Boymeat (boymeat) wrote,

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Further adventures in HAWT-Lanta.

I really need to stop doing this. Well, no, I really really really don't, and don't intend to, but... still.

Because, it's not a competition. It's not like hitting these scales is something that should necessarily be celebrated, or desired... and the scenes that caused them were certainly not any better or worse than any others. But... still.

I mean, when I came back from Inferno a few years back, I posted about how I had the most intense, hardest singletail scene ever. It was a private affair, just he and I and a few onlookers, dripping in sweat and blood. And it was amazing. An absolutely amazing scene. I still think of it fondly.

When I came back from Frolicon this year, I posted about how I had the most intense, hardest singletail scene ever. It was watched by quite a few people, and caused jaws to drop, and conversations to stop. We had an absolute blast, and walked away with the knowledge that we had done something brilliant. Our feral selves were sated, and we were calm. It was amazing.

Well, now I come back from SELF. And I can now post that I had the most intense, hardest singletail scene ever. This was not a scene, in fact. This was a reckoning. This was a Caligula-esque bacchanalia of singletail and lust. This was a 2-day marathon of pure pain for the sake of pain, and rocketing libidos throughout the room like a pinball machine. This was a 2 day show in multiple acts with many intermissions, leaving audience members puzzled about what they were watching, at the same time horrified and entranced.

You see, a force of nature had entered my life. Ever the most mindful and appreciative host, victoriakg had listened to some of my frustrations about this past weekend and sought to personally guarantee my pleasure. She succeeded... in spades. She introduced me to kathryntact. If I didn't say it enough during the weekend, allow me to say it here - thank you, oh sweet Lady.

It turns out that this was actually a re-introduction. She had attended a caning class of mine years before, and remembered it very well. I remember being puzzled by her random IMs to me here and there, flirting with me and wanting to get to know Boymeat. She would send me photos of her feet, quite randomly. And then, poof, she was gone. Until now.

Dateline - Friday, approximately 9:45 PM. We had both already been bought in the celebrity auction, and were free for the evening. victoriakg brought us together, and said we should get to know each other. kathryntact identified herself as a masochist, me a sadist, you like singletails?, yes I sure do. OK that's what we'll do. OK you're on. Wanna smoke? Sure.

That "wanna smoke" line played heavily in our new relationship.

We played. Part one. Light singletail on her back, getting to know her. She's bored. A little sassy. OK, I go a little harder. She's still bored. A lot sassy. I go full bore. She moans.

Oh yeah, we're on.

We went like that for, oh, 20 minutes? Then we had a water and smoke break. Just left our stuff there and ran. Smoked, made out, smoked, made out some more, came back in. Round two - ding!

Full bore. Blood already. Kept going and going. 30-45-oh who the hell knows how much later. Smoke break. Water. Kiss. Smoke. Lick. Kiss. Talk. Suck. Talk. Smoke. Water. And back in.

Round three - ding!

By this time, people think we're absolutely fucking out of our minds. So did I. I was loving it.

I think we finally kissed our goodbyes at 2:30 AM. Something along those lines. After a visit to her hotel room where... right.

Saturday, busy all day judging and teaching and judging. Saturday night, I'm free. We're on. Reckoning Part Two - The Chest. Made her chest and breasts match her back. This time in 2 parts, one intermission. Still as heavy as the night before.

To say we had a good weekend would be a mockery of it. To say we had experienced the beginnings of a wonderful relationship would be just the start. To say we had pulled off a performance that would have made Sondheim blush? Yeah. Now we're getting there.


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