Have you ever wondered what it was like to be with a celebrity? Did you fantasize about it in your dreams at night? Well I have those types of dreams all the time and they are mostly fueled by my job as a stuntman and stunt coordinator. I've worked with numerous beautiful and, well, just plain drop dead gorgeous women. So you can imagine the dreams I have.
Like when I finished working on the stunts for the first "X-Men" movie. I can't tell you how many fantasies of mine Halle Berry's character of Storm fueled. I had dreams of Halle, in her Storm role, visiting my room and giving me the time of my life by using her powers to create her own type of tens units radiating from her hands. I could picture her in my mind, but I have to tell you that her movements, her attitude, her raw blatant sexual playfulness came from a mistress friend of my acquaintance.
It seems that the idea of mutants, and their intriguing powers, invaded my dreams at night. I almost began to wonder if Jean Grey was manipulating my mind for pleasure as well as pain. Strong women, as you've probably guessed by now, turn me on something fierce. Also, being out of control, having no control at all, is a rush to me.
I guess I should start by telling you a little bit about me. I am 6' tall, my weight varies depending upon the movie I am working on and whether or not I need to bulk up or tone down for it; my eyes are hazel green and hair light brown. Now, as you can imagine, I am well trained. Being versed in numerous martial arts and extremely flexible are assets in my line of work. Plus, in my line of work you need to be in total control of your body and surroundings. I suppose it is that always being in total control that wears on me. I am an adrenaline junkie--who in my line of work isn't after all?
The rush of adrenaline I get from a really dangerous stunt, I've found, is a major league turn on. Throw yourself backwards off of a 30 story plus building, like I did for "Die Hard", and when you hit the ground you have the hard-on from Hell trying to blast a hole through your pants. It is the danger, the seeming lack of control at the time that turns me on. So what better way to be out of control then to release that control to someone else. As you've probably figured out, bondage and the stricter the better, is a thrill for me. Not knowing whether the person I am with will use me, fuck me, kill me or torture me endlessly gets my blood pumping full tilt boogie.
Well, these dreams of mine always involved bondage. In this one particular recurring dream I have with Halle Berry's Storm character she has me bound facing a wooden horse, leaning over it with my ass fully exposed, my cock hanging down in front of me available to anyone and my mouth held open somewhat by some unusual device I have never seen before. She then runs her hands, the ones like living tens units, over my body slowly. She varies the intensity of her electrical charge intermittently and uses them to excite every part of my body starting at my feet and working her way up. She moves up one side of my body and down the other deliberately missing my privates.
As Storm runs her hands over me every part of me tingles. If you've ever felt that numbing yet tingling electrical shock you get from accidentally touching a live electric wire you know what I mean. Now picture that feeling all over your body, and then imagine that feeling changing its location and intensity at will. She was stimulating me in ways I doubt any human ever has been.
