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The Interior
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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.
Creep shots
Read moreIn which I confess to having taken creep shots, and wonder about them – their lure, and the creepiness of them.
Boundaries
Read moreFor me, transgression has never been the point. If anything, it’s a damper on my joy.
Jealousy
Read moreI want to be everything to everyone, and when I’m not, it stings in ways that reason can’t touch.
Hunger and compulsion
Read moreI radiate not just pleasure but craving, not just pursuit but drivenness — and that can be a little scary.
Jealousy
Read moreIt’s not the fear of losing her. It’s the fear of being rendered worthless by whoever I lose her to.
Sympathy for the devil (2)
Read moreI have known monsters. They’re good, decent, kind, loving people.
Shame, or, sonnet 129
Read moreShakespeare got something about lust that Steve McQueen didn’t.
Thanks for letting me fuck your wife
Read moreSome things are best worked out in private, even by a guy with a sex blog.
Symmetry
Read moreLife isn’t fair, my grandmother reminded me. In this dissolute life, I’d rather it be interesting.
Custody of the eyes
Read moreNot looking at beauty made me think about it far more than looking at it ever did.
Up in the air
Read moreL’s husband is having second thoughts, and I’m at sixes and sevens.
My sex addiction, 2
Read moreRecovery got me sober, but sobriety wasn’t quite the point.
My sex addiction
Read moreMy problem was never sex. It was the elaborate edifice of deceit I constructed around it.
Sex addiction – the fellowships
Read moreA field guide to the various twelve-step fellowships for sex addiction — their bottom lines, their rigidities, and their surprising nuances.
Hitting bottom
Read moreStanding on a street corner, waiting for a woman who would never come, I finally saw just how far I’d fallen.
Tiger woods and me
Read moreI don’t believe you can be addicted to sex. But I had a relationship to it that sure looked a lot like addiction.
Jealousy and envy
Read moreJealousy, envy, and the fear of being superfluous.
