I lay no claims to being consistent or logical. Why, even five minutes ago I took an industrial strength antacid tablet and then as an afterthought I ate a couple of jalapenos from the jar. I really wanted them both.
Which brings me to the question of my sexuality – I am not a straighty one-eighty. I have listed myself here as bi, and Lord knows I do love the dick, but on a Kinsey scale I probably lean closer to straight – in any case I’m not hetero and homophobia sucks, so you know...if you hate fags then you can fuck off.
I’m also not monogamous and I am in a long term open relationship with the awesome, witty, sexy and kind beestung13. I don’t generally use the word polyamorous because for me it carries a connotation of people who justify their sexuality by citing the behaviour of the bonobo monkey – it also carries the connotation of someone making out with randoms at a renaissance fair – however, if you call yourself poly and these prejudices I have don’t describe you, maybe we’d hit it off.
So aside from my seemingly indiscriminate sexuality there’s really not much to me – a vacuous hole of a man I live only to put notches in my belt .
But, one has to maintain a facade of normality to prevent the wider community for seeing one for what one really is; the Patrick Bateman of rampant horniness, so I also pretend to be interested in other things; read on for details.....