Visiting Roger’s Neighborhood

[This post was previously posted in Nov 2021. I took it down for a minute, and then put it back up.] I met Roger on Scruff; about two weeks ago he reached out to me. I checked out his profile, and he seemed like an interesting guy, so we got to chatting. He’s a veryContinue reading “Visiting Roger’s Neighborhood”

My Sudden Weakness: Troy

I met Troy about a month ago. He lives in the town next-door, which is quite politically conservative (read: redneck). He organized a Pride run during the month of June, but he didn’t actually know very many gay people in the area. So he posted it on Facebook, told all his straight friends, and hopedContinue reading “My Sudden Weakness: Troy”

Learning By Doing [Men]

So, I’ve been learning some valuable lessons in being a slut. I recently I got together with a new-to-you man named Zack for the second time. When I had originally gotten together with him I had had a reasonably enjoyable time, but at first I had decided that I wasn’t going to see him again.Continue reading “Learning By Doing [Men]”

Losing My V-Card or My Anus Is Not a Trap Door

Well, I crossed an important barrier in my developmental process as a gay man: I bottomed for the first time last. Two months ago, I wasn’t even sure if bottoming was going to be something that I was interested in doing. Historically, I have felt very insecure about anything involving the anus [For fear thatContinue reading “Losing My V-Card or My Anus Is Not a Trap Door”

My First Hook-up or “How To Avoid Suffocating In a Man’s Crotch”

I met Sean on Scruff last week. He had a really warm smile in his profile photo, and I’m a sucker for a great smile. He’s definitely a bear. He’s thick, but not fat. I felt like I was ready to have a hook up with a guy. I officially now have two FWB‘s, andContinue reading “My First Hook-up or “How To Avoid Suffocating In a Man’s Crotch””

A {not so} brief history of liking penises

**note: This post is written from the perspective I have had almost my entire life: my bisexuality is a flaw within me, and must be eliminated or at least contained. I no longer believe that, but to honor the journey I am going through, I have written from that voice.** I remember being a littleContinue reading “A {not so} brief history of liking penises”

Design a site like this with WordPress.com
Get started