Goddamn, but school keeps making me think of sex.

Last semester, it was learning about all the bones that form the landmarks I like to see on a man. Sacral crest. Anterior Superior Iliac Spine. Transverse processes. I had pale skinny boys dancing in front of my eyes.

Maybe thats why I did so well in A&P 1, and no so well in myology. Bones figure more into my fantasy boys than muscle.

This semester, shit, this first week, it was Assessment, where we were talking about the normal range of motion in joints, doing stretches, etc.

Every time we talked about flexible people, I kept thinking about that time I had Sebastian bent in half, with one hand on his ankles, and the other fucking his ass.

Alas, Sebastian seems to have a case of Teh Girlfriend again, so there won’t be much in the way of bending him in half again anytime soon, but it does lead to some rich fantasies of bending other boys in half.

I do love a flexible man.