I'm traveling around the United States a lot these days gathering material for my two main creative endeavors: a new YouTube channel, Art Companion
, about the museums I hit up around the country, and a
, which features a mix of gut punching and muscle worship videos plus occasional commentary on various aspects of gay culture and its discontents. Check them out, and if you find either or both of them interesting, I hope you'll like, comment, subscribe, etc. I'm on Instagram
-- @homoabnormative -- and Facebook
(@slimnmuscly). Let me know if you'd be interested in helping make a video, especially if you're in the Houston area, although I do travel throughout the United States.
Through trial and error over the years I've developed a scene that gets everything out of sex I want and none of the things I don't. This is how a typical hookup goes:
He worships my muscles (and/or I worship his); he sucks my nipples while squeezing me as tight as he can; we wrestle around; he punches me in the abs and chest until I give up or wear him out (usually the latter); he chokes me just enough; we get off.
That's what I most love to do in bed. It runs a heavy emotional gamut; it's physical and invigorating and hot; and nobody has to "prepare" with enemas, use condoms, get on PrEP, stress out or go to the STD clinic afterward for another round of increasingly ineffective antibiotics. It's amazing how fulfilling and relaxing casual sex can be when you're not brainwashed by the groupthink that equates sex with penetration.
As for nonsexual stuff, I've been to 120-plus art museums in the past five years and am a contributing editor at an art magazine. I co-parent the surviving one of three crazy, adorable dogs with my ex (he lives with him. We were together four years and have been good friends much longer). I have a colorful past and it's out there and everybody knows and not only hasn't it ruined me, it's helped get me where I need to be.