Click on the link for A Tale of Two Bobs Part One. I was young and I was hammered, but I knew without a doubt what was going through their minds… The two Bobs had switched places and I was now sharing the couch with Bob number two as Bob...
In high school I was in love with a guy named Bob. Not exactly the name you expect at the end of that sentence, right? I thought about changing it to something else, but sometimes reality is better than fiction. Love might be a stretch in this particular situation, but...
I have a proposition. I invite you all to play a little game to play with me. I intend to write one paragraph today. It will be the beginning of what I hope will be a very interesting story. The catch is that I need you to help it come...
You know those moments in your life when you were alone with someone you liked and you could’ve cut the sexual tension with a knife. The attraction remained unspoken and every single move closer to one another seemed to take an eternity. I remember the first time I felt the...
I had sex by accident with a bartender from my neighborhood a few years ago. I didn’t accidentally fall on his dick with my legs wide open, but as the story goes one mistake led to another and suddenly we were fucking and I couldn’t exactly tell you how it...
This week’s confession is hard to write. I have to leave out certain details to protect the anonymity of someone else. The problem is that the details are what makes this particular story so damn interesting. If it were up to me, I would divulge it all for your pervy...
I had this friend in high school with whom I had a pretty intense and tumultuous friendship. We became really good friends really fast, but there was also this underlying current of jealousy and competitiveness between the two of us. She had the kind of personality that attracted people to...
When I was fifteen I had sex with my cousin. To be fair, he was my second or third cousin (or something like that) and although we shared the same last name we didn’t know each other as kids. I think the first time I met him, I was ten...
I have to admit that I had no idea what to write about today. I thought of a few things, and the one story I really want to tell is unfortunately top secret. I’ll only be able to write that one if I survive the other people involved and even...
My high school history teacher wore light blue polyester pant suits straight from the seventies, not the Saturday Night Fever seventies, but something you’d imagine the suburban swingers set wearing. His hair was styled in such a way you could only describe as Beatles-like and every time he wrote something...
I started therapy with the firm intent to seduce my therapist. He was an old philosophy professor of mine and when I got back into town, a decade later, I looked him up. An exchange of emails ensued. The psychoanalytical practice he was thinking of opening sent my mind on...
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