2012

I’ve never thought of myself as an exhibitionist.  I’m kinda shy, and have never consciously craved being seen in any way.  But this blog feeds an exhibitionistic urge I’m only just beginning to understand.  Somehow, it’s incredibly life-affirming to me…

Sexaholics Anonymous:  has a rigid “bottom line.”  Their “white book” makes abundantly clear that, “for the sexaholic, any form of sex with one’s self or with partners other than the spouse is progressively addictive and destructive.”  Lest that not be rigid enough,…

I’m a newbie with respect to all this stuff.  Still, I’ve been to Le Trapeze three or four times, to Chemistry once, to Behind Closed Doors twice, to One Leg Up once, and to Ddevious Delights three or four times.…

Warning – this is a non-sexual post.  It’s non-erotic, and not a turn-on at all.  If that’s not interesting to you, read no further.  On the other hand, if you want to read further, read on….

L has officially thrown in the towel in our contest.  On the plus side, she wrote an awesome story, weaving together a bunch of the tweets that have been scrolling by on my Twitter feed.  I’ve asked her permission to publish…

The last couple of days, I put an ad on Craigslist, basically inviting people reading the M4MW and MW4MW postings to stop by here, take a look, and let me know if they are interested in… playing. Not playing in…

[apologies – in the transition from Blogger, this post lost its links and pictures and formatting.  Go here to see the original formatted post.] Over a few coming posts, I’m going to write a bit about “sex addiction.” Don’t worry…

“Humiliate me,” she pleaded. “Hurt me.” The first time we met, we had sushi. Her hair was bright red, falling in curls below her shoulders. Freckles stood out on the palest of skin. Her eyes were perfectly green, perfectly white.…

L‘s heart isn’t in the contest.  She thrills in my traffic, and hers is growing, too, but she simply doesn’t have the motivation.  Meanwhile, I had the good fortune to be picked up by Fleshbot last Friday (thanks, Lux), which…

I am no stranger to the dark, seamy underbelly of compulsive, driven sex.  For years, I was not at all joyful, or honest – with myself or anyone else – in pursuit of the next orgasm.  Today?  I’m lucky.  My…