Jason in Toronto
@jasonintoronto.bsky.social
Father of 3. Son of 5. Live so as to fulfill the dreams of your ancestors and inspire those of your descendants. Oh to be a stone of the earth, wind in the mountains, river and forest kind of magic. Solid, ancient, and bone deep. I'm not for everyone.
Straight kids have real life role models to emulate everywhere they look, showing them how to be.
Who do we have? Mostly, no one. If we are very lucky, as I was, proud gay family. Exception. So we, driven by primal need, seek out abstractions in film, books. Mute mentors. Cry and grow. Alone.
Who do we have? Mostly, no one. If we are very lucky, as I was, proud gay family. Exception. So we, driven by primal need, seek out abstractions in film, books. Mute mentors. Cry and grow. Alone.
December 5, 2025 at 3:51 AM
Straight kids have real life role models to emulate everywhere they look, showing them how to be.
Who do we have? Mostly, no one. If we are very lucky, as I was, proud gay family. Exception. So we, driven by primal need, seek out abstractions in film, books. Mute mentors. Cry and grow. Alone.
Who do we have? Mostly, no one. If we are very lucky, as I was, proud gay family. Exception. So we, driven by primal need, seek out abstractions in film, books. Mute mentors. Cry and grow. Alone.
Every night I tend to his Gold Wing.
Even when I don't take it out to roar or pup.
Like tonight. Wickedly cold. Slippery dangerous.
And hear His words of power, confidence.
Being gay is hard. Not because of itself. But because of what we must endure. We fly or die in that.
He taught me to fly.
/UM2
Even when I don't take it out to roar or pup.
Like tonight. Wickedly cold. Slippery dangerous.
And hear His words of power, confidence.
Being gay is hard. Not because of itself. But because of what we must endure. We fly or die in that.
He taught me to fly.
/UM2
December 5, 2025 at 3:10 AM
Every night I tend to his Gold Wing.
Even when I don't take it out to roar or pup.
Like tonight. Wickedly cold. Slippery dangerous.
And hear His words of power, confidence.
Being gay is hard. Not because of itself. But because of what we must endure. We fly or die in that.
He taught me to fly.
/UM2
Even when I don't take it out to roar or pup.
Like tonight. Wickedly cold. Slippery dangerous.
And hear His words of power, confidence.
Being gay is hard. Not because of itself. But because of what we must endure. We fly or die in that.
He taught me to fly.
/UM2
Every now and then, like just now, I'll get a DM like this:
Him: Shaving it all off is unnatural. Real men let it grow.
Me: I look forward to pictures of your ZZ Top beard and Maharishi Mahesh Yogi coif.
Him: Shaving it all off is unnatural. Real men let it grow.
Me: I look forward to pictures of your ZZ Top beard and Maharishi Mahesh Yogi coif.
December 4, 2025 at 9:31 PM
Every now and then, like just now, I'll get a DM like this:
Him: Shaving it all off is unnatural. Real men let it grow.
Me: I look forward to pictures of your ZZ Top beard and Maharishi Mahesh Yogi coif.
Him: Shaving it all off is unnatural. Real men let it grow.
Me: I look forward to pictures of your ZZ Top beard and Maharishi Mahesh Yogi coif.
How to wear a Cap. #3 in a series. When it's your birthday and you get to choose the order of dickage and your cap signals the nature of the forthcoming chain of events. AKA: there's a party in my mouth. Wanna cum?
December 2, 2025 at 3:53 PM
How to wear a Cap. #3 in a series. When it's your birthday and you get to choose the order of dickage and your cap signals the nature of the forthcoming chain of events. AKA: there's a party in my mouth. Wanna cum?
Utimately, in my nightly dreams, I am here.
Alone in the wind.
He has gone.
They are gone.
I know I am about to stir and awake.
I am quiet.
I feel no need to have learned, but I have.
To brave another day.
I'd hoped for more.
A singular profound lesson.
They demured.
I am alone.
And not.
Awake.
Alone in the wind.
He has gone.
They are gone.
I know I am about to stir and awake.
I am quiet.
I feel no need to have learned, but I have.
To brave another day.
I'd hoped for more.
A singular profound lesson.
They demured.
I am alone.
And not.
Awake.
December 1, 2025 at 3:34 AM
Utimately, in my nightly dreams, I am here.
Alone in the wind.
He has gone.
They are gone.
I know I am about to stir and awake.
I am quiet.
I feel no need to have learned, but I have.
To brave another day.
I'd hoped for more.
A singular profound lesson.
They demured.
I am alone.
And not.
Awake.
Alone in the wind.
He has gone.
They are gone.
I know I am about to stir and awake.
I am quiet.
I feel no need to have learned, but I have.
To brave another day.
I'd hoped for more.
A singular profound lesson.
They demured.
I am alone.
And not.
Awake.
Do not animate our moments with AI projections of what you would fantasize we said or did.
Just because you can.
For we did not say it.
It demeans you for so posting. And touches our shared moments not at all.
You betray your insecurity by so doing.
Parasitic. Projectional. False. Shallow. Hollow.
Just because you can.
For we did not say it.
It demeans you for so posting. And touches our shared moments not at all.
You betray your insecurity by so doing.
Parasitic. Projectional. False. Shallow. Hollow.
December 1, 2025 at 3:23 AM
Do not animate our moments with AI projections of what you would fantasize we said or did.
Just because you can.
For we did not say it.
It demeans you for so posting. And touches our shared moments not at all.
You betray your insecurity by so doing.
Parasitic. Projectional. False. Shallow. Hollow.
Just because you can.
For we did not say it.
It demeans you for so posting. And touches our shared moments not at all.
You betray your insecurity by so doing.
Parasitic. Projectional. False. Shallow. Hollow.
He Who Raised Me posted this.
Now I am in this position.
My Son and Daughter launch their ships from my harbour.
I need them to stay safe here, but know I cannot and must not prevent them.
I feel it now.
The hardest part of being a Dad is letting go.
It's all I can do to trust them, armed.
Now I am in this position.
My Son and Daughter launch their ships from my harbour.
I need them to stay safe here, but know I cannot and must not prevent them.
I feel it now.
The hardest part of being a Dad is letting go.
It's all I can do to trust them, armed.
December 1, 2025 at 3:03 AM
He Who Raised Me posted this.
Now I am in this position.
My Son and Daughter launch their ships from my harbour.
I need them to stay safe here, but know I cannot and must not prevent them.
I feel it now.
The hardest part of being a Dad is letting go.
It's all I can do to trust them, armed.
Now I am in this position.
My Son and Daughter launch their ships from my harbour.
I need them to stay safe here, but know I cannot and must not prevent them.
I feel it now.
The hardest part of being a Dad is letting go.
It's all I can do to trust them, armed.
How to wear a cap #2 in a series.
When you have had more than enough of them and are about to challenge and obliterate.
When you have had more than enough of them and are about to challenge and obliterate.
December 1, 2025 at 2:36 AM
How to wear a cap #2 in a series.
When you have had more than enough of them and are about to challenge and obliterate.
When you have had more than enough of them and are about to challenge and obliterate.
I will always have a place for Hawaii.
Because providing lodging is Hale.
Because providing lodging is Hale.
December 1, 2025 at 12:54 AM
I will always have a place for Hawaii.
Because providing lodging is Hale.
Because providing lodging is Hale.
Got stopped at a railway crossing this morning. Very long train. Started to wonder about the power of that engine in the front being able to pull all that. End of train rolls by. Three engines roaring and pushing. So, of course I went there.
November 30, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Got stopped at a railway crossing this morning. Very long train. Started to wonder about the power of that engine in the front being able to pull all that. End of train rolls by. Three engines roaring and pushing. So, of course I went there.
My EA on Friday: I notice you always take off your tie before you go to lunch.
Me: I'm a messy eater.
Me: I'm a messy eater.
November 30, 2025 at 7:22 PM
My EA on Friday: I notice you always take off your tie before you go to lunch.
Me: I'm a messy eater.
Me: I'm a messy eater.
Every house has a place where people naturally congregate. The kitchen is universal, which is why ours is huge. But our hot tub is where guests just completely relax. We keep ours going all year, with panels to keep out the wind. Our American guests on Thanksgiving couldn't get enough stuffing.
November 30, 2025 at 4:20 PM
Every house has a place where people naturally congregate. The kitchen is universal, which is why ours is huge. But our hot tub is where guests just completely relax. We keep ours going all year, with panels to keep out the wind. Our American guests on Thanksgiving couldn't get enough stuffing.
Tardis Brand jeans.
Much bigger on the inside.
Much bigger on the inside.
November 30, 2025 at 3:46 PM
Tardis Brand jeans.
Much bigger on the inside.
Much bigger on the inside.
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
The sand never bothered me anyway.
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
The sand never bothered me anyway.
November 30, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Here I stand
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
The sand never bothered me anyway.
And here I'll stay
Let the storm rage on
The sand never bothered me anyway.
Today we celebrated American Thanksgiving with a house full of American relatives. Typical November day in the 6ix: windy, coldish, snow squalls then sunshine. Whupped 'em at football in the park. Early dinner. There, we did a 'thankful for' circle.
Happy Thanksgiving to our American friends.
Happy Thanksgiving to our American friends.
November 28, 2025 at 12:22 AM
Today we celebrated American Thanksgiving with a house full of American relatives. Typical November day in the 6ix: windy, coldish, snow squalls then sunshine. Whupped 'em at football in the park. Early dinner. There, we did a 'thankful for' circle.
Happy Thanksgiving to our American friends.
Happy Thanksgiving to our American friends.
When you just know he'll be a 3 ring circus.
November 28, 2025 at 12:13 AM
When you just know he'll be a 3 ring circus.
I need to make this into a hoodie.
November 27, 2025 at 11:54 PM
I need to make this into a hoodie.
Quoted this today at the gym.
Staff guy caught me fucking a twunk in the steam room.
Fuck.
Asked to see me downstairs.
Figured my membership was toast.
Nope.
Him: Was he good?
Me: Until you busted it up.
Him: I could suspend you.
Me: Would that make you hard, feel manly?
Him: No. Can you teach me?
Staff guy caught me fucking a twunk in the steam room.
Fuck.
Asked to see me downstairs.
Figured my membership was toast.
Nope.
Him: Was he good?
Me: Until you busted it up.
Him: I could suspend you.
Me: Would that make you hard, feel manly?
Him: No. Can you teach me?
November 27, 2025 at 11:49 PM
Quoted this today at the gym.
Staff guy caught me fucking a twunk in the steam room.
Fuck.
Asked to see me downstairs.
Figured my membership was toast.
Nope.
Him: Was he good?
Me: Until you busted it up.
Him: I could suspend you.
Me: Would that make you hard, feel manly?
Him: No. Can you teach me?
Staff guy caught me fucking a twunk in the steam room.
Fuck.
Asked to see me downstairs.
Figured my membership was toast.
Nope.
Him: Was he good?
Me: Until you busted it up.
Him: I could suspend you.
Me: Would that make you hard, feel manly?
Him: No. Can you teach me?
When your look finds you.
Image: Brant Daugherty
Image: Brant Daugherty
November 27, 2025 at 4:15 AM
When your look finds you.
Image: Brant Daugherty
Image: Brant Daugherty
When your decade finds you.
November 27, 2025 at 4:12 AM
When your decade finds you.
When your truth finds you.
November 27, 2025 at 4:11 AM
When your truth finds you.
Resistance is futile!
No it isn't.
Oh, well then, you will be ASSIMILATED!
No, I won't.
Okay, how about, WE ARE THE BORG!
So you're synthetic plush pile material from the 1960's.
NO, we're . . .
Want some hot cocoa and fresh, chewy raisin oatmeal cookies?
Yes, please.
No it isn't.
Oh, well then, you will be ASSIMILATED!
No, I won't.
Okay, how about, WE ARE THE BORG!
So you're synthetic plush pile material from the 1960's.
NO, we're . . .
Want some hot cocoa and fresh, chewy raisin oatmeal cookies?
Yes, please.
November 25, 2025 at 2:13 AM
Resistance is futile!
No it isn't.
Oh, well then, you will be ASSIMILATED!
No, I won't.
Okay, how about, WE ARE THE BORG!
So you're synthetic plush pile material from the 1960's.
NO, we're . . .
Want some hot cocoa and fresh, chewy raisin oatmeal cookies?
Yes, please.
No it isn't.
Oh, well then, you will be ASSIMILATED!
No, I won't.
Okay, how about, WE ARE THE BORG!
So you're synthetic plush pile material from the 1960's.
NO, we're . . .
Want some hot cocoa and fresh, chewy raisin oatmeal cookies?
Yes, please.
Keys to the Kingdom.
Whether granting or being granted, there is a very special connection that happens when trust is absolute, lust is overwhelming, and love is beyond measure.
You can feel it in the way he opens to you.
You can feel it in the way his hand cups your ass as he explores inwards.
Whether granting or being granted, there is a very special connection that happens when trust is absolute, lust is overwhelming, and love is beyond measure.
You can feel it in the way he opens to you.
You can feel it in the way his hand cups your ass as he explores inwards.
November 25, 2025 at 1:31 AM
Keys to the Kingdom.
Whether granting or being granted, there is a very special connection that happens when trust is absolute, lust is overwhelming, and love is beyond measure.
You can feel it in the way he opens to you.
You can feel it in the way his hand cups your ass as he explores inwards.
Whether granting or being granted, there is a very special connection that happens when trust is absolute, lust is overwhelming, and love is beyond measure.
You can feel it in the way he opens to you.
You can feel it in the way his hand cups your ass as he explores inwards.