GUY FRIENDS, GUY SEX, HOME
I want my home to be a comfortable place for sex with the guys I like. I want to have sex with guys in my home. There’s a lot of things I’d like my home to be, but a comfortable place for sex with guys is one of them. Clean. Neat. Comfortable. Pleasant. I want my home to be a place where guys want to come to get naked and masturbate. I want guys to come over to my house, get naked, make out, masturbate, and lie in bed with me. I want masturbation buddies to visit with me in my home. I want to have sex with friends, and I want to make friends with the guys I have sex with. I want guys to feel like they can hang out in my home and enjoy having sex with me. I want to like the guys I have sex with, and I want to have sex with guys that I like.
Friendship is great. What else is there in life? Isn’t it what we live for? Isn’t it how we live? Family and friendship. Sex isn’t everything to me, and it’s not the most important thing. I don’t want to have sex with everyone. Sex is not a condition for friendship or relationship; it’s a possibility. Love isn’t defined or confined by sex. Affection may be a consequence of sex. How can I not feel warmth for a guy with whom I have kissed and touched and shared intense physical pleasure? I have male friends and colleagues for whom I feel no sexual attraction or interest. Affection and fellow feeling persist in the absence of sex. But, what point is there in having sex without affection and personal interest? Why bother with sex if you’re not going to make it personal?
I love sex with men. I enjoy sex with men. It’s a great thrill and an adventure. I never did develop the same interest and enthusiasm for women. I don’t know why. I don’t feel like I have to figure it out. If I thought sex were more important, I’d probably want to figure it out. But, it’s not as important to me as other things are.
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