Draconus’ Den

I apologize for the late post. I pulled some voluntary OT this morning, and I’m not used to getting up at three in the morning.

Anyhow, I decided to get a little artsy and play around with shadows.
Looking sexy in those shadows, Drac!! 🥰😘
 
So, I have a lewd video clip that I’m debating posting. I guess what I’m asking is, is there any interest in watching me cum?
 
Is it an enticing smell? And is this the kind of content I should post more often?
I enjoy the fresh cum smell.
You can post anything you would like to, but I like to get inside people's heads so will always be curious as to what you are thinking
 
I enjoy the fresh cum smell.
You can post anything you would like to, but I like to get inside people's heads so will always be curious as to what you are thinking

Right now, my thoughts are not so good.

As for the video, I was thinking about the last time I was with one of my partners, and how she squirmed when my face was between her legs.
 
I realize I’ve been kind of quiet lately. The reason for that is I’ve been kind of going through it. Since December, five people I know have died, culminating in my father’s death on April 23rd.

This has brought up a lot of complicated emotions for me. I was not close at all with my father. In fact, I know I was a disappointment to him. He was dead set on me enlisting in the Marine Corps since he, himself, was a Marine. It felt like he tried to relive his life through me.

I should also note that, for probably forty of the almost forty-six years I’ve been on this planet, he had substance abuse issues. The only time in my memory that he was sober was from 1999 till 2004 or 2005. He was a heavy alcoholic, but he did the work and got sober. And he became a substance abuse counselor. Then he gave up his sobriety and went to hard drugs. That was ultimately what killed him.

My sister and I have spent the last two weeks getting his affairs in order, cleaning up his messes, and making sure our mother doesn’t lose the house. All the while I’ve been struggling with the fact that I’m not feeling this loss at all, and that I don’t miss him.

How fucked up is that? What kind of person doesn’t miss his father after he passes?

I’m about to head off to work and try to be a functioning member of society. Some days it’s harder than others.
 
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