“I think a man only needs one thing in life. He just needs someone to love. If you can't give him that, then give him something to hope for. And if you can't give him that, just give him something to do.” Flight of the Phoenix 2004 So what am I doing hoping for love… reaching up, building pillars, some boys catch fireflies, while I pursue angels? What kind of man would I be if I finally caught one, more to the point what kind of man am I to dare such a thing. A dreamer without a doubt but how does one dream about one he’s never known, something he’s never had and I suppose as others feel for a God I have not seen I only believe in this feeling, for someone out there who has yet to know me. A hopeless romantic, though not in the traditional sense of fairytales, I root for Peeta, yearn to be Tobias/Four, and would give anything to be Christian Grey, just to name a few. As Winston Smith put it, “Look, I hate purity. Hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone corrupt.” A thought-criminal to be sure a monster looking to love such a woman of such innocence and virtue as such lust could demand so, I seek an angel to love. “All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.” T. E. Lawrence This I did this I do, want, need, and desire… an artful love of lust; this is my passion, a rea, and a way I am in the process of continual learning. Another way of putting this is literature, learning, and libertine; indeed my passions can be defined by far more but my nature brings to mind these three. As Henry Miller put it "The best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature." and so I am a writer of hundreds of poems and believe it or not, nine unpublished books. I read all that I can and over the past few months that has included… The Fifty Shades Series, The Hunger Games Series, The Divergent Series, His Dark Materials, and last but not least, Domination & Submission: The BDSM Relationship Handbook, along with several texts from the Marquis de Sade. While I am a virgin, I have been afforded the luxury of attempting to understand my sexuality and for now this lies in Sadism, Dominance and Submission, and learning several concepts in the world of BDSM such as Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Role-Play etc. “When you look at me, when you think of me, I am in paradise.” William Makepeace Thackeray Are you scared or do you dare to tumble down the rabbit hole a little further… to ask how far I would take you, I answer, somewhere only we know. I have found beauty from picnics on Midsummer’s Day, a walk in the park, or maybe a hike in the woods, maybe we could sit by a lake, perhaps watch a horror movie in a graveyard; to be more traditional maybe a horror movie in a theater or one of my favorite books brought to life. Of course I can do better, would you ever go to an adult theater or bookstore, perhaps entertain you in my “Red Room” or would you dare somewhere more… public? "She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire." Charles Bukowski Dauntless, Selfless, Submissive, and yet my very own “Girl On Fire” all that I want in a woman and far more, all that you are, all you can be and will be… with me is the rub. Being shallow would be all the simpler I suppose and yes I can be but the heart, mind, body, and soul; however is one to bring them into sync. Girls from worlds fondly remembered, Katniss Everdeen, Beatrice “Tris” Prior, Anastasia Steele/Grey, Fiona Belli, (yes I was a gamer) Hentai etc. I adore intelligence, someone who reads and seeks knowledge of all they can, artistic yearnings especially writers, and an innocence, a goodness that shares such light with me. Let that light be a fire… a fallen angel, someone who would revel in virtue but would long to sin and would defy such virtue, with me. Angelus Errare.

My Ideal Person Joy in looking and comprehending is nature's most beautiful gift. Albert Einstein

Love at first sight… ok so I believe but then I wonder, what does love look like, the look of love, what makes one beautiful and I suppose my opinion for now is all that matters. Seeing as how I’m twenty-nine and still a virgin, I never had Katy Perry’s version of a dream, so I look to those days I never experienced when I was in my youth.

Call it shallow or simplistic but my joy comes from young ladies… eighteen to twenty-six to be precise but as for the look, I can only summarize that ever man has a type. My type seems to be Caucasian girls, in order, brunettes and a toss-up between blondes and dirty blondes, petite to average figures. I’m a breast man and heart and I like C and B Cups, not that there is anything wrong with A’s or D’s and watching a girl in a petite miniskirt has always been a turn on. I adore ponytails especially “Katniss Everdeen’s” or Glimmer’s in “The Hunger Games”, or just some to hold on to like Beatrice “Tris” Prior’s in “Divergent”.

“When I look in your eyes, and you’re looking back in mine, everything feels not quite normal. Because I feel stronger and weaker at the same time, I feel excited and at the same time terrified. The truth is I don’t know what I feel, except I know what kind of man I want to be.” The Big Bang Theory… Spiderman

Speaking of such characters… I wish to find myself worthy of such, a girl that somehow deems myself worthy of her. In her eyes I want to be more than I ever thought I could be; I have the tendency to lift girls to princesses, angels, goddesses, but for a girl not to look down on me but to reach out to give me a sign that I could reach her.

Everyday with a touch or a kiss, the way she looks at me, not to say “prove yourself” but Be Yourself and that she’ll stay. Most girls terrify me because I feel such a longing for them that I do all I can and I suppose I overwhelm them but for a girl to overflow for me… How I wish a girl would want me as badly, I want her to want me and need me the truth is I want to be worthy of such devotion and not just an ordinary love.

“When she's abandoned her moral center and teachings...when she's cast aside her facade of propriety and lady-like demeanor...when I have so corrupted this fragile thing and brought out a writhing, mewling, bucking, wanton whore for my enjoyment and pleasure.....enticing from within this feral lioness...growling and scratching and biting...taking everything I dish out to her.....at that moment she is never more beautiful to me.” Marquis de Sade

It won’t be ordinary, I ask the question what is ordinary; the stories of boy meets girl but for so long I have thought of myself as more… I’m a boy, I’m a man, I’m a pervert, a sadist, and I don’t want you to be. I want my “Girl On Fire” I want her “Dauntless”, I want her ‘Submissive” but before these things I want her to be mine.

An innocent as I once was, as I am but “I saw an angel, of that I’m sure” what I am missing is what she is missing, what I want she would never speak of but would know. She would yearn to know my world as I yearn to know hers and we found love in a hopeless place, somewhere only we know, some song, some story, indeed some dream. Would she become my submissive, would I become her boyfriend, I wonder what together we would become.

Love is patient; love is kind.
Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on its own way: it is not irritable or resentful;
It does not rejoice in wrong doing, but rejoices in truth.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
And now faith, hope, and love abide,
But the greatest of these is love. ~ 1 Corinthians 13

In the end it would be love, because she would have to love me, all of me, she would be mine and I would be hers. If it wasn’t love how could she be all that I desire, how could I become all she would need? My fallen angel, a shy introvert Hentai loving Girl on Fire.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
The spotlight hits her... "what's your name"
I ask as she walks toward the sound of my voice, "Tris"
she replies, voice shaking, legs unsteady in her black
high heels. "Are you afraid?" I ask as the light
move towards the table revealing my toy collection...
I unnerve her as she comes closer; excellent. <br><br>
"No!" she says as her hands rise to her mouth
watching Katniss Everdeen gagging on my cock, trying to
push away but my fist is wrapped with her ponytail. Tris
makes no move to help but one hand moves to her black panties,
inserting a finger into herself the other lifting her black
tank top as she massages her breasts. I cum in Katniss mouth
with a groan and let her fall to the floor, beckoning Tris
to come forward. <br><br> "He's
still alive you know" I whisper into Tris's ear
as I begin kissing her breasts and removing her leather
jacket. As I push her to her knees, she begins to massage
my cock with her creamy soft breasts, looking into my eyes every time she licks the tip. <br><br>
Katniss ties Tris's hands with black rope as I feel
myself on the verge of coming once again. "What would
you do to see him again, " I ask Katniss and watch as
she pulls down her own black panties and removes her Tribute
jacket. "Hers too, " I say as I stand Tris up,
Katniss strips the girl of her panties. I sit Tris as she
softly cries "No, No, this wasn't part of the
deal" as the tip of my cock stands ready at her entrance,
so wet, so inviting... even though I wasn't her Four.
<br><br> "Please, please, I volunteer"
Katniss cries, bending over the bed opening up her own wet
hole... if only knew Peeta was watching her as well. It is
too much to bear as I push "Tris" to the bed and enter her roughly
as she cries "Forgive me Tobias" as I pump into
her. Does it help I wonder calling his name again and again,
tightening as I squeeze her tits, imagining it's his
lips against hers. "Get yourself ready" I tell
Katniss, she thinks of running, she thinks of Peeta, but
most importantly she thinks of her fingers on her clit,
moaning for me not to fuck her. <br><br> The
moment the body betrays as Tris's legs wrap around
my waist, when her no's only become moans and missed
breaths, finally comes the moment she cums and I too fill
her watching the cream ooze out of her. She can only find
her knees along with Katniss as they suck my cock together,
oh how I long to cover their pretty faces but there is time
yet as I ready myself for yet another prize. <br><br>
"Show Peeta how you fuck" as I take Katniss from
behind, my fist again wrapped in her braid, my other hand
pulling Tris's hair. "Fuck to live, Fuck to live"
becomes my mantra only silenced by Tris's kiss, certainly
not meant for me "No lover, if he be of good faith, and
sincere, will deny he would prefer to see his mistress dead
than unfaithful." as the Marquis de Sade put it. For
me there is only them, for them there will only be me, Four
and Peeta won't want them back as I cum yet again filling
Katniss's tight little fuck hole. I dip my fingers
into them both coating their lips once again in cum and their
own pussy juice... perhaps a taste of each other is in order.
<br><br> The cum drips out of them both as
they lick each other's clits, Katniss stopping every
so often to suck me let again. I plunge myself to the hilt
as Tris screams my name again and again with every thrust. <br><br> Lovers
having never made them feel such pleasure they now service
me willing and ever so sweetly. Side by side I cover them
in my cum, mouths full, nearly tripping over themselves
on their hands and knees as they beg for my cock once again.
Entering Tris's ass she attempts to crawl away but
I grip her hair yet again as Katniss only looks on horrified
knowing that she will be next. Again her protest turn to
whorish delight as she begins licking Katniss and I grip
her swaying breasts until I cum letting Katniss suck all
of me. My beauties on fire and no amount of cum will put them
out, perfect

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Sadomasochism, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Fetishes, Light Bondage, Hard Bondage, Spanking, Role Playing, Threesomes, Slave/Master, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Making Home "Movies", Participating in Erotic Photography, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds, Massage, Exhibition, Forced

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Physical attraction, Same/similar fetishes, Experience in a certain role (top/bottom; master/slave), Ability to be discreet, Open to ménage à trois and/or orgies, Sexual appetite, Willingness to freely discuss and try anything, Creativity/Kinkiness level, "Curiouser and Curiouser!"

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
One may interpret a dream and still not understand it, one
may study and still not know... so it is I see her, and having
seen, watched, and imagined a love, how does one describe
Jennifer Lawrence. I believe as Peter Parker did, that
when I look upon the beauty that is Jennifer Lawrence "It's
as if you've reached the unreachable and you weren't
ready for it." Spider-Man 2002 <br><br>
Though I have yet to discover the whys of my having a type,
I have always had a thing for brunettes and yes I'm aware
she's not always a brunette. What can I say about her
body; that when she took her bra of in Silver Linings Playbook,
I would have no amount of self-control. There is a light
I see in her, it always begins with a light as I am one for the
dark so a young woman such as she must truly be quite an exceptional
beauty. <br><br> Almost every move she makes, even the less than graceful
ones seem to draw me in, a siren with body, come hither looks,
and not only voice. <br><br> She has literally become the embodiment of two of my favorite
characters; Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games Series,
and Tiffany Maxwell from Silver Linings Playbook. Not
to mention all her other movies, what I wouldn't give
to have her in American Hustle, she was without irresistible.
<br><br> Anyone that has been keeping up with my current sexual ideology
knows that Katniss Everdeen is exactly my type and the methods
I would employ to make her more. In my madness though an innocence
appearance like Tiffany and her own madness would be the
perfect recipe for love and dare I dream it happiness. I
always had a fantasy about her and that girl Angel from the
X-Men movie as Whitney Houston put it Jennifer could literally
be every woman. <br><br> I don't often get jealous over women that I can never
have but the idea of sharing her with anyone... I suppose
it depends on the character she plays; if she is just her
though, no she would be mine and mine alone. Anything can
happen <br><br> Now let's say I have Jennifer Lawrence right here and
now, whatever would I do with her and keeping in mind she
would be my first time. I’ll
admit though I am filled with lust… maybe I can’t
help myself. I would like her to wear that black dress she
wore in “Catching Fire”...I think of candles
or a fireplace but she could just turn on her dress. To watch the embers fall as
her angelic form is bathed in moonlight and her hands move
to my body. She would be my sun, my moon, my starlit sky but
just the warmth of her body against my own, as the song goes;
"when we kiss, fire". I can't help but want
to fight the "Girl on Fire", perhaps I would be a sponsor, or what about Thresh, maybe
even President Snow. Maybe she would be a whore is this was
American Hustle; I would love to hold her arms back and watch
her breasts swing back and forth as she screams "he's
harassing me, he's harassing" as we fuck. Even
out of character she seems somewhat a naughty girl but maybe
that is only my wishful thinking. You think…
<br><br> They say the problem with dream girls is that they become
real, be careful what you wish for and yet Jennifer already
seems so real. For a celebrity she is the type of girl that
I could actually imagine building a life with. <br><br>
She's clumsy some, and even she does not have every
single thing I want a girl, and I could see us having different
interest and tastes. Who could truly live with perfection
and the fact that I still want to have let's say my perverted
lifestyle with her. Maybe I'll sound like a girl but
I have even imagined our wedding, her black dress, me playing
black Peeta, riding down together in a chariot I even want
the crowd to chant the name Katniss... hey it's her
day. <br><br> I see her waking up beside me, with that short blonde haircut
of hers, or running along the beach playing with our two
children... maybe make it free. Her wrapping her arms around
me from behind, a kiss just to remind me she is there. Fantasy
with a celebrity... for me it is Jennifer Lawrence, truly my dream "Girl on Fire"

Have you ever had cybersex?:
Unsure/Prefer not to say

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