A little Poly pt. 1
When someone actively decides to define their lifestyle, to give it some sort of label it comes both with an empowering feeling and the realization of just what type of pervert you are. Much like it’s taken me years to accept and understand my desires for a D/s style relationship, it has taken just as long to realize something else.
I’m poly.
Polyamory (from Greek πολυ (poly, literally “multiple”) & Latin amor (literally “love”) is the desire, practice, or acceptance of having more than one loving, intimate relationship at a time with the full knowledge and consent of everyone involved.
During my high school and college years a tight knit group of friends and I regularly experimented with our sexuality openly among one another. We were always say, always horny and always looking for new things to try. While I’m not the raging ball of sperm I used to be, my experiences in traditional, monogamous relationships has taught me I’m not entirely happy being traditional.
I like many men have posed the “let’s have a threesome” discussion with previous partners, and have been met with varied success. Some were all for it, going so far as to list off friends they wanted to “do it ” with. Others didn’t go quite so well, usually due to insecurities felt by my partner, and I would feel bitter about their lack of desire to experiment.
In my opinion being “Poly” simply means being open minded, loving for the sake of love, and being brutally honest about your desires.
