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We all daydream. Life can be tedious, boring, and uneventful for extended periods. Anyone who has ever had to wait in line at the DMV can attest to that. It’s an inescapable aspect of life and, being the adaptive creatures we are, daydreaming is a common way to get through it. I would even argue it’s universal.

When done right, it can be good for you. There’s even some science to back that up. When it gets sexy, though, things can get complicated and not always in a bad way. For an aspiring erotica/romance writer like me, I often treat sexy daydreaming as typical brainstorming. More than one of my stories has come to me while waiting in line at the grocery store.

Being a man, it can get awkward for reasons I’ve shared before. If you’re a man, sexy daydreaming comes with some unique risks. If it’s too sexy, then you’re going to have a problem that will only get worse if you happen to be wearing extra-tight pants. Even if you’re wearing the loosest pants you have, it’s all too easy to get lost in a sexy daydream.

Those risks aside, I believe the rewards are plenty worth it. Whether you’re single, married, or something in between, a little sexy daydreaming can go a long way towards giving you sexy ideas. Since all great feats start as ideas, I believe they’re worth contemplating. I sincerely hope this Daily Sexy Musing will inspire some seamy ideas. If you have some you’d like to share, please do so in the comments.

It’s starts with a thought. Then, desire enters the picture. They start to mingle, exchanging and entwining images and ideas. The end result is the same.

In my mind, my most intimate fantasies become real.

In my mind, I am unbound by restraints and restrictions.

In my mind, I dare to explore the breadth of my passions.

From the outside, there is nothing fanciful about me. I walk through crowded streets, smile at casual acquaintances, and conduct myself like any others. Nobody gives me a second look. I am just living an ordinary, mundane life. It hardly does justice to the extraordinary thoughts racing through my mind.

In that world, I am something greater.

In that world, my desires are within reach.

In that world, my passions are unlimited.

In that world, nothing holds me back.

I can walk down the same street and draw the utmost awe from total strangers. My abilities and talents are superhuman, capable of carrying me to the heavens and beyond. The love and fulfillment I seek is both real and nearby. It comes to me as quickly as I run towards it. When I embrace it, everything comes together.

My heart races.

My skin burns.

My loins reacts.

These thoughts aren’t real, but that doesn’t matter to my body. From these thoughts, my desires become tangible. In these fantasies, I gain a strength that reality denies me. Real or not, they inspire me as much as they arouse me. I now have something to strive for.

Whether it’s possible does not matter.

Whether it’s achievable matters even less.

These are my ideas from my world. Reality may not yield, but I’ll make sure it bends.

There are many traits that people find sexy, but only a handful are universal. These special traits transcend race, gender, body type, culture, and even kinks, to some extent. Not many traits check everyone of those boxes, but toughness is definitely one of them. I would even argue it’s one of the best.

Even without its sexual connotations, toughness in a lover has plenty of appeal. I say that as someone who grew up with some tough individuals, many of which are close relatives. A few served in the military. Some overcame some serious hardship against illness, injury, or poverty. Others are just the kind of people you want on your side in a fight.

I know the value of toughness. I also know that it’s not the same as being physically strong or mentally capable. To be tough is to push yourself in ways that go beyond the call of duty. It often requires that we rise above our limits and expectations. That can mean subjecting ourselves to unpleasant experiences in the name of achieving something greater.

That entire concept is something we want in our lovers. Whether it’s protecting us from harm or birthing our children, we want and need our partners to be tough. Love may bring us together, but toughness makes that love stronger. A tough lover can do many amazing things for a relationship, including the things that are clothing optional. I want this Daily Sexy Musing to highlight this. Enjoy!

We endured the hardship.

We fought the obstacles.

We overcame the odds.

We absorbed the blows.

Through each challenge and trial, we feel the sting of strife. At times, it hurts. The pain is real and leaves lingering scars. Sometimes, it’s more subtle. We don’t even feel it, at first. From tasks that strain our minds to feelings that damage our spirits, we are weighted down by many burdens. It hinders our ability to celebrate our love at every turn.

Every step comes with struggle.

Every reward comes with cost.

Every gain comes with loss.

A shallow love has no chance. Like thin ice or brittle glass, it shatters at the slightest disruption. You’re not like that and neither am I. Our hearts and souls are more robust than that. I gladly share your pain, just as you eagerly share mine. It leaves us weaker in the moment, but stronger in the long run.

Together, we harden ourselves, but strengthen our hearts. We’ll navigate the storm, but never feel wet. I’ll take the hit and I’ll do so with a smile. That’s what love like ours can do. Alone, my first instinct is to avoid hardship. With you, I eagerly endure it. In doing so, I articulate my love without a single word.

You get the message, loud and clear. You return the favor, affirming our love and demonstrating your strength. My heart and soul gushes for you. What started with love has become a connection.

That connection is strong.

That connection is deep.

Most importantly, that connection is ours.

There are many sexy parts of the human body. Some are inherently more sexy than others, but everyone has their preferences when it comes to which parts they admire. I certainly have my favorites. Being a healthy straight male, I think most can surmise which body parts I most admire. However, there are some parts that I feel don’t get the attention or respect they deserves.

Those parts are our hands. I’ll give everyone a second to finish rolling their eyes, but I believe there’s a case to be made for hands being the most under-appreciated tool in our intimate arsenal. Now, I don’t deny that hands aren’t the first body part that gets our attention when we see someone attractive. It might not even be the fifth. However, it’s utility in all things sexy is beyond dispute.

In many cases, our first romantic gesture involves touch. Whether it’s holding hands or heavy petting, we use our hands to convey all sorts of intimacy. Most people know how to caress and fondle. It’s as natural as breathing for thinking, emotional creatures. It only gets really interesting when lovers develop some skill with their hands.

Make no mistake. Skill makes a difference. I know this because I’ve known men and women who use their hands to do more than simply touch. They know exactly where, how, and what intensity to use in conveying their passions. It shows in how they deal with their lovers. They can make another person feel loved and satisfied without saying a word and while keeping their clothes on, no less.

Hands are undeniably useful and deceptively powerful. That special skill can be wielded by men and women alike. It often takes practice and refinement, but it’s definitely worth doing. I hope this Daily Sexy Musing affirms that. Enjoy!

I crack my knuckles.

I focus my mind.

I rub my hands together, creating a warmth I hope to convey.

You stand before me, waiting and eager. There’s so much to say and do. We’ve finally found the time and space to focus only on each other. I want to make it count, but there’s only so much I can put into words. How I feel and what I desire simply defies description.

Thankfully, there are other ways of telling your lover how you feel.

With my hands, I lightly graze your face with my fingers. Then, I trail down your chin and neck, finding those extra-sensitive spots I know so well. You shiver and shudder every step of the way, just as I’d hoped. I don’t have to say anything. I just smile and let my hands do the talking.

These hands can say more than most. Whereas some develop their speaking skills, I chose to refine how I touch and feel my way around my lover. Practice and dedication, combined with trial and error, have made me adept at making every tactile gesture matter. I’ve also made sure you reap the benefits.

Through my touch, I show how much I want you.

Through my touch, I convey how much I love you.

Through my touch, I inspire your greatest passions.

My skilled hands work their magic. You eagerly succumb to my spell. Guided by my hands, I take you in my arms and we follow this new passion. What starts as a simple touch can become so much more. With skilled hands, they can become truly powerful.