Anonymous asked: Can we just talk about my sex life/ history? I'll tell you about my recent fisting experience, because I feel like you'll get my motivation for doing it instead of getting hung up on the transgressive nature of the act. Tastefully of course.
Well, this isn’t going to be a thing that happens on anon.
Ok, I just found out Tyler Oakley met the president.
Like, you can Tweet at barely legal boylebrities to sit on your face and you get invited to meet Obama because of it?
Why are Republicans even worried about Benghazi? This is the true scandal!
I’m not really interested in having sex without any sort of emotional involvement at the moment, but that doesn’t mean I have no urges to find some sort of outlet for sexual or sexual-adjascent urges. Mostly I think that just means I really want to write about sex, but I also find that a bit, well, not totally what I’m about. Well, at least sex in a confessional, personal, in-detail manner.
I mean, I’ll read it that type of thing, but I always find the idea of writing so openly about my sex life kind of icky. Oh god, maybe I’m turned on by the self-imposed taboo of it. Sex is weird. I hate sex. When do we get to stop thinking about it? Can I just turn this switch off?
- Gay dude: Ugh, it's so annoying when people try to set me up with other dudes just because we're both gay.
- Same gay dude, different time: Wait, you had a single gay friend and you didn't at least tell me about him? You bitch!
For those of you keeping track at home that means I’ve hooked up with a gay friend of one RHOM and sort of dated without getting to far with another gay of another RHOM. Cool life. Feel super good about myself.
I hung out with this one dude a few times. He told me my boss was hot, took me to his addarall dealer’s house and after he drunkingly messaged me “come have sex with me,” and I ignored it we didn’t really speak again. Anyway, now he’s dating a rich older guy who is head of one of Gloria and Emilio Estefan’s companies and getting caught in beach paparazzi photos with a Real Housewife of Miami posted on The Daily Mail. Life.
I feel like most of those are probably organized over craigslist or some seedy sites, right? And maybe if it does happen naturally its already at some sort of seedy place like a bath house or sex party of whatever?
But does anyone find themselves in some random situations where its like “Oh, hey we’re a bunch of horny gay dudes. Maybe lets have sex together? Whoops there’s only one bottom among us? Let’s make it work.”
And if you are the only bottom do you do it? Are you like “Well, I guess this is my only chance to get gang banged. Yolo?” Or is more like, “Well, I’m kind of horny. I don’t know about four guys, but lets see how it goes?”
- "So like every time I walk into the house my son shouts ‘Motha has arrived!’ Should I be concerned?"
I have a couple of good friends who work at an architecture firm. Their boss is a shitty boss. They’ve been literally working all weekend. It’s 12:40 a.m. on technically Monday morning and I am receiving like the most depressing g-chats ever. These people are broken. Please keep these overworked middle class professionals in your prayers tonight.
so is like cordelia the yellow king or whats happening here?
I lit a boy’s cigarette last night and it was the most intense boy interaction I’ve had in a minute. Too bad his boyfriend was 10 feet away.