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When you blog about sex and relationships, people tend to look to you as some sort of 'guru'.
I tell you, I'm afraid to watch the news anymore. Each new day seems to bring more and more distressing news related to the spiraling economy and it scares me shit-less. The thing is, as we grow increasingly frightened about the state of our tenuous financial stability, I’m wondering what the subsequent fallout will be as far as our relationships are concerned.
One of the main complaints I hear from women when it comes to internet dating is the common experience of never hearing from someone again after enjoying what they felt was a damned fine date, something I refer to as the - ‘MIA phenomenon’.
I checked Hooksexup’s home page when I got into the office this morning and I noticed a new short story had been posted called ‘The Conditional Surrender’ .
The other day I went through my word files and old e-mails in order to come up with some examples of Online correspondence for my last post here, and although I couldn’t really find too many examples of ‘initial’ greetings, I did find a lot of old conversations with women I’ve had over the past few years.
Most men don’t need a specific position, or permutation in order to climax. Just sufficient invigoration and we’re off to the races. A lot of women however have a defined formula to get them where they wanna go, and once you’ve found this formula, this becomes the finish line for – ‘relationship sex’.
As you may know by now, I like to come up with "interesting" sexual scenarios, and decide which ones I'd rather take part in if I was FORCED to... So I put it to you good people in a tasteful piece I like to call.. WOULDJARATHER!!
I hate having my nipples touched in any way.
The following is a recounting of an interesting date I went on a while ago - pre girlfriend.
Beauty is elemental.
Everything in life, all we hold dear to our hearts, the totality of mankind, EVERYTHING is based on lies. Flat out lies. Not mamby pamby bending of truths, and ‘bobbing and weaving’, but completely unadulterated lies.
When it comes to sex, I find taking part in it once or twice a week is more than sufficient - especially if I’m in a long term relationship.
For those of you that haven't caught on yet, I was a bit of a geek in High School. Strike that – ringing affirmative I was a complete and total geek. Not a nerd mind you - as nerds actually did well in math and shit like that - no I was a geek.
As there's been a lot of discussion over at Amboabe's and Fishnet's stations lately about the way men and women approach each other predatorily and otherwise and all these shaky perceptions we all seem to have as far as 'rates of success' in dating/sex/love are concerned. I figured it might be interesting to share with you some letters I'VE received from women, when I was still using the Hooksexup personals. Unfortunately for this blog entry, I actually deleted most of my mailbox, but it does give a general sense that there's really not too much of a difference gender-wise in the way we reach out to each other....
In my experience, I find most people are easily categorized.
Cyber-sex… I’m a fan.
Happy Monday everyone...
Apropos to Amboabe's latest post, on the eve of Thanksgiving, I'll give you 5 things I'm thankful for as well....
Happy Hooksexup Confession monday all...
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