A few days ago I made a post about a guy I liked. Well, we hung out at his place last night and it was pretty fucking awesome!

I totally ended up having sex with him because...well, that's what I do. I have sex with people I like before the 3rd date because I can't help myself and it's good to have sex. Sex is great. Everyone, have some sex!


I've been doing the sex for 15 god damn years, guys. And never has it been this fantastic. All these years I have been fantasizing about the kind of sex I really want to have with someone. Sex that is fun, but gentle, but sensual, and that feels like a connection is being made. And yeah, I guess a few guys have come close. But the mark always gets a little missed. This time? THIS TIME IT HAPPENED. It was just so intense and awesome. He didn't try and pull any lame porn star moves. He was just there...with me...doing all the awesome stuff that he wanted to be doing.

He texted me this morning as soon as he woke up to say good morning and said that he slept better than he has in a long time. I too slept better than I have in a long time. I THINK I HAVE THE FEELS.