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Making Sense
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Let’s go
Read moreShe rejected my choreography, and I was grateful. Then I pushed her against a roll-down gate and listened to my cock instead of my brain.
Delicious
Read moreA polite request, or several.
E[lust] 35
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An apology
Read moreI’m sorry I haunt you. Now we’re even.
Humiliation (and tmi)
Read moreThis entire blog is nothing but my mortification — and yet, asked for one embarrassing story, I’ve got nothing.
I love l.a.
Read moreAs the plane descends into L.A., I catalog everything I know about her — and everything I don’t yet.
The beginning of the end
Read moreFor years, I never fucked another woman — not out of principle, but because fucking was never the thing I wanted. Then that started to change.
Blowjobs, blowjobs, blowjobs….
Read moreCraigsList, hotel rooms, and the education of a sexually self-aware man, one blowjob at a time.
My second first paid blowjob
Read moreThis is the story of my second first paid blowjob. It began with a massage, and she wanted my cock in her mouth…
Blowjob in a dark room
Read moreMy first paid blowjob involved a bait-and-switch, a dark room, and a technique that should be patented.
The stories i told myself, the lies i believed
Read moreThe elaborate fictions I constructed to make sense of behavior that made no sense — brave explorer and pathetic loser, coexisting without reconciliation.
Too much of a good thing
Read moreToo much is never enough?
My first “happy ending”
Read moreA Saturday afternoon, a Village Voice, and a pay phone: the mechanics of my first paid sexual encounter.
Down the rabbit hole
Read moreMy origin story, retold — how lap dances, fear of rejection, and an endless appetite for contact sent me down a path I’m still mapping.
Dominance, at a distance
Read moreI tell her what I want; she gives it to me. Thousands of miles away.
E[lust] #34
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I gently lowered the blindfold
Read moreBlindfolded, on her knees, she hadn’t yet seen or tasted or touched my cock. But she could hear how hard I was.
Let’s go for a ride
Read moreA cab ride across town, and she doesn’t wait until we arrive.
Unconscious mutterings
Read moreFree association reveals a one-track mind.
My origin myth–an alternate, and abbreviated, telling
Read moreHow I got from there to here, in fewer than a thousand words.
