Sunday, September 13, 2009

History, Part 2

In 2000 a friend of mine invited me to a private party. She had a hard time explaining to me just what kind of party it was. It was a birthday party for an Owned submissive and was filled with leather women. Damn if I didn't find my way back home. I finally found the piece of me that had always existed but never had a name.

I continued to rodeo but now started venturing out publicly. I became a member of our local play space and found my way to NYC. I was now going full steam in my new journey. One of the better events was the Summer of 2001 in Provincetown Mass. A group had rented out an entire hotel for a women's leather weekend. I am friends with most of the attendees to this day. It is also where I met a woman that eventually would help save my life. Then Sept 11th happened. I wound up going to NYC the week after and became one of the workers there. It was an experience I will never ever EVER forget. While in NYC I was brought to an LSM event. Who were these women? They were the Lesbian Sex Mafia of I also had no idea it was their 20th anniversary weekend. I just found that out while reading up on their history.

Tragedy then struck my life. Nov 4th, 2001 I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. I had Hodgkins disease which is normally very curable but in my case I was very sick and was stage 4b with bone marrow involvement. One of the women I had met at the P-Town weekend was a medic who was out on disability for an arm injury. Her Owner sent her to me to take care of me. We formed our own relationship. I fought like hell and am still fighting to this day. I fired every doctor that said I was terminal until I found the one that saved my life. 16 treatments of chemo and a stem cell transplant and I have been in continuous remission since January of 2003.
Since remission I have been on a mission to live. Life has brought me to numerous events across the country including a fantasy week revolving around the Folsom Street Fair.

This blog is about my current adventures.... the Adventures of a Cowboi.

History Part 1

It starts in 1989. I was 19 years old and working at a convenience store in Philadelphia. Almost every night this handsome woman came into my store. Sometimes she came in work clothes but it was her casual wear that caught my eye. She wore boots... proudly wore boots and damn if I didn't notice. One night I actually found the guts to ask her out and she said yes. She was a leather woman who wound up taking me in and helping me get what is now a 20 year career. We were very private and she stepped away completely from public leather with the goal of sheltering me (yea right). She taught me the core values and ethics that I have to this day. I had no idea at the time what leather was about and upon our separating I went onto my mundane life.

I found rodeo in 1992 when I went to and wound up competing at the very first Atlantic Stampede Rodeo in Maryland. I went from leather to levi. I joined the Atlantic States Gay Rodeo Association and have been competing ever since. In 2005 I brought my love of rodeo to Philadelphia by creating the Liberty Gay Rodeo Association and we have now had 2 successful rodeo's called the Liberty Stampede.