Lies, damn lies, and polyamory
Almost two years ago, I wrote about a date I went on with a woman who wouldn’t fuck me because,[…]
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Almost two years ago, I wrote about a date I went on with a woman who wouldn’t fuck me because,[…]
Read moreSofia and I have an interesting relationship. She’s far away, we’ve never met. She sends me tons. We tell each[…]
Read moreIf you’ve been paying attention you know it involves your mouth on my cock. The other day I was asked[…]
Read moreA friend and I, sharing a drink, were discussing our respective experiences of “failure to launch.” I think I’ve said[…]
Read moreI confess. I don’t entirely understand the allure of tattoos. There are some adornments and accessories I can get behind.[…]
Read moreHer head was between my legs, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock, the shaft gripped tightly in[…]
Read moreTwice in the last week, I’ve been asked if I have any. “You seem like a tattoo kind of guy,”[…]
Read moreYour eyes are pressed up against a tiny aperture. I guide the hole, carefully, to reveal to you only what[…]
Read moreWoody Allen, years ago, fell in love with his wife’s daughter, with the girl/woman his own adoptive children, and his[…]
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