I Lost A Coughdrop in His Asshole: The ILX Gays TMI Thread

If I couldn't boner kill this thread, no one can.

well my med student (aka The Bad Muslim) broke up w/ that guy he was seeing, so he just was here for some sportfucking.

TLI imo

well it was our third go at it and we both know what we like. it's working.

Tonight I was introduced firsthand to the concept of "switching" in which you and your partner take turns being very aggressive and no-nonsense and all Sir/boy what with spitting and slapping and fucking and asking permission and it was just a really great time. His armpits smelled like heaven.

Kinda surprised neighbors did not call cops tbh

lol I'm such a switch :D

I have always been vers but haven't really explored the more performative extensions of that so much, like not only taking turns being in control physically but also verbally. V exhilarating! I've talked to a lot of ppl who have told me their exp with this and they're like "no I can ONLY do one OR the other or if I switch it has to be one role for a whole session" so I guess it's p cool I can just turn it off and on in the moment and it still feels totally authentic.

I'm a btm like 99% of the time, but my guy's been talking about versing up the relationship lately. I feel like when/if this happens, these "performative extensions" will be helpful. Excited now!

sex is fun you guys

i got a knee in the front teeth the other night tho (nothing broke)

I'm really not that vers tbh (but also I don't give a fuck about a top/bottom dynamic, that's just not how I think about sex), but I am so all about switching in the kink sense.

we've done some switching before, it is pretty hot (def hotter to methan just one person always assuming the same role)

Glumly moves the "days since I last had dick in my mouth" counter back to zero.

Wait what

For someone who hates sex so much you sure just had sex

I'll start liking sex when I actually have it a second time with someone.

But hey, the end of a drought is the end of a drought.

Still bluetoothing after all these years

Add to "favourite places to have sex": on a pile of clean laundry just out of the dryer

Eric plz plz give us some details

Still basically underwhelmed by it all, but I broke a sweat and have a couple scratch marks, so that's neat.

What was he like? How did he taste? Where did you meet? Did you jerk off while you were doing it?

Geeky but enthusiastic. Like dick. OKC. No, I thought only of his enjoyment.

Most of the encounter was adventures in frottage. Still wished we had used some lube.

Eric, that rules!!

If there is a next time, I'll concentrate harder on my own pleasure too.

Was it like an NSA blow and go type thing or did you guys like hang out for a while and then it led to sex?

The latter. I def haven't graduated to NSA yet, though I'm realizing now that's a phase in life I probably can't just bypass.

Well I mean ime they are always just phases and after a while it's ultimately unfulfilling and even when I AM in those phases I still realize that it's much more desirable to have sex w/ someone w/ whom there is at least a modicum of connection (i.e. you can hold a conversation with them)

Yes, tho it does make it more difficult to walk away from those situations, et al. Anyway, not sweating it.

The latter. I def haven't graduated to NSA yet, though I'm realizing now that's a phase in life I probably can't just bypass.

― Eric H.,

well this thread is warrantless eavesdropping

I should comeback when I start using cough drops.

You're old enough to bypass anything you want to now.

i miss the Bad Muslim's ass so much.

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i miss the Bad Muslim's ass so much.

― the increasing costive borborygmi (Dr Morbius),

Bob Woodward quoting Obama about bin Laden?

u r foul

a romp with a pianist this afternoon

and not an inordinately large pianist

an inordinately large Muslim pianist?

no, new person of unknown faith/nonfaith

has a condo, is very...young

went to a post-int'l mr. leather party w/ a few friends last night -- a few "firsts" occurred, up to and including: having an "audience" (very fun!), an ornery, mean angel-faced skinhead punk (who wouldn't take "no" for an answer. almost too intense.), a stout bear daddy (w/ a private booth) (actually a bottom). ended with walking down michigan ave, sweaty and bruised, with about 20 tattooed muscle bears in a nearly baroque array of leather harnesses and wrestling singlets, blasting aphex twin's selected ambient works 85-92 from my bluetooth speaker.

cool.

i got bruised this weekend too.

A somewhat appropriate time to bring this up I guess (not that this thread has anything to do with "appropriate"): I was pretty vanilla-ish, sexually, during my 20s (a somewhat late start, sexually, and some anxiety about being gay in my very early 20s take the credit for this, I suppose), but the eventual realization that I was pretty definitively a bottom (can count the number of times I've topped in the last 8 years on one hand) has led me to realize that I'm quite fond of being dominated. Now, having a long term partner has undoubtedly made me more comfortable with this than I would be otherwise--there's a level of trust that has been built up that, I believe, has allowed for a degree of comfort that I doubt I would have with less familiar partners.

Lately, though, I've been curious about pushing the boundaries of my relationship beyond our simple top/bottom arrangement. A couple weeks ago, when we were fooling around, my partner rather spontaneously whipped my ass with a belt. Not hard, but hard-ish, I suppose. He didn't ask first; he has a remarkable level of intuitiveness about what I'm going to respond to sexually, and he was right about this one--it was easily one of the hottest things I've ever experienced (he repeated this move once, a couple days later, but lamentably, not again since). Not sure where I want to go from here, to be honest, or if there is anywhere to go from here--just kind of enjoying it and excited to see how it progresses (if at all).

(Hope this isn't too rambling, btw. I am a bit drunk.)

The New Gay Badness.

I spent the last three weeks on vacation with my boyfriend and the couple we're seeing. We were drinking a lot and screwing a lot and there were weird social tensions, it seemed like once or twice a day somebody was getting ignored or shut out. Generally everybody was having a great time except me. More like I was having 75% great time and 25% terrible. I'm the least socially adept of the four of us and so would find myself at any given moment plunging into elaborate food preparation, long walks, or compulsive smoking. I had a few hangovers and with them an accompanying meltdown.

Meltdown #1: I tried to reset the situation to pre-poly parameters, just two happy couples on vacation. The other guys got angry at me for trying to make such a unilateral decision and ignoring their "feelings of love" which I'd neglected to consider. Meltdown #2: I confronted one of the other men, asked him why he was avoiding me in sexual situations, and he told me that as close as we are as friends (best friends, in fact) he wanted to keep our physical relationship strictly confined to snuggling and kissing. At first I was stoic about it. Meltdown #3: We did MDMA and I got blackhole depressed and while I slept the three of them all had wild sex. I woke up and couldn't get the "OMG my best friend and my boyfriend are having an amazing great sexual relationship and that feels terrible" train of thought out of my head. I confessed to my best friend that I wasn't stoic at all about shit and that I felt like I had been broken up with and then forced to watch as he fucked my boyfriend instead. This was not a good day for anyone. Meltdown #4: I dabbed, and not even being a weed smoker, I got higher than I've been in my life. I woke up feeling helpless and terrible and taken advantage of and spent the day in a terrible place of suicidal ideation and awfulness. I felt like I'd fallen prey to jealousy and idiocy, that I'd hurt all my favourite people, and that they'd be better off without me.

And then it all passed? I started packaging my bad thoughts as being products of binge drinking and drug doing and latent depression, and abandoning them. I plunged myself into the long-term domestic love that I have for my boyfriend, the intense platonic love I have for my best friend, and the intense sexual love I have for my best friend's boyfriend. One day me and my best friend were walking and we confessed that with each other's partners we'd had the best sex of our lives the previous night and it didn't feel like there was any jealousy or inadequacy, just gratefulness that we'd found such a functional and terrific group of people to spend our time with, and we hugged and kissed and cried and it was totally fucking beautiful.

Through the whole ordeal I confided in several friends over the phone. Some told me to get out and go home. Others told me that I was with three men who loved me and to remember that at all costs. Still others told me this shitshow was related to professional insecurity or childhood trauma. But one friend said, "this situation is everything you've always wanted. You're too cynical for easy love, too generous for a single lover, in need of more stimulation than an entirely positive situation. This is it, you got what you need, be happy-sad peaceful-angry or whatever but you're at least interested, and upended, and in love, and that's what you've always needed."

I probably would have anyway, but especially now after reading fgti's heartfelt post, I feel especially silly for drunkenly writing two wordy paragraphs in order to basically say, "hey guys, i like being spanked."

idk, i feel pretty cavalier abt sex in general. everyone's experience is diff.

i feel like i'm constantly scandalizing my friends lately and i'm not really meaning to be shocking or outre. a lot of soi-disant "liberated" ppl have been super judgy w/ me and it's a bit disheartening and surprising.

O, that last sentence reminded me a lot of a line from rilke's "sonnets to orpheus":

Whatever image you take within you deeply,
even for a moment in a lifetime of pain,
see how it reveals the whole — the great tapestry.

clouds, "liberated" gays v often demand RESPECTABLE behavior from the tribe.

fgti i hope everything stays good with you, but all that math!

I never really thought of myself as someone who would be working on a streak with dudes in their early 20s, but they're the ones saying yes right now.

at a sexytime party a few weeks ago, i accidentally put sanitizer gel on mine.

it burned just a little til i washed it off, but still.