Ducklings,
Well, say what you will, but in all my years of debauchery Ive never owned what they so delightfully refer to as personal massagers. There were a couple incidents back in high schoolthe guitar teacher wanted to show off this uber-realistic number some earlier girl had bought him as a present (ugh) (We never used it, just in case you were curious); the silver bullet I bought with my first girlfriend (I think she paid for it) that ended up going off in her pocket while we were saying bye to my mom. Despite some glowing recommendations from college friends, and some time, here and there, spent surfing the Good Vibrations website, I never got around to taking the plunge. Aside from the professor I hadnt had any really great sex sinceyeesh, summer 2002; been totally lax with the masturbation. So how ironic is it that now that N and I are back together and Ive been cumming out of my mind I decide that now is the time to invest in a vibrating ducky? Yeah, a ducky. Im starting slow. Id heard a feature about them on NPR awhile ago; I already had a fairly extensive non-vibrating collectionglow-in-the-dark, bathtub plug, momma and baby, et cetera.
N and I finally got a chance to sleep in this morning. We got up and played with Greta for awhile. I was hungry and almost considered eating some of the radishes I was cutting up for Greta, but instead we decided to walk to Pause. Sat around for awhile drinking lattes and reading the Onion and OutTravel (N has been to 2 of the top 10 gay beaches in the world; none for me yet). When we were ready to go N said So, are we going to Early to Bed now?
Seriously?
Eh, whatever.
May as well. Were so close.
Maybe you could buy that ducky.
Haha. Yeah.
We strolled over in the rain, had a smoke (one of the bad things about getting back with N. We both say were going to quit but she keeps buying packs and I keep bumming from her). The store was cute, totally non-threatening as promised (there were a few dildos I cant quite say the same aboutIve seen some big guys in my life but there was a black and white number that was easily as thick as my neck). We really enjoyed the packiesfake flaccid penises for genderqueer bio-girls, which came in large, medium, and almost comically small (why anyone would pick out small, Im not certain, but there must be a market, eh?) Some other good stuff, though I was disappointed that the glam harness, which looked totally hot pink on the website, was more of a shimmery plum in real life. I only had room in my pocketbook for the ducky though, travel-sized at that. I think well get along pretty wellI havent had a chance to get totally acquainted, and I think N might be a little jealous. So, when are you gonna try out your ducky? I dunno, maybe tonight if I dont go to that May Day thing. Hmph. I thought about suggesting we christen it together, but weve been doing so well on our own that theres no reason to complicate matters so soon. So I think the little guy and I are gonna head home now, run a bath and have ourselves an early night.
Well, say what you will, but in all my years of debauchery Ive never owned what they so delightfully refer to as personal massagers. There were a couple incidents back in high schoolthe guitar teacher wanted to show off this uber-realistic number some earlier girl had bought him as a present (ugh) (We never used it, just in case you were curious); the silver bullet I bought with my first girlfriend (I think she paid for it) that ended up going off in her pocket while we were saying bye to my mom. Despite some glowing recommendations from college friends, and some time, here and there, spent surfing the Good Vibrations website, I never got around to taking the plunge. Aside from the professor I hadnt had any really great sex sinceyeesh, summer 2002; been totally lax with the masturbation. So how ironic is it that now that N and I are back together and Ive been cumming out of my mind I decide that now is the time to invest in a vibrating ducky? Yeah, a ducky. Im starting slow. Id heard a feature about them on NPR awhile ago; I already had a fairly extensive non-vibrating collectionglow-in-the-dark, bathtub plug, momma and baby, et cetera.
N and I finally got a chance to sleep in this morning. We got up and played with Greta for awhile. I was hungry and almost considered eating some of the radishes I was cutting up for Greta, but instead we decided to walk to Pause. Sat around for awhile drinking lattes and reading the Onion and OutTravel (N has been to 2 of the top 10 gay beaches in the world; none for me yet). When we were ready to go N said So, are we going to Early to Bed now?
Seriously?
Eh, whatever.
May as well. Were so close.
Maybe you could buy that ducky.
Haha. Yeah.
We strolled over in the rain, had a smoke (one of the bad things about getting back with N. We both say were going to quit but she keeps buying packs and I keep bumming from her). The store was cute, totally non-threatening as promised (there were a few dildos I cant quite say the same aboutIve seen some big guys in my life but there was a black and white number that was easily as thick as my neck). We really enjoyed the packiesfake flaccid penises for genderqueer bio-girls, which came in large, medium, and almost comically small (why anyone would pick out small, Im not certain, but there must be a market, eh?) Some other good stuff, though I was disappointed that the glam harness, which looked totally hot pink on the website, was more of a shimmery plum in real life. I only had room in my pocketbook for the ducky though, travel-sized at that. I think well get along pretty wellI havent had a chance to get totally acquainted, and I think N might be a little jealous. So, when are you gonna try out your ducky? I dunno, maybe tonight if I dont go to that May Day thing. Hmph. I thought about suggesting we christen it together, but weve been doing so well on our own that theres no reason to complicate matters so soon. So I think the little guy and I are gonna head home now, run a bath and have ourselves an early night.
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esme:
city. roger's park.
asunder:
I bought my best friend a vibrator for Christmas. Our theme was "things that buzz." She bought me a razor. Anyway, wonderful post. I hope you get along well with your new friend.