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[hardguy]

For some reason I've kept putting off writing about this, probably because it keeps slipping my mind. You know how just little things can spark a memory? Not words, or music, or even smells, but sometimes just the way the air feels, whether it's the climate or the humidity or the air pressure or a combination of all those factors or something

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[lovelylollikins]

Honestly, it really is that early kind of experience, regardless of however low quality it is to what I look up now, that really affects me deeply. If I can find stories I read when I was 13, I just get to relive the thrill of when sex was still an exciting mystery. That's often more tantalizing than the everyday thrust and pounding that's become so ubiquitous.