DREAM BIG, BABY: PART 3 ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Forgive me father for I have sinned. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… I’ve been waiting for a guide to take me by the hand Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man? New sensations … Continue reading
DREAM BIG, BABY: PART 2 …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Pre-Surgical Sexing …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Sex trolling commenced as I was composing the Rock Bottom post admitting that I couldn’t go additional months without sex. Mostly exploring my options, like when you open your eyes to … Continue reading
DREAM BIG, BABY: PART 1 But when we wake It’s all been erased And so it seems Only in dreams —Weezer, Only in Dreams Every six months or so I dream about masturbating. From the first-person perspect. Oh gosh, how … Continue reading
THE 13th STEP: ROCK BOTTOM Oh, hai, thanks for stopping by. Guys, I have a problem. I’ve been through so many guys, yet had sooo little sex. It’s demoralizing. I think my count at this juncture in the space-time continuum … Continue reading
EVERY GUY’S NIGHTMARE: RAPE RAPE THE INCIDENT Summer 2004. I tell him he can sleep over if it gets late. We’re old friends from high school. I haven’t seen him in a few years. He lives in the Bronx … Continue reading
EVERY GUY’S NIGHTMARE: INTRO December 4th, 2014 It’s every guy’s nightmare: learning that sex meant something different to a woman than it meant to him. Feeling that he had a nice, mutual, consensual, pleasurable experience that somewhere along the line … Continue reading
THE THIRTEENTH STEP: DESCENT I stay out too late Got nothing in my brain That’s what people say That’s what people say I go on too many dates But I can’t make them stay At least that’s what people … Continue reading
THE THIRTEENTH STEP: ASCENT Some will die in hot pursuit in fiery auto crashes Some will die in hot pursuit while sifting through my ashes Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain That … Continue reading
THE THIRTEENTH STEP: INTRO Two days before Halloween I’m lying in bed at 3pm (I’ve started waking up, eating, and crawling back into bed) despairing about how I have no friends. Which is sort of true. I moved out of … Continue reading
September, 2014 I clock in at two thirty am, well two thirty army—I mean European—time. Eight hours before it’s ten thirty and I have rise and shine to check out of my hotel room in Amsterdam—three stories above from where … Continue reading
