My guy friend, Jason and I laid in bed, relaxed and worn out from some engaging in some horizontal fun. Soon, the pillow talk kicked off and my lover for the night confessed that his picture perfect loved ones struggled with alcoholism, and he was abused at the hands of his drunk relatives. I listened attentively although occasionally my mind would wander off to the time when I dared Jason to suck a huge cock during a rousing game of Truth or Dare. Even though Jason is this 6’1”, alpha male that played varsity sports, he’s a softie in the inside. I realized that despite his looks, Jason just wants to be understood and confide in someone that doesn’t judge him. I was flattered that he felt comfortable enough to share his sexual and familial vulnerabilities with me. To the world, Jason is all man, a tall, charismatic figure with an outgoing and confident personality. Our friends expected him to live up to this image of a ladies’ man that slayed pussy like it’s no thing, but he had penchants and kinks that he couldn’t really be open about. I was his safe space, both physically and emotionally. He found pleasure inside my body and peace in my willingness to accept him as he is.

Even though I care a lot about him, he’s the typical immature, 20-year-old. Don’t get me wrong. I love hanging out with him and doing lots of sexy things, but there’s something missing. Yes, of course, I like to have fun, drink, dance on bars but I have another side to me that people rarely see…and quite frankly, don’t care to see. Maybe two curious souls will meet here and share both the dark and light sides of ourselves? Is it possible? Well, let’s fuck around and find out. Hahahaha