Who's hungry?

A boy buffet to be sampled, savored, and devoured.

Once again I am compelled to remind people that beautiful naked boys don't just magically appear near the forest and if they happen to fix you with THAT look and you can't move: that's the moment you either choose to run or give in and see where that road leads instead. There's worse ways to go.

Ignoring the fear of misunderstanding: The difference between a boy who needs the training I offer and the Man that comes from it is that one i call 'boy' and the other I would call 'son'. My goal is always to help someone be better than me, and my son is the best of me and more: He's himself too.

As a Daddy I teach resilience, confidence, self-sufficiency and more through the 'lessons' i teach a boy when training him. My goal is not to create a sex toy without agency but a Man who knows himself and chooses to make that his gift to me through his submission. He has something true to offer.

Stories like Zeus and Ganymede erase the intimacy when they tell the story because it makes them uncomfortable because their culture conflates too many unrelated things when it comes to us and our history. It's easier to toss it all out than admit we were on to something they are lacking.

For us the challenge is more than just reading beyond 'room mates'. We have to also remember that our relationships were easily obscured. Many don't realize that as gay men we DID adopt our partner to ensure inheritance so some where even legally 'daddy' and 'son'.

Sorry if anything is showing up as double posted. Bksy has been giving me issues all day making it hard to use. I'll double check my posts to make sure there isn't duplicates. They've been having trouble lately and it worries me. Reminds me of the old days of invasion of our spaces.

Part of being a 'mentor' is filling in gaps and one thing I like to ensure is that the 'mystery' of who we are is pulled back enough to inspire curiosity to explore. We've been sold this idea about who we are that says we're 'bad' for being different. History would argue that we are Great.

It would be a beautiful place.

Whenever anyone speaks of us, remember that they repeat the lie they were told. Reality is often far too spicy for them but we keep our history across aeons and some (like myself) adore restoring it so that others may know it too. David and Goliath takes a far more interesting turn for us.

We've held every level of power in the world and some of the greatest names truly belong to our family tree. Some, I admit, fell to the foibles of a Daddy spoiling his boy but that too seems like a tradition among us no? Emperor Ai was notorious for spoiling his boy a bit too much historically.

In the americas our history extends into the religious beliefs of many cultures here as it did in europe. There were gods who changed genders to please their lovers and boys who held flowers in art represented what we would call 'gay' boys. We've been everywhere there is human history and still are.

For thousands of years we, we Mentors and students, have existed. Our history is glorious and powerful and it is ours because our family is chosen, our line passed from person to person from antiquity to today. They painted over us, hid us, because we represent: freedom from their world, their rules

So do I share the secrets I have learned, the core of my creedo and philosophy, with you all. I know I'm not alone and you should know that too. Alone is the lie used to punish us but the truth is that everyone is one of us, they are either ignorant of that fact or afraid of the lie of alone.

I live my life free of the constraints of a system that does not apply to me or my life. I'll marry no wife, have no children, none of the things they care about so why should I limit myself by the rules needed to keep them in line? I don't, and won't, surrender myself to their idea of 'normality'.

The world around you is built on conformity by design, not necessity. By being different you pervert that 'norm', the lie stamped on every life, and are pushed from the crowd as punishment but I have found true freedom in the fresh air away from the throng. I am proud of my 'perversion'.

As a Daddy I choose to be that place, where you are safe enough to be vulnerable. By simply being there someone can lay down their burden and be free for a time, and feeling someone melt against you because they know they are safe, protected and cherished is a beautiful thing.

It is not a flaw nor a weakness of character to need the feeling of total trust, safety, and freedom found in being 'little'. It doesn't mean you stop being anything. It means you recognize and seek to fill a need most ignore leaving them vulnerable. Knowing your needs makes you stronger.

I believe that if life does not bring you joy, you are doing it wrong.

Your idea of 'take them to work' day and mine are VERY different.

Shh, shh. It's OK. Close your eyes if you need to but don't be afraid. This is what you wanted to know isn't it? Let's answer those questions together shall we? Now, relax and just breathe. Let me show you everything you were afraid to ask from someone else. That's it. There's my good boy.

I learned, expanded my knowledge then passed on what I know to the next who does the same in turn. Such is the way of Mentor and student, of master and apprentice. Often one to another in an unbroken line. It is our family tree, our lineage, and our tradition.

Trust. Surrender. Desire. Unsure and nervous but not because he's afraid. He wants to know but doesn't want to disappoint. He wants to make me proud of him, to need him as much as he needs me never knowing it's been the other way around for longer than he realizes; that I sought to be worthy of HIM

As he should.

It's come to my attention there are people on apps using my name so let me make this very clear:
I do not use any apps.
I am ONLY here on this account.
There is no other way to reach me and I sure as hell don't want your money for invite to a chat.
Anyone saying otherwise is lying to you.

What triggered the poor boy? Tone, tempo, gesture, flat out Daddy Aura, I'm not sure but whatever the coctail was he was wide eyed, red cheeked and flustered by the time he caught himself. I smiled and said "the pen rolled over there" allowing him to recover. Best meal (out) and a happy boy too.

More than once I have accidentally triggered a server who was a sub. No idea they were (i wasn't really paying attention) and suddenly I picked up on sub training, my eyebrow raised because my waiter had taken a knee beside me and was surprised too. Poor boy. Adorable but hilarious for me.

It is a shorter trip from "There's no way I could fit all that in my mouth" to "Jesus boy, come up for air!" than you realize. Don't give up on your dreams.

To this end I encourage regular use, every session, of a variety of aftercare tricks. The regular use adds cushion along the slide and makes it easier should drop happen because you've made a slower descent a habit and those matter in things like this. An ounce of prevention instead of days of pain.