Lately, I have found myself wanting to be punched. I don’t want to get in a fight, I have no interest in boxing, I just want to be punched.For the past few months, whenever I encounter a man of a certain physique—that of a hulking chest, beefy biceps, and a jawline so square Pythagoras would blush—I get a craving to eat his hand, to be destroyed by his beautiful power.
This isn’t a desire to penetrate or to be penetrated but is instead an inclination as simple as it sounds: I want to be punched.This is atypical for me, as someone who once got spanked by a dom at a party and found it pleasant but boring.
These body types are also respectable but boring, a commonplace in the gay male world that many a think piece has been written about.