my god, what a sight to behold.

I shudder to myself thinking, this must be what its like to be worshiped like some Greek god. My body the temple on which offerings are to be made.

Dark beauty wrenches my head back, her mouth taking mine, tongue darting in and out, one hand in my hair, the other on my jaw. Her nipples feeling even harder rubbing against my skin, her touch is electric. The other is taking her time, licking up one side of my shaft then down the other, her hands on my straining thighs. My dark and light, drenching me in their passion, relishing flesh.

"You need to share that" says Dark as she moves off the bed and kneels with Light. Their heads positioned on either side of my cock, lips slightly parted, wet with saliva, moving back and forth. Tongues finding every square inch, around the head, flicking the under side, I'm slick with their combined oral talents. One moves to lick and suck on my balls, the other taking more and more of me into her mouth. Sheer ecstasy clearly etched on my face. They start alternating back and fourth on me, Light taking me entirely into her mouth, pulling off, then holding me for Dark to do the same, and she does. This goes on with nothing but pleasurable moans escaping my lips.

Then, both start licking my shaft again, their lips meeting each others, tongues darting into each others mouths over my rigid cock. They embrace each other, one hand softly stroking me while the others are caressing each others tits, their kissing growing more passionate. At this, I suggested they untie me and join me on the bed.

Just a thought...

How is it I always seem to hurt the ones I care about? No matter how unintentional, it is always bound to happen. I always seem to have the best intentions, but things can, and do backfire.

I'm a guy, and as such, its been pointed out that we are, as a collective group, emotionless lumps of flesh. I feel however, at least with me, that emotion is hard to convey for men. I try at times, but it never seems to come out right, or it comes across in a different way than what was meant. Its even harder to express when you have no physical, face to face communication. You can't read the subtle expressions or what the body language may be saying in relation to the words, or maybe even contrary to the words.

Forgive me my guyness, but I'm a work in progress.

I hate to think that I can hurt someone so easily but totally unintentionally, but apparently I can.

Sunrise

The sun crests the horizon on a cool morning.
No movement or sound breaks the stillness.

The dawn warms to the first rays of light.
That light, blinding the eyes,
but the beauty worth every burning halo.

The bay echo's the days renewal.
As the empty benches and I bare witness to yet another stolen moment in time.

Rock Climbing

I had a pretty busy day saturday, which culmunated into something new for me. It started out with some work for the in-laws.  I had to install a new garbage disposal for them, which was not to bad. Then I hooked up and networked a new blue-ray player with wifi for Netflix.   I like electronics though, so its not big deal for me.

Later though, my wife and I were to join her sister and some friends for indoor rock climbing for her sisters birthday.  We showed up, got ourself set with harnesses and shoes, and then on to a quick how to with two employees.  I'm apparently a born natural, at least according to the group we were with. I think my height and weight helped me compared to the others in our group.  On one wall, I was able to make the top in 14 seconds, the record I'm told is 8 seconds. (this is an actual pic I took while there, 35 foot walls)

Let me just tell you guys, it is a great time, if you get the chance, do it. I highly recommend it.

We ended the day with drinks, appetizers, and cake at a local restaurant. So over all, it was a good night.