Live After Death

Open doorway with light shining into the darkness of the room for a post about writing

I saw the food for thought prompt “why blogging” and thought well folks what the fuck! Even though I have been silent here I have still been writing. Writing was a part of life long before the blog, before the word blog was invented, trees were sacrificed in great numbers for words no one would or should ever read. Writing continued in an unrelenting cadence even while in self imposed exile in Journals, diaries, divisive political speeches for right wing nut jobs in public office (kidding) and other half baked insane diatribes. The truth is this space keeps calling to me.

If you knew me, really really knew me there is no difference between the pseudonym and the man I am.

The Show (or Sin) Must Go On

Perhaps Maiden said it best with their live album title in the mid 80’s.  It’s been a year and while I have lived a few moments here and there (over tea, on a London Street corner, contemplating the mosh pit at Slayer) until recently not much has changed in terms of having a life. In fact with one exception I have become more isolated both personally and professionally in every sense of the word. For a variety of reasons I have decided to recreate this space as an outlet, as a place to explore thoughts, and to share. 

As for the past, it is what it is. The future though is whatever I make it. Something that I no longer plan to do on anyone else’s terms. Long gone is the man tucked into the corner of posh places with an array of people who are all hanging on and want something. Gone for now and maybe forever the words of the past.  Instead I am here, alive after death both the obvious ones. Friends, lovers, relationships, what have you. Folks it has been a death filled year on many fronts and one of them is the person I was who patiently waited for everyone else. 

What follows will be different from before. More visual in nature. You determine what the story is. Long before disappearing the truth of my world had ceased to be written here. I lost my muse, my voice. and thought that the words were destroying the things and people i cared most about. It changed what I wrote, how it was written.

No longer though will others lenses influence what is said, written, or shown.

Maybe you could say I was “born again”. After all who says the religious types are the only one who can use that term?

Yes through the divine miracle of sex and coffee and a wanton woman. I have seen the error of my ways and been reborn an unrepentant hedonist in his tailored suits, crisp shirts, and lace up shoes.

Sing it with me children AaaaaaHHHHH fucking her in the ass on a Sunday morning men.

So look for me in a hot dark room

See me in your wildest fantasies and worst nightmares

And with that it’s time to live a little

I may not be the devil but have no doubt I am evil, I am wicked and I am as I once was and always will be…I am Malflic.

See you in Hell ( and hugs)

Mal

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Alice in Green (Rope Bondage)

Alice in Green…Rope Bondage

A Sexy Body and Willing Lustful Mind – Alice

Rope Bondage and Picture of said bound Alice – Lord Raven

Loving when kinky pictures of your friends having fun show up unexpectedly in your text messages. – Mal

Wondering what Vanilla’s use snap chat and text messages for???

Pretty much everyone who gets those types of pictures.

Knots in ALL the right places!

Sinfully Delicious

 
Alice in Green Rope Bondage - MFP rope bondage body harness tie

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Sinful Sunday

Snidely Whiplash Fetish

If you want to blame a life of deviant sexual behavior and interest in rope bondage on one thing you have to look no further than the influence of Snidely Whiplash from the Rocky and Bullwinkle Show.   Which were of course the first bondage videos I watched and I’ve been tying people up and to things ever since.  Fortunately railroad tracks aren’t typically one of them.  Also just to prove that Alice actually is allowed to wear more than a a bra and panties on occasion here’s a pic of her sporting a shirt from Bastard Ropes  that caters to that very theme. Showing that just maybe I’m not the only one who got their kinky start from cartoons.
 
Alice in a Bastard Ropes T Shirt featuring Snidely Whiuplash

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Sinful Sunday

Sex Toy Soup

We’ll It’s time for this months Sinful Sunday Theme Submission.  The prompt was essentially Sex Toys and seeing as my state of mind is still askew from even my version of normal  I opted to take the Andy Warhol Theme from last week one  (or four) steps furthers and create a Series of Sex Toy Soup Themed images playing on his interpretation of the Campbell’s Soup can.  After all what is more American then Pop Art Stolen from another Person’s idea, Campbell’s Soup, Dildos and Butt Plugs all put together?
Waves of Pleasure Warhol inspired Spup can with a Dildo Over it
 
 
 
A Tantus perfect pluf super imposed on a soup can in a Warhol Inspired Sexy toy Photo
 
Thick Dildo Soup Can A la Wathol and Sex Toy Photo Edit
 
Tanatus Large Perfect Pplug with Vibrator Color Edited and placed on a Campbells Soup Can
For anyone who is interested and truly in jest there is the  “The Essential Sex Toy Soup Reading Companion”.  Ok part 3 is  really just to remind myself how I did this as much anything. Also there’s some humorous insight into why the fuck I put Dildo’s and Butt Plugs into a Sex Toy Soup themed Post.   The short answer is “Plan A” Didn’t work.
 

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Sinful Sunday

 

Rough

“People need to be made more aware of the need to work at learning how to live because life is so quick and sometimes it goes away too quickly” – Andy Warhol

Behind the bespoke suits, clean shaven face, the portriat of a respectable and civilized life, and fancy friends is the real me.  The one that is Rough. Who prefers his addiction to morally questionable women, rough sex, and loud angry music over all else.
Warhol type picture of Mal with a Mohawk
If you know me, yes this picture is both really of me and recent. I love if becuase it is not flattering. It is quite literally a portrait of a life that very easily could have been. A moment of the darkness often referenced but typically very far from sight.
Appearing nothing like the expected apparition, the image you are normally allowed see, the one you think you know. The vanity is gone. This is a person who overtly doesn’t even pretend to give a fuck. Who has decided to live for a few moments fully on his own terms.
 
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Sinful Sunday

Epic Boobs from Above

Let’s face it. Being a Top, if so inclined has its benefits. Not the least of which can be seeing Alice grinning up at you from at your feet as you take in the sight of her amazing cleveage and truly Epic Boobs.
 
 

Epic boobs - Alice's epic boobs and cleveage from above

Sinful Sunday

Stung

Before you got to see Alice “Waiting for the Sting”  and now her bottom has been stung by the leather slapper.  An implement she is developing a love/hate relationship with when it’s in Raven’s hand.
I plan to change the love part when it’s my turn to use it.
 
Alice's bottom stung after having it spanked with the slapper

Sinful Sunday

Only the Tip

Only the Tip
 
This for me is a very uncharacteristic picture.   After all my idea of a good cock shot usually includes a rooster and is done in jest.   Yet as part of what I seem to have taken on as an unplanned challenge this year for Masturbation Month I decided to do something that was new. Take a picture early on during some self indulgent moments.  But for now it’s only the tip…maybe things will work their way into other things from there.
Male Penis Tip during Mastrubation
I’ll be the first to say that sometimes the best thing about art is that it makes you uncomfortable.  I’m not so sure that hold true when it’s you that are the subject, artist, and viewer but none the less.

Sinful Sunday

Taking Matters Into my Own Hands – Masturbation Kink of the Week

Masturbation – Kink of the Week
It’s the year of the Orgasm around here so it only fits that I sit down in earnest and talk about Masturbation. Something I’ve not really done very much (writing about it that is). I’ll start with the questions Molly has posed as part of the topic then see where the mind goes from there. For all the things I can and do write about Masturbation in terms of my own practices has never been much of an area of literary focus for me. It has gotten little more than passing mention until a recent post. Yet as you’ll see it has factored into my own sexuality; that of my partners, and so many other parts of my sex life for as long as I can remember. It’s almost certain that writing this will cause me to pause, reflect, perhaps laugh, and at times be deeply uncomfortable with what I’m sharing. It seems so very personal but that may be tied to youthful misconceptions on the topic. So taking matters into my own hands let’s get this novella of self-pleasure (and the mishaps) masturbation has led to started.

Are you a regular wanker?
I love this question! And starting off on a humorous note. I am a fucking massively huge wanker in many people’s book. As for my actual wanking well that depends on the time period although masturbation is certainly part of my sexuality and sexual routine. Working from now backwards to once upon a time. Given my theme for the blog this year I have seen the amount I masturbate compared to the past two or three years increase in order to hit my 3 orgasm a week minimum target. In a lot of ways it’s made me a better more patient lover when with a partner so that’s a good thing. Not that there’s anything wrong with the occasional hard fast just need to cum grudge fuck. So why the slowdown in the preceding years? In part I’m sure it was age, some of it was lack of time, and a general frustration with my actual sex life/partner. Just about everything involving sex mad me angry rather than stimulated and enjoyable. (A post on what else changed seemingly for the better will come out next week.) So perhaps some insight into why I picked three orgasms a week. Three is the number that (historically) keeps me from being on edge and a sexually frustrated asshole. Generally speaking I have good control when playing with an established partner and the ability to last. It’s also a manageable number given a variety of options in a busy life..

 
When did you first start masturbating?
The first time who knows? Like most males I knew I liked having a penis fairly early on. As for using it for any form of pleasure (other than writing my name with piss in the snow) with any regularity and purpose was around 11 (and in the 5th grade). In those days my early my masturbation fodder was of course my class mates. By 13 I could Jerk Off (nearly) endlessly…and did. Three or four times a day at points for days (or weeks) on end. It was well into my 20’s. It wasn’t uncommon and always it was based on based on how sexually active I was elsewhere. More than two days without cumming and it was time to take matters into my own hands. For the most part even with daily sexual activity I would still use masturbation two or three times a week for additional sexual releases.

Was it a wonderful discovery or a shameful secret? “Maybe you were bought up in a environment where you were taught that touching yourself was ‘devils play.”
I’m not sure it was shameful but it was certainly a secret (at first). While the concept of it being a sinful action never came from home the good Catholics around me made sure we knew that “any type of sexual pleasure that was not open to the possibility of conception and within the confines of a marriage was a sin.” So of course that made it all the more appealing. Yet looking back self gratification was the punch line of endless jokes about hairy palms, going blind, and something the mentally ill did.

In retrospect there probably was an element of embarrassment that kept it from being a topic of conversation during those years. Still I didn’t lie awake at night worrying that blowing my load into a tissue was going to get me a hotter place in hell. I never thought I’d go blind but a few times did think I might wear down the head of my penis. Of in the best case scenario end up with a huge callous on the underside of the head. No I’m not kidding, I had wondered/worried about that at a few points.

How did this effect you and your exploration of your self pleasure?
It really didn’t. Other than being somewhat discreet and it not being a topic of open and honest conversation even with sexual partners and friends my self exploration and masturbation morphed and changed. It included using various lubricants to keep from getting sore/raw. At first Vaseline and at times huge amounts of it. Then was the discovery of KY lube first used on me for a hand job by a girlfriend that got added to my own arsenal. As my sex life became more regular I would jerk off into condoms, as a way of trying new brands and seeing how they fit and felt before using them with a partner.
Sheik were always a favorite. Durex had some great one and at the time Trojans felt like your dick as in an inner tube. Thankfully they have gotten much better.
 
Do you like to use sex toys when you masturbate? Maybe you have a favourite toy or maybe you prefer the joys of your own hand/fingers and nothing else.
My own hand is by far the preferred method. I’ve become more particular about lube type (Sliquid followed by Astroglide because they have one use travel sized lubes) if given a choice but not so much so that it’s a requirement. On very rare occasion I’ll add a bullet vibe on my balls for extra oomph. It does increase the intensity of my orgasm just like when the same tactic or a hand is used for additional stimulation during other sexual acts.
Over the years I’ve masturbated with a number of different sex toys; most of them are not at all noteworthy and all but a few were gift from partners. Here are a some examples.
Penis Pump for Masturbation
The very first was a penis pump from a college girlfriend. She bought it a porn shop on a Friday night so you can imagine the quality but back then it felt adventurous. The pump occasionally (maybe 3 times) saw some solo play. Mainly she liked to watch me use it and was fascinated by both the size change in my cock as it hardened and also my orgasm. Literally it was almost a question and answer session every time. More of a play by play rather than taking dirty but no complaints.
 
 
Pocket Pussy Jerk off male masurbator
Another lover gave me an old school mouth themed masturbator to use when she’s “not available to blow me”. It was fine but never a favorite and the cleaning and storage of that damned jelly thing and other pocket pussy themed jerk off toys are probably why I’ve never even seriously considered a Fleshlight (which has to be an improvement).
 
 
 
 
Magic Wand Vibrator Penis Head Male Masturbation attachment
 
Just this year I’ve added some male third party attachments that go on the Doxy I bought for the Blonde. It was done on a whim based on a short video clip on Tumblr and really as an act of cynicism. I expected to be underwhelmed at best but have to admit they feel awfully damn good and produce ball draining orgasms no matter how much or how recently I’ve cum. Toy wise these are by far my favorites ever with the “Vibrating Head” being favored over the “humming bird” model. Eventually I’m hoping to find silicon versions of them some point.
 
 
 
 
Does masturbation feature in your relationship?
My Primary relationship it really doesn’t. In fact it’s something that has never really been discussed in detail and makes her feel deeply uncomfortable. I blame religion and the shame it carried in her youth. It’s a nod and a wink kind of thing. Masturbation has/does at other times feature as part of the relationship with other partners. More so theirs than mine.
 
Is watching your partner getting off is seriously hot or something that makes you uncomfortable?
Hot? Yes! Seriously fucking hot. So rather than retell history here are two examples. Watching Her Cum from a few years back and another partner who briefly re-entered my world in Spanked and Self Gratification. Watching my partners get them selves off really works for me, it can have a D/s component to it, teach me about how they like to be touched, how they react when they are near the edge, and when they go crashing over it into that ecstasy that is an orgasm.
Or course it doesn’t end there. Looking ahead I have a few scenes that will feature my partner’s masturbation in front of me that will hopefully get played out. The settings are picked. The build up’s planned and the toys arranged for (or identified). It turns me on just thinking about what I’ll get to see, and learn about them as they get themselves off in a variety of ways.
 
Alternatively how do you feel about being watched?
This one is a mixed bag. And that is based on mixed experiences I’ve had when being watched. Penis Pump girl was fun and harmless. I was young and in peak shape so you could watch me doing anything at any time I could have cared less. Add to it that I’m not a CFNM kind of guy. A lot of guys are and get off on that which is great for them.
A Neutral Masturbation Experience
One partner liked to suck me hard, have me masturbate to the point of release and then would take my cock in her mouth and then get off on vigorously swallowing my cum. I neither really liked or disliked this and at times thought it was a bit inattentive on her part. Yet there was some internal narrative in her head that was never shared but made it hot for her so I’d play along. Oh did I mention I got to have an orgasm so who could blame me?
Positive Being Watched Experience – “Cum on me Here”
Mutual Masturbation counts right? She was a bit of a “cum junkie”. Yes an impolite term but her words not mine. She would strip and tell me “Cum on me here…” the location always changed though stomach seemed to be most popular as she would try to time her own orgasm shortly after mine. Excluding ears and nose at one time or another I came on about every of her and much of that was masturbating while she watched.
Negative Experiences of Being Watched – I have been asked to be watched and had a few react negatively when they did. Not my kink that’s for sure. Frankly bothered me then and even now when I think about it. Who knows what they were wanting or expecting? At the time I was young(ish) and it turned me off to the idea of being watched while masturbating. Watching my partners is much more fun for me and always has been.
What do you think about when you masturbate?
What do I think about? You! My partners, what we’ve done and what I want to do to (or with) them. My kinks play a big part of all of my sexual out lets. I think about what turns them on, what makes them cum, what they let me do to them because it gets me off. Equally important is probably telling you what isn’t thought about, Nothing that is pure vanilla, if it pure fucking and not true kink it’s hard and fast. Heaving breaths and bodies colliding with ample lust filled force. But mostly it’s kink or kink related sex.
 
Is there a favourite, orgasm guaranteed, fantasy that you like to think about?
Continuing with the answer above. Spanking is a go to for my orgasms. She is bend over bared and marked, She quivers at the thought of another swat, can barely take it but does to please me, to test me, or to see if I can break her will to take everything I will put her through. There are always others but the go to ones always involve her submission to me in some way. shape, or form. Whether waiting for me under a table to finish so she can orally please me, letting me edge her time and again until she begs to cum. You get the idea
Do you like to watch porn, or maybe you prefer the stimulation of the written word?
It’s a mix of everything but mainly my own fantasies. Look i write a sex blog so porn is like coffee in the morning, pretty normal.  Not surprisingly BDSM, Bondage and Fetish/Spanking Porn is a fairly regularly consumed item for me but I don’t watch it specifically to masturbate to but can be a go to thing for me there is a bank of scenes I can replay in my mind if and when needed.  Now Fucking to Porn is something I like.
 
Postlude:
Wow that’s a lot of words. 2256 prior to the postlude to be a little OCD about things.  At the end of it all, taking my own practices and sexuality out of it I can’t help but think about how much better adjusted our world would be if people were taught to accept and embrace normal healthy behaviors like masturbation rather than clouding them with shame, guilt, and other negative feelings.  How much more fulfilling our interactions with our partners would be from the beginning if we understood out bodies, needs and wants better…of course also learning to communicate them  as well.
I’ve asked myself the question why don’t i write about masturbating as more than a passing reference prior to this? Is it tied to hidden feelings of shame? Unlikely at this point in life. Is it because of a cultural Taboo?  Perhaps but again unlikely. I’ve come to the conclusion perhaps incorrectly that once we are adults we take charge of our sexual desires and needs, sometimes in our 20’s, sometimes in our 30’s or 40’s but for those of us that are lucky enough it happens.   and I tend to believe part of that is understanding your own body through masturbation and everthing that accompanies it.
 
 

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