Yes, Donald Trump Is A Fascist And A Racist But There Is NO Excuse For Kinkshaming
I get it. Urine, pee pee, number 1, piss, watersports, golden showers, or whatever one calls it may be funny to you but they’re not funny to me. Whatever you call it, wet play is an important part of my life and also my marriage. I never thought I would have the courage to open up on this subject but the disgusting and violent reactions to the reports of President Elect Donald J. Trump’s Russian activities has forced my hand.
Folks, let me tell you that when I was a younger man just learning about sex and love for the first time I could never have imagined I would one day be a pisspig. Like many of you, I was a late bloomer. I lost my virginity at the tender age of 21 and soon thereafter met my wife. At first our love was deep and meaningful but there was always a tension that neither of us could ever put our fingers on. We tried everything: marriage counseling, handcuffs, male chastity, mutual masturbation, *nothing seemed to work*. One night, after getting home from a House of Cards binge-session at another couples’ house where we’d been imbibing boozy Trader Joe’s Peppermint Sipping Cocoa with Fireball whisky, we found ourselves in a messy argument. The proverbial “spark” in our marriage was long gone and didn’t seem to be coming back. Separation was on the line. By the time we eventually got to bed our humours were running hot as Hades and we fell into smexy time, the Fireball and Belgian Cocoa was running right through her and she let out a beautiful golden stream onto my pubis. As I felt it collect upon and underneath me I could no longer control myself and came harder than I ever have before. We’d found El Dorado and our marriage was saved. I don’t think I would be out of line to say good old C5H4N4O3, uric acid, that beautiful golden stuff, saved my life.
You can imagine my horror when, in the early evening of January the 10th, 2017 I saw a major part of my life and marriage pilloried all over social media. Let me begin by saying I have been #WithHer since 2007 and I have serious problems with the President Elect Donald J. Trump. But seeing the highlight of my day ridiculed by so many esteemed members of the punditry was a heartbreaking experience. With so many important lines of criticism to wage against the President Elect why go after something that is so important to so many American adults. It’s degrading, humiliating, alienating to a not insignificant slice of the American pie. Diversity is what makes this country great and we kinksters are an essential dash of spice in this great melting pot that we call home.
Laugh if you want, but we are here and we are proud. My wife and I are not going anywhere. Our refrigerator will stay stocked with cranberry juice, our mattress covered in plastic. We love each other, and I love her pee, and that is OK. Though Donald Trump has made some scary cabinet appointments and I have issues with his proposed policy, but an openly kinky president gives me hope for my marriage and for kink-visibility nation wide. I am no longer afraid. I am no longer embarrassed. I am #WetAndProud.