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Happy National Coming Out Day!

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Happy National Coming Out Day! Some may argue that my coming out wasn't entirely necessary (See Picture above) I was seventeen and barely an idea of man. Bambi legged, I was still figuring out who I was and experimenting with hair color was a big part of that. I just finished my H.S.C. and was waiting for the results. Relieved and also anxious, I kept myself busy working and volunteering at the Cabramatta community centre. An aspiring artist and activist, the community was a big part of my identity. I had a love-hate relationship with the village gossip culture and surveillance aunties who seemed to be everywhere and knew everything. While it felt claustrophobic, it was also all I knew. The world outside those suburbs was often unwelcoming to people who looked like me so those hand full of suburbs the world called West was home. A current affairs program “60 Minutes” got in touch about a story they wanted to make about young people. It’d be an optimistic piece about the...
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CHATTING KINK, INTIMACY AND ROPE BONDAGE

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Chatting kink, intimacy and rope bondage at Floof with AJ Lamarque podcast. A fun, open conversation we have about my own kink journey, what rope bondage means to me and community building . An entertaining 54mins with the smart, curious and mischevious A J Lamarque.  I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the Chat AJ! Xx Trigger warning : be advised that we discuss explicit sexual acts and there’s some course language.    Gatsby talks Kink at Floof https://open.spotify.com/episode/4qHFFcmbnOebINCc6uNqPz
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EDGED FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME

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Yep, you read that right.  This’ll be about the first time I was edged.  Continue at your own peril! Today’s story is equal parts BL drama and Queer Ask Folk (The original english version) It’s nonetheless the first introduction I had to the fine art of delaying gratification. I hope you find it both informative and titillating Imagine if you will a twenty one year old Gatsby. I’d just moved to London to train as a contemporary dancer. It was the two thousands. Sprayed on denim flares were in fashion and it was the epoch of the metrosexual.  All men were starting to embrace more adventurous fashions. This city of dreams opened up and welcomed me in ways I hadn’t imagined. I made lots of friends who felt like family almost immediately.  A mixture of beautiful artists and intellectuals, I’d found my tribe. I was a bohemian.  I was living in Covent Garden with a ridiculously handsome Italian flatmate who was a popular gogo dancer and spent almo...
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SEND NUDES

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Sooo...  We're in the middle of a pandemic. Some of us are lucky enough to be safe at home surfing the net to alleviate our boredom.  What better time to get to know each other a little than locked up in our homes hoping this isn't the beginning of the end? Just kidding. Kind of... A month ago I turned forty and was fortunate enough to be celebrating my big four-oh! working on a big gay cruise ship with almost a thousand gay men from all over the world and colleagues I've come to think of over the years as friends and family. At forty, It's only now that I'm finally starting to feel more comfortable in my own skin. From the outside looking in, most of you may not have known that.  Like many gay men, I outwardly present a physically confident self to the digital world.  The truth of how I feel about myself, like most of us, is far more complicated than that. I too have negative self image stuff I'm working through and an entirely inconsistent way of show...
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