Death – My Dissolute Life

Epiphanies

Aha! Or, duh!

Remembering my mother.

I love working out with hot women. And I long to keep the evidence I have done so. But I won’t.

I never used to cry, but now, I dry at the drop of the hat. Here’s what’s made me cry the last couple of days.

I am a dominant male sex blogger. I am polite, respectful, and demanding. Get to know me.

My surprising strategy to fend off fears of death – mine or others – is to feel my cock grow hard.

I’ve been suffering in recent months from a little reminder that I’m not as young as I used to be,[…]

I’ve written about it before, recently, a while ago, and long ago. There’s a direct relationship between my general sense[…]

I wrote the other day about how I sometimes use porn (and, incidentally, used commercial sex) not when I’m feeling[…]