March 2012

For years, I never fucked another woman — not out of principle, but because fucking was never the thing I wanted. Then that started to change.

If you liked the hot yoga video, here’s another. And a funny one, too.

A guy at the gym paid me a compliment, and it made my day.

CraigsList, hotel rooms, and the education of a sexually self-aware man, one blowjob at a time.

What I do while you look down at me.

Guilty as charged: I’m a fetishist of lists. Here are two.

She’s self-conscious about her grey hair. I have some ideas about that.

Writing has replaced paying for sex as my compulsive, stolen-moments fix. Shame is my disease; exposure, my antidote.

Yoga with L, a perfect instructor, and an overactive imagination.

This is the story of my second first paid blowjob. It began with a massage, and she wanted my cock in her mouth…