Coming out is such a trip. Before you've started along the path, you're deathly afraid everyone will hate you so you do everything you can to avoid them finding out. Every time I think of this, I remember a cute, older bully in highschool who would taunt me with "so, you wanna suck my dick?" each morning; he'd actually sit next to me and interject ( Read more... )

Is there a clue phone nearby with a sliver of paper between the striker and bell? Just lately I've been innundated by guys (esp those lovely bear types) wanting to do me. In particular, there have been a few from SoCal who have suggested I hop onto a plane or train to go see them. Am I simply not realizing my potential as an attractive sexual being ( Read more... )