If You're Struggling To Write Sex, Write Food. If You're Struggling To Write Food, Write Gore. If You're

If you're struggling to write sex, write food. if you're struggling to write food, write gore. if you're struggling to write gore, write sex. They're all variations on the same themes.

Content: A quick vanilla scene between two OCs of mine, say gex

Context: Lucas is a normal human (homo sapiens) while Jude is part of a genetically modified sub species of human (homo atra). The only relevant difference being that atras have two erogenous glands while sapientes just have one (the prostate/Skene's glands).

Jude laid back on the bed, hands gripping the sheets, back arching in desperation as something ached from deep within him, begging for attention. "Lucas! Deeper! Please!" The atra cried as the larger man pulled him in with one hand and supported himelf with the other. "Deeper?" Lucas asked, making sure he heard the smaller correctly. Jude nodded. "Please. I need it deeper. I need more of you." He mewled. His desperation causing Lucas to twich inside of him. "You're really testing my limits right now, you know that?" Lucas chuffed, his voice trembling with fading restraint. "I'm not made of glass. I can take it." Jude assured him. "I want all of you." He breathed, looking into Lucas's eyes. Something inside Lucas threatened to snap. His heart may have skipped a beat but his movements certainly didn't. Swiftly removing Jude's legs from where they rested on his hips and bending them at the knees with his hands pushing down onto the underside of his thighs. "Tell me the safe word." He said after successfully bending his partner into the missionary position. The underside of his dick now resting against Jude's entrance. "Vanilla." Jude breathed, his own erection twitching at how easily Lucas had maneuvered him. Lucas leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. "You ready?" He asked, pressing his tip against Jude's entrance. Waiting for a go-ahead before pushing into the furnace that was Jude's insides. Jude shivered as Lucas moved past his prostate, seeking a deeper target. A choked gasp telling Lucas had found it. “This right here?” Lucas rocked himself, gently rubbing against the spot. “Yes!” Jude gasped, legs already shaking.

That's all I had typed up of this. I could add more but I spent way too long tweaking things to make sense without the full story and messing around with words so if I spend one more minute on this God forsaken post with my ADHD, I might just scream.

Choking Safety

I've been seeing some kind of scare-mongering type posts going around about choking during sex, so I wanted to address how to approach choking in a safe way. Choking is not a 0 risk activity, but it is also not so dangerous that you will just randomly die either. Anyone who does martial arts will confirm that thousands of teenagers are being successfully trained to choke each other safely (for self defense) every day! There's no reason you can't learn to do it too.

First you should be familiar with some basic anatomy of the neck and throat:

The carotid veins on both sides of the neck and the trachea/windpipe in the center are the most important things to be aware of. If you want to enjoy the psychological element of having someone's hands around your neck with relatively little risk, you can do "choking" play that avoids putting any pressure on those arteries or the trachea. As with all choking play, safety is highest when both parties are fully sober. I'm not actually sure if there are people out there who are into having the windpipe or trachea blocked. This tends to hurt like fuck and cause an autonomic choking response. You'll know if you went too far center because generally the bottom will be like "WTH". I don't know if there is a way to do this play safely or not as I don't have experience with it. It probably carries some risk of the trachea collapsing which would be a hospital trip for sure. Most choking play is done with the intention of cutting off the blood supply to the brain by applying pressure to both the left and right carotid arteries. This type of choking is not really "breath play" because of the way it works (though many people refer to it that way.) This creates a pleasant light headed feeling, but is also where the higher risk comes in. It often doesn't take long for a person to lose consciousness once these arteries are blocked, often less than 10 seconds. Sometimes getting completely choked out is the goal, sometimes not. Either way, the top has to pay very very careful attention to every aspect of their bottom's body language. Once you realize that a person has lost consciousness, the choking must stop immediately. Because of this: the most dangerous way to do this kind of play is alone. (hence all the auto-erotic asphyxiation deaths you hear about) It goes without saying that intoxication also dramatically increases the risks. It's not recommended to lose consciousness this way on a regular basis. It's just not good for your brain to repeatedly go through, especially in rapid succession. Generally, the more time spaced out between this type of play: the better. Though some people may have medical conditions that make the risk higher, as long as you stop choking when you reach the desired headspace, this play is approachable. Anyone who's REALLY into the idea but feels unsure or scared, I highly recommend taking a few martial arts classes. MMA guys do this to each other all the time! For sports! The key is just stopping at the right time. There are two main ways to go about blocking the carotid arteries. The main one used in martial arts and self defense is the rear naked choke.

This type of choke is incredible effective at choking someone out quickly and easily. The forearm and the bicep are squeezing each artery until the desired effect is achieved. The risk here is how quickly it works in combination with not being able to have a visual on your bottom's facial response. When someone loses consciousness they will go limp and begin twitching somewhat. This is normal, and you should stop immediately if you notice those signs. The more common method of choking play during sex is what looks more like typical choking. Facing your partner, using both hands.

You want to find the arteries with both hands, and use the meat at the base of your thumbs to apply gradually increasing pressure upwards towards your partner's head. You can keep the thumbs tucked to avoid accidental pressure on the windpipe. (Though this is not required so long as you remember not to apply pressure to the windpipe.) This type of play has a few safety benefits. First, you can see your partner's face so it's more obvious when you can see they've hit a headspace that is desirable. Additionally, it's just a little more difficult to find the arteries and push up on them correctly. If your goal is to get a little light headed without losing consciousness, this is more easily accomplished with this type of choke. However, losing consciousness is still a risk and both partners being fully alert will ensure the lowest risk environment. I know choking play is incredibly popular, even 'vanilla' people participate in this type of play on a regular basis without really knowing the technical details. Most of them don't get seriously hurt...but knowing what you're actually doing with risky play is a base component of risk aware consensual kink. Anyway I hope people find this helpful! Happy choking!!

Content: Obsessive ramblings tweaked for consumption.

Content Warnings: Obsessive ramblings, slight necro, slight implications of assault, slight violence.

Context: My concept of love is... strange, to say the least. I was bullied and ostracized by my peers growing up so when people actually gave me the time of day, it made me like this.

Your head was spinning, heart pounding, ears ringing loudly. You adored them. You absolutely fucking adored them. You couldn't breathe. You adored them. You'd let them do anything to you. Anything. You'd kill for them. They were perfect. Absolute perfection. If only they knew what just the thought of them did to you.

You adored them. You felt like you were going to pass out. You adored them. You couldn't believe they gave you the time of day. Most of them never seemed bothered or inconvenienced by you and would make sure you didn't feel left out. The others, you were just grateful they allowed you to share the same space as them. You'd let them do anything to you. You'd let them kill you and fuck your body. You'd let them violate you in the worst ways possible.

Fuck they were so perfect. You can't help but touch yourself to the thought of them. Touching yourself, imagining it was them. Imagining them watching you touch yourself. If only they knew how often the thought of them made you cum. How aroused just sitting next them made you. The things you'd let them do to you. Oh God. You loved them. This was love in its purest form. It had to be.

What I'd give to have someone choking on my dick. Tears streaming down their cheeks and I pull out of their throat just as they're about to puke.

I'd give them a second to get themselves together before shoving their head down on it again.

Content: A little misunderstanding regarding Lucas's feelings about his boyfie in a skirt: Part 1

Content Warnings: N/A

Context: I ran out of steam near the end and lost the motivation to finish. I'll make a part 2 at some point.

Lucas had been distant for the past few days. Ever since Jude asked him how he'd look in a skirt, it's been as if there was a sort of bubble around him that he was determined to stay out of. Jude knew skirts were usually a “girl thing” but he was curious. Especially since Lucas seemed to really enjoy seeing them. He'd never admit it but Jude could tell. Whenever Lucas saw a woman in a skirt, it was like how an animal's ears perked up when something caught their attention. The only difference would be that it was Jude wearing the piece of fabric instead of a woman. A difference Jude didn't think Lucas would care too much about but apparently he was wrong. Lucas responded with a “You'd look nice.” and hadn't looked at him longer than a second since.

“Lucas, would you rather be with a woman?” Jude suddenly asked while accompanying his partner on one of his smokes on the back porch. “... What?” Lucas asked, glancing at Jude before quickly shifting his gaze to look just over the atra's shoulder. “Would you rather be with a woman?” Jude repeated himself. “N-no?” Lucas answered, confused. “Do you wish I was a woman?” Jude asked. “No?” Lucas answered, now looking directly at Jude for what felt like the first time in months. Jude felt heat rise up into his face as the roles were reversed and it was him who couldn't bring himself to look at Lucas. “Have you… lost interest in me?” He asked, suddenly uncomfortable under the gaze he had missed so badly. “Of course not. Where's this coming from?” Lucas's cold shoulder melted almost instantly with a warmth that caught Jude off guard. “Do you dislike the idea of me wearing a skirt?” Jude asked. Face hot with embarrassment. “No, I just-” Lucas took a step back. “I think you'd look nice in a skirt.” He murmured, turning his face away. “Then why haven't you been able to look at me since I asked about it?” Jude's shyness gave way to frustration. Lucas bit at the butt of his cigarette before letting out a sigh. “Jude, is it ok if I show you something?” He asked. Turning just enough to catch Jude out of the corner of his eye, holding the cigarette in a way that covered the lower half of his face with his hand. Jude didn't say anything verbally but he would've made it clear if his answer had been a no. Lucas took a drag before letting out the smoke in a breath of anxious irritation. “You have to close your eyes first. I'm gonna have you feel something.” He pussyfooted. Jude shot him a look before doing as Lucas said. He felt the man gently grab his wrist and lightly guide it. He heard some shifting before Lucas's voice. “You ready?” The man asked. Jude nodded, heart pounding in anticipation. He trusted Lucas but couldn't dull his senses down. Like a cat with its fur sticking upright. He didn't know what he expected but almost jumped when the almost of his hand made contact with something solid. An outline of something protruding from what felt like denim. “You feel that?” Lucas's breath was raspy as he guided the atra's hand up its length. Jude nodded. Is this his- “You can open your eyes now.” Lucas breathed. Jude's suspicion was confirmed as he opened his eyes to see the palm of his hand cupping Lucas's crotch. “I didn't wanna make you feel like- you had to wear something you didn't wanna wear just to please me.” Lucas struggled to keep his composure as he spoke. “But I think you'd look really, really nice in a skirt.” He shuddered. The light brush of Jude's hand making his cock twitch visibly in his pants as every fiber of his being begged for more.

Jude swallowed the drool that had started to collect in his mouth as he held Lucas's member. He had never wanted anything down his throat more. Lucas let go of Jude's wrist once he felt the atra pull away. “S-sorry.” He apologized, assuming it was out of discomfort. “I shouldn't've done that without telling you first. ‘M sorry. I wasn't thinking. You just make me so-” Lucas started to ramble as Jude pushed him back enough to stand. “Lucas.” He interrupted. “Sit down.” He said.