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You asked what your pictures do to me. Here’s what they do to me.

One year old today. Happy birthday to my dissolute little blog.

You heard me.

Mara describes her experience of Le Trapeze. And my cock. And Jen. And Jack. And Jack’s girlfriend.

Spotify links don’t do what I thought they did. Sorry about that.

A friend’s rape fantasy leads me to reckon with why hard fucking is, for me, a quick path to a lost erection.

Five hundred posts. That’s a lot of words about sex.

I don’t fit in among the polyamorists or the swingers — too earnest for the one crowd, not earnest enough for the other.

What if what I’ve always understood as infinite desire is actually infinite fear?