A few days ago, I slept within a short distance from where I grew up, my parental home, in my old village, far away from the big city.
I was there.
A journey back in time, our time, it was there. Really.
Do you remember?
Tongues in a bicycle shed.
Get to know myself and my body and then you too. Full throttle, baby.
Riding. Moan. Softly. Gently. Masturbating.
Your hand in my panties.
Hair that tickles and my belly too. And yours?
Seeing your erection and want to, dare to, feel.
Can I? And that the answer is a forever yes.
Jerk off, your seed, warm, your scent, horny.
Ejaculate and be surprised.
Want more, go further.
In love, so in love, the whole world fluffy, even if it was just a cloud. The sky was pink, love.
Taste the taste.
Do you remember?
In an old bicycle tunnel.
To see each other, but also so much more.
Kissing, sex you up, no stopping now.
Pants and panties down, yours too, wind in between.
Bending over, finding the right spot, the right height, go on, do me, cum, into me.
Moss on my hands as I lean against slippery stones.
Laughing, almost falling, always getting up again. Together.
Warm seed that I feel out of me much later, because you fucked me so deep and came hard.
Shine and relive, that’s pure pleasure.
In the car, driving, your hard one, harder and harder and I don’t mean you driving.
Make space, free your cock, literally and figuratively.
Take you in my mouth, bumpy, in my throat, I taste you, smell you.
Or is that wonderful time of before, perhaps no longer?
Do I have a longing for what used to be or what was?
Maybe what could have been, that too.
It was good to be back where it started for us.
The start of a bubble of just you and me.
In my head and in my heart.
Better next time.
All artwork by Puck Rietveld
The philosophy behind blogporn is not so much that it’s written by me, as being my own person, but from a pseudonym. An alter ego, so to speak. This has several advantages.
First, my writings (on the wall) are not linked to me as a person, I mean that people who read blogporn don’t make an association with me. To guarantee my anonymity for various reasons. On the other hand, I think it’s important that everyone (18+) may and can recognize themselves in blogporn. It could therefore in principle be written by everyone and at the same time for everyone. This is what it’s all about. I find that important.
I want to exhilarate, challenge, be vulnerable, be able to be, dare to(o), arouse curiosity and share, create togetherness or just stimulate time with yourself. I want you to smile in recognition, get warmed by desire, notice your body when you get horny, really feel and touch yourself and who knows the other person too. What you do before, during or after blogporn is your choice. A sort of everything is possible and everything is allowed story 😉
Now let’s go back to my alter ego, the pseudonym I choose to write under. I chose N/A. The literal translation of this is: Not Applicable. It also means Not Available and No Answer. And last but not least: