GREETINGS, ONE & ALL
My name is Steve, but I go by the moniker pelamel on the internet. I've spent most of my working life in the public sector, either in education or in state and national government.
My interest in polyamory is longstanding. In fact, I must confess that my first serious amorous, sexual relationships were of the polyamorous sort. First with a lady quite a bit older than I, and next with another lady several years younger. These benchmarks, so to speak, in my sexual-amorous res gestae are preceded by a childhood with, shall we say?, a marked, visible sexual component. My mother, a commercial artist, never hid her sexuality, and her friends never fought shy of displaying theirs. When she took us--my father, brother and me--to visit one close friend at her home in that arty-farty enclave on MA's North Shore known as Rockport, the friend had warn her family & friends to put on the clothes & look decent 'cuz of us kids.
And that ain't all. I can stil recalll going to birthday parties when I was 6 or 7, in which parents introduced their kiddies to that certain exercise in foreplay known as spin-the-bottle, & even went so far as to suggest use of the tongue to enhance a kiss. In this "sexed-up," milieu, not surprisingly I was seduced by two sisters, the older one at age 7 or so; while her younger sister got me when I was around 10 or 11. What's more, we had a more-or-less steady babysitter who reveled in stripping down & getting in the tub with my brother and me to bathe us. Today, all this history would be branded molestation, abuse, sexual predation & so forth. But that doesn't matter to me at any rate, 'cuz it felt DAMNED GOOD!
Toting as I do all this sexual baggage, it's understandable that I should be inclined toward polyamory. For after all, I suppose I can make a credible claim to having had a "polyamorous" childhood--n'est-ce pas? Anyhow, the two ladies I've loved the most also have a polyamorous &, I dare say, bisexual bent. Indeed, I can say without qualification that we "fucked each other's ass off," as well as those of several close friends. Tho' we didn't stay together--palpable threats from the older lady's family put an end to our 5-year affair; while the younger one wound up preferring feminine TLC to what I'd provided her, as well as not wanting to endure my going away on another research trip to the wilds of the Andes or some other exotic locale.
As you might suspect, I was deeply saddened by both losses. Nonetheless one of their positive effects was to uncover my own bisexual urges, which crop from time to time, especially in group sex-play. I finally did marry, and promised myself that I'd listen to my wife and be cognizant of her feelings, which I failed to do, especially with my second lady-love. So far, I've kept my promise. We've been together for better than a quarter-century, tho' our love life leaves much to be desired. For unhappily, like many women these days, socially she's still in high school, despite being only 4yrs my younger, prisoner of that iron-clad time warp of jealous possessiveness, "trophy spouses" & so forth. In light of these circumstances, to put it charitably, polyamory likely isn't for my dear wife.
Well, I trust this thumbnail of who I'am and why I'm interested in polyamory isn't so windy that it puts readers to sleep, and actually furnishes at least a little useful info. I thank you for taking time to read it, and look forward to learning much from and giving back to the Polyamory.com Forum.
Warmest wishes,
Pelamel
My name is Steve, but I go by the moniker pelamel on the internet. I've spent most of my working life in the public sector, either in education or in state and national government.
My interest in polyamory is longstanding. In fact, I must confess that my first serious amorous, sexual relationships were of the polyamorous sort. First with a lady quite a bit older than I, and next with another lady several years younger. These benchmarks, so to speak, in my sexual-amorous res gestae are preceded by a childhood with, shall we say?, a marked, visible sexual component. My mother, a commercial artist, never hid her sexuality, and her friends never fought shy of displaying theirs. When she took us--my father, brother and me--to visit one close friend at her home in that arty-farty enclave on MA's North Shore known as Rockport, the friend had warn her family & friends to put on the clothes & look decent 'cuz of us kids.
And that ain't all. I can stil recalll going to birthday parties when I was 6 or 7, in which parents introduced their kiddies to that certain exercise in foreplay known as spin-the-bottle, & even went so far as to suggest use of the tongue to enhance a kiss. In this "sexed-up," milieu, not surprisingly I was seduced by two sisters, the older one at age 7 or so; while her younger sister got me when I was around 10 or 11. What's more, we had a more-or-less steady babysitter who reveled in stripping down & getting in the tub with my brother and me to bathe us. Today, all this history would be branded molestation, abuse, sexual predation & so forth. But that doesn't matter to me at any rate, 'cuz it felt DAMNED GOOD!
Toting as I do all this sexual baggage, it's understandable that I should be inclined toward polyamory. For after all, I suppose I can make a credible claim to having had a "polyamorous" childhood--n'est-ce pas? Anyhow, the two ladies I've loved the most also have a polyamorous &, I dare say, bisexual bent. Indeed, I can say without qualification that we "fucked each other's ass off," as well as those of several close friends. Tho' we didn't stay together--palpable threats from the older lady's family put an end to our 5-year affair; while the younger one wound up preferring feminine TLC to what I'd provided her, as well as not wanting to endure my going away on another research trip to the wilds of the Andes or some other exotic locale.
As you might suspect, I was deeply saddened by both losses. Nonetheless one of their positive effects was to uncover my own bisexual urges, which crop from time to time, especially in group sex-play. I finally did marry, and promised myself that I'd listen to my wife and be cognizant of her feelings, which I failed to do, especially with my second lady-love. So far, I've kept my promise. We've been together for better than a quarter-century, tho' our love life leaves much to be desired. For unhappily, like many women these days, socially she's still in high school, despite being only 4yrs my younger, prisoner of that iron-clad time warp of jealous possessiveness, "trophy spouses" & so forth. In light of these circumstances, to put it charitably, polyamory likely isn't for my dear wife.
Well, I trust this thumbnail of who I'am and why I'm interested in polyamory isn't so windy that it puts readers to sleep, and actually furnishes at least a little useful info. I thank you for taking time to read it, and look forward to learning much from and giving back to the Polyamory.com Forum.
Warmest wishes,
Pelamel
