The Tyranny of Eros
In a comment earlier, Bsti had mentioned that he didn't always consider his penis to be his friend -- a sentiment that I suspect every man is sympathetic to. The penis is the domain of Eros, aka Cupid.
Eros/Cupid is a primordial god who existed at the same time as Chaos, before those latecomers like Chronos and Zeus were ticking and kicking. He is raw, thoughtless, instinctive sexual power. His slogan is "Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am." Aphrodite makes love; Eros fucks. His most feared ability is that he can cause both gods and mortals to become irrational and lose their will.
Eros lives within the loins of every man and every man, at least once, has struggled and failed to keep him chained up. I remember clearly the day I realized his terrible power. My very first serious relationship had come to an end, and enough time had passed that I wasn't really that heartbroken anymore. Boy, did I miss the sex, though.
I had stopped by her house to pick up some stuff I'd left there. She was cold and distant. I had no intention of doing anything but getting my things and leaving. Eros suddenly took over and before I knew what I was doing I had wrapped my arms around her from behind, cupped her breasts and kissed the back of her neck. Hot tears splashed on my hand as she leaned back into me and said "Jesus, John, why are you doing this to me?"
Oh, this was music to Eros' ears! The delicious submissiveness! The control I had over her! The power buzzed through my body. I could literally do anything I wanted with this woman. I owned her. She was practically begging me for it. Damn, did it feel good.
But her question needed an answer. She had called me out -- I was hurting her. No, it wasn't me. It was Eros, it was my cock. Shamed, I apologized and left. Ever since then I've tried to keep a close eye on that Cupid prick, and not always successfully. He's a sneaky bastard.
Someone once observed a truth about me. I lust after submissive women but want dominant women. I think I know why: according to legend, only Aphrodite could keep Cupid in check.
Eros/Cupid is a primordial god who existed at the same time as Chaos, before those latecomers like Chronos and Zeus were ticking and kicking. He is raw, thoughtless, instinctive sexual power. His slogan is "Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am." Aphrodite makes love; Eros fucks. His most feared ability is that he can cause both gods and mortals to become irrational and lose their will.
Eros lives within the loins of every man and every man, at least once, has struggled and failed to keep him chained up. I remember clearly the day I realized his terrible power. My very first serious relationship had come to an end, and enough time had passed that I wasn't really that heartbroken anymore. Boy, did I miss the sex, though.
I had stopped by her house to pick up some stuff I'd left there. She was cold and distant. I had no intention of doing anything but getting my things and leaving. Eros suddenly took over and before I knew what I was doing I had wrapped my arms around her from behind, cupped her breasts and kissed the back of her neck. Hot tears splashed on my hand as she leaned back into me and said "Jesus, John, why are you doing this to me?"
Oh, this was music to Eros' ears! The delicious submissiveness! The control I had over her! The power buzzed through my body. I could literally do anything I wanted with this woman. I owned her. She was practically begging me for it. Damn, did it feel good.
But her question needed an answer. She had called me out -- I was hurting her. No, it wasn't me. It was Eros, it was my cock. Shamed, I apologized and left. Ever since then I've tried to keep a close eye on that Cupid prick, and not always successfully. He's a sneaky bastard.
Someone once observed a truth about me. I lust after submissive women but want dominant women. I think I know why: according to legend, only Aphrodite could keep Cupid in check.
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