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I've given this some thought over time now...
When I was a young lad, I and many others equated sex with love. Right or wrong I think we'd all gone thru that phase. I remember one girl I was with telling me she "loved me" after she came. It felt awkward. I think I said something lame like "me too". It was our third time together. A few years later in my early twenties I was out with a much older woman. It was a bar meetup. We went to her place and fucked like rabbits. When I came for the last time in her, I blurted out "I love you!". What I meant was I loved the situation we were in at that moment and she was part of it. But she quickly responded with a laugh and said "honey, you don't love me, you love how we fuck."
Now when you love someone AND have great sex... That's the best. But as we go thru life, we have many extreme experiences that put others in perspective. We've had two couples who broke up because the spouse became a "golf widow". My wife and I were not in the best of shape for at least a decade while I was out whitewater kayaking rivers on the weekends. It was hard to include a non paddler on most of the trips. And I could not tell her some of the more dangerous aspects of some trips. The couples that paddled together stayed throughout the time I did it. Us with "kayaking widows" either broke up or reduced our paddling (I reduced my paddling).
Which brings us to the topic of guy meeting a guy... Sucking each others cocks... Then going home like you were at a friends watching football. I know this is not "right". It's not being honest. But it is to me how things evolve for many.
When I was a young lad, I and many others equated sex with love. Right or wrong I think we'd all gone thru that phase. I remember one girl I was with telling me she "loved me" after she came. It felt awkward. I think I said something lame like "me too". It was our third time together. A few years later in my early twenties I was out with a much older woman. It was a bar meetup. We went to her place and fucked like rabbits. When I came for the last time in her, I blurted out "I love you!". What I meant was I loved the situation we were in at that moment and she was part of it. But she quickly responded with a laugh and said "honey, you don't love me, you love how we fuck."
Now when you love someone AND have great sex... That's the best. But as we go thru life, we have many extreme experiences that put others in perspective. We've had two couples who broke up because the spouse became a "golf widow". My wife and I were not in the best of shape for at least a decade while I was out whitewater kayaking rivers on the weekends. It was hard to include a non paddler on most of the trips. And I could not tell her some of the more dangerous aspects of some trips. The couples that paddled together stayed throughout the time I did it. Us with "kayaking widows" either broke up or reduced our paddling (I reduced my paddling).
Which brings us to the topic of guy meeting a guy... Sucking each others cocks... Then going home like you were at a friends watching football. I know this is not "right". It's not being honest. But it is to me how things evolve for many.