Fresh out of the looney bin. Hate the desert. So ready to be back to Portland and get ready for a year of training in Chicago! 
 The sun was in our eyes and I just wanted to flee. We don’t always look so squinty.

Fresh out of the looney bin. Hate the desert. So ready to be back to Portland and get ready for a year of training in Chicago!

The sun was in our eyes and I just wanted to flee. We don’t always look so squinty.

James sleepy.  Beyond exhausted,  actually. Needs: Blowjob, Beer, Burrito. Not necessarily in that order, but fulfilling as listed provides optimal results. The three B’s lead to C. Cuddles, Catharsis, Cooing 
I’m a sap and a sucker for Bear’s eyes. Fuck off!  Should you ever cross paths with us in the world of realness. Well, I pity you should he want to go shopping, and I, the living fashion possibilities rack and drink cozy, am unavailable?   I swear to fucking gods he’ll use his witchy-woo on you, too. I don’t even realize it’s happening in the moment. It’s when I come back to my body after a few hours of feeling grateful for the chance to be reduced to a display rack in front of every way cooler than cool, smelly,  stupid Portland hipster, that realization of just how fucking ra-tarded gay I am for my guy. His skills in molding you into whatever he needs or wants you to be/do transcends husband and can be used on anyone, at any time. 
You’ve been warned. You’ll love it. 
The Elect My Husband as the King of Awesomeness campaign is now concluded. 
Vote Greyson-Meyers for Awesomeness!  (Free imaginary bumper sticker and lapel pin with pledge of vote, or a financial gift to support the cause)
Odder out.

James sleepy.  Beyond exhausted,  actually. Needs: Blowjob, Beer, Burrito. Not necessarily in that order, but fulfilling as listed provides optimal results. The three B’s lead to C. Cuddles, Catharsis, Cooing

I’m a sap and a sucker for Bear’s eyes. Fuck off!  Should you ever cross paths with us in the world of realness. Well, I pity you should he want to go shopping, and I, the living fashion possibilities rack and drink cozy, am unavailable?   I swear to fucking gods he’ll use his witchy-woo on you, too. I don’t even realize it’s happening in the moment. It’s when I come back to my body after a few hours of feeling grateful for the chance to be reduced to a display rack in front of every way cooler than cool, smelly,  stupid Portland hipster, that realization of just how fucking ra-tarded gay I am for my guy. His skills in molding you into whatever he needs or wants you to be/do transcends husband and can be used on anyone, at any time.

You’ve been warned. You’ll love it.

The Elect My Husband as the King of Awesomeness campaign is now concluded.

Vote Greyson-Meyers for Awesomeness!  (Free imaginary bumper sticker and lapel pin with pledge of vote, or a financial gift to support the cause)

Odder out.

Me and my man.   I’m the Oddest Odder, James. And him.  Oh, him! My beautiful, amazing, sexy as hell BareBear, John.   2yrs married. I work in anthropology, forensic linguistics. Mostly crypto. He’s a psych stud, currently works in clinical,  but has a renewed interest in I/O psych. Both creative types in way different ways. Both kinky, sexy fuckers. Daddy and Daddy playtime is where our most amazing creative works take form. I fuck his brains out for hours and hours until we’re both insane, then push it a little more. For posterity. I’m unpredictable,  as is he. Perfection. I’m so grateful and blessed. Now. To perv out on a Tumbl

Me and my man.   I’m the Oddest Odder, James. And him.  Oh, him! My beautiful, amazing, sexy as hell BareBear, John.   2yrs married. I work in anthropology, forensic linguistics. Mostly crypto. He’s a psych stud, currently works in clinical,  but has a renewed interest in I/O psych. Both creative types in way different ways. Both kinky, sexy fuckers. Daddy and Daddy playtime is where our most amazing creative works take form. I fuck his brains out for hours and hours until we’re both insane, then push it a little more. For posterity. I’m unpredictable,  as is he. Perfection. I’m so grateful and blessed. Now. To perv out on a Tumbl