I was given the name...
August Reith
with a glance you see I am a...
male
i have walked through...
17 years
some of the things like like are...
dogs, sweet things, sleep, suckers
some of the things I hate are...
bitter food, cats, vegetables, drunks, *****, children, old people, people in general
i usually am a/an...
Dominant, Seke leans more uke
people say I am...
Quiet, awkward, scary, mysterious, lonely, timid, and unsociable
my life started out like this...
i was born into a very poor and abusive family. By the time I was three I was already being hit and whipped with a belt. I decided to run away one day because my mom and dad came home drunk and beat me up. I was four when this happened. I lived in a poor city so I didn't know where to go. I must have walked for a few hours until I got to the edge of a forest. I slept against a tree the first night and was woken up by warm, wet pads pressing against my skin. I opened my eyes to see huge dogs around me. I wasn't scared though because they were wagging their tails and being very friendly. They kind of welcomed me into their pack like a pup. For years I traveled with the wolves and when I started to grow out of clothes I would steal new ones from towns. I even stole meat when the pack had not killed any. I used the wolves for warmth at night and shared their kills. I had to learn how to cut my own hair as it would get long but that never went well. I would steal scissors and butcher my hair shorter. I was part of a family though. That all changed when I turned 14. The pack was starting to get smaller and roam closer to cities. Someone called the pound saying there was wild dogs running around. When the captured and killed the family I had been living with, they sold me off to the slave market.
I now sit here in this cage, innocent and not very up to date with anything. I remember a few things from when I was little like what a toilet is and how a fridge has food but I don't know about technology.
searching for a...
A caring seme master who will be patiently with me. Preferably in his mid 20's.
I was given the name...
Augustine Truedell
but I am often called...
Gus
with a glance you see I am a...
Male
i have walked through...
18 years of life
some bad habits of mine are...
smoking, weed, and drinking
Some secret pleasures of mine are...
Superheros, handcuffs, emo guys, having my hair tugged
some of the things I hate are...
snitches, lame people, orders, authority, humid weather
i usually am a/an...
uke
people say I am...
funny and flirtatious when high but otherwise a really laid back guy. If I don't get my fix I am usually an a** though.
my life started out like this...
I was born into a family of drinkers, drug addicts and smokers. I went to elementary school and barely made it through with all the trouble I caused with teachers. I never wanted to come in from recess and i also stole food in the lunch line because I was never fed at home. Around sixth grade is when I started to pick up smoking. Soon drinking followed and then pot. I had about twelve outstanding warrants on my head by my freshman year in high school. Those were the only time I got caught and slipped away though. The unlucky number thirteen is what got me. The slave market picked me up and claimed the bounty on my head. They then claimed they were an 'adolescence help program' and the police let them take me. Since that day, I have been sitting in this cage and going from master to master. They say I am not entertaining and 'too addicted' to do anything with. I would beg to differ.
searching for a...
Master seme to set me on the right track slowly. Maybe someone to hold me at night in a warm bed but would also be the discipline I need.
