Well, hi there.
You may find this profile strange, arousing, nefarious or enticing. If so, we should talk.
I’m a floppy-haired Persian of indeterminate age who suddenly finds himself with a lot of time on his many hands.
I have always been interested in a variety of activities in all kinds of rooms, but like the devil of legend, I will enter your room only if you invite me in.
I’m into boundaries. I suppose you could say I’m a little bit Lawrence Hill’s Canada Reads-winning Book of Negroes, and a little bit Miriam Toews’s Giller-nominated All My Puny Sorrows.
When I’m not donkey punching, I can be found listening to music. My musical interests are eclectic and enticing, and range everywhere from Bowie to Bowie-influenced post-electronicore.
Five things I couldn’t live without would be leather wrist cuffs, non-jilted exes, my stubble groomer, hate-fucking and Navigator.
My friends describe me as mellifluous and consensual.
My safe word is “harder.” Safe words are a human right.
You should be old enough to like me on Facebook without your parents consent. Your understanding of consent should be ambiguous and enticing.
I am looking for someone who is not a freelance writer.
If that’s you, I’d love to choke you out over some coffee and see what happens.