

Not a single bush in sight.


Not a single bush in sight.

Now I’m old (50s) with kids still at home, so I’d say once every two weeks, maybe. When we were dating, we had sex in a then desert beach and near a waterfall at a national park (it was rainy, so nobody around). After marriage it was twice or three times a week. With former girlfriends, I’ve done it inside the car in a traditional dating spot, tried in the shower once and never again, in an “adults only” campsite where we could hear everyone fucking at night.

And I’m not even joking, I’ve done it. Another thing that looks super romantic in movies but is terrible IRL is shower sex. It’s like being waterboarded all the time.

Beach sex is awful! Sand is rough, it gets everywhere.

Teenage me was blessed by FOUR women in two apartments. Two, I think lesbians, had the habit of walking around topless. My mother joked that my father would develop a neck problem trying to cook and look at the same time.
The other two were in an apartment below and I had full view of the bedroom. One girl would simply change clothes with the curtains open. The other would have full blown sex, once in a while being verbal “oh I’m gonna cum!!!”.
Nice times.


Oh boy, 12 years old me loved those catalogs.


Man, I love pictures like this. Totally non professional (at least in my mind, they didn’t plan this, looking at all the unkept pubes), just for fun.
Isn’t the left the girl from The Boys?