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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
Read moreThe best sex bloggers on the internet, all in one place.
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.
Santorum
Read moreI propose a new definition for an old word.
Cheating
Read moreLiza asked me about cheating. I wince at the word — it reduces something sprawling and tragic to a single dimension of betrayal, when what I did was something far worse: I led a secret, double life.
Recognition
Read moreA tiny frisson of validation.
E-lust #33
Read moreThe best sex writing on the internet, or at least some of it.
Working out
Read moreMy trainer knows just how to motivate me.
Working out
Read moreMy trainer said “good boy,” and all I could think about was throwing her around and making her earn “good girl.”
My origin myth, continued
Read moreLiza asks the question this blog can never fully answer: how do you get from twelve years of secret cheating to a healthy open marriage with the same woman?
Jealousy
Read moreIt’s not the fear of losing her. It’s the fear of being rendered worthless by whoever I lose her to.
Money and attention
Read moreThe paradox of paying for what you most want: it delivers the act but destroys the meaning.
