I’ll get to the meat of this (as it were) in a bit, but first of all, I’ll back up a bit.
Under the guise of my hirsute alter ego, I had been tweeting and posting naughty stories since early 2011. I had, in fact, been posting stories online since about 2001, but it was during a period of illness in early 2011 that I discovered twitter, and the rest, as they say, is history.
Although I had a blog, of sorts, on which to post my stories, I wasn’t actually a blogger as such. I did the odd bit of writing as the mood and inspiration took me, and that was as far as it went.
My writing did, however, bring me into contact with other writers of erotica, and from there I discovered that there was a rich and vibrant online community of writers and bloggers with whom I identified with and was becoming increasingly a part of. I still wasn’t a blogger though.
Very much still a lurker, I began commenting on the blogs that I was reading. Those comments meant that other visitors to those blogs “discovered” my site and started visiting and commenting on my work. A certain momentum was inexorably building.
Enter (not in the biblical sense) two very persuasive women, Cheryl Kaye and Charlie Powell (or @HornyGeekGirl or @sexblogofsorts to use their twitter names) and we get, eventually, to the point of this post.
Between them they waxed lyrical about the dearth of male sex bloggers. Eventually I took the bait and, two and a half years ago, I posted my first "Thought Piece" on my own site (although I had actually guest posted on Cheryl’s blog with the same article a few weeks earlier).
So there you have it, the story of how this introverted occasional peddler of filth was unleashed on an unexpecting internet.
Cheryl/Charlie, if you are reading this, the credit/blame is all yours…