Author: AllTheBoysIveFckedB4

I had a sociopathic friend and his sex life was fucking fascinating [Part 2] [FM]

This is a sequel I never thought I’d write because it’s dark as hell. I think I wrote part 1 over a year ago [it’s pinned to my profile].

*Time flies when you’re writing about fucking.*

I had a friend in college who I am 99% sure was a sociopath. Am I a psychologist qualified to make that diagnosis? Fuck no. Of course I could be wrong so take what I say with a grain of salt. However, I grew up with a diagnosed sociopath and can usually sense when something is off with the way someone processes emotion. They’re incredibly rare and deceptively friendly. The person in this story is one of two people I’ve encountered who I sincerely suspected of being sociopathic, and I don’t think many people around him noticed.

I don’t usually “name” people in my stories, but for fun let’s call this guy “Patrick Bateman.”

*Yes, I realize the distinction between a psychopath and sociopath, but I found it interesting how much this guy unironically loved the character.* Read more »

The magical early days of discovering great sex [FF]

It’s hard to explain a sexual awakening. I had enjoyed sex before, but when I met my ex girlfriend it’s like the world changed and I could suddenly see color. She was the first person I was with who I was genuinely attracted to, and it was like I magically understood what sex was supposed to be like. That’s really, really confusing when you’re attracted to multiple genders.

We got so kinky, so fast, and it all felt very instinctual, but I was coming to terms with my own hang ups.

M was one of my more volatile relationships. We would grow to resent the fuck out of each other, but there was a magical period when we first got together where everything was right.

I was a fucking addict though. I spent all my time fucking her, getting myself off while I thought of fucking her, or counting down the hours until I could fuck her again.

I wanted her so badly, constantly. It killed me.

*Weirdly enough, that’s actually the semester that the LSAT “clicked” for me. I’m very productive when I’m obsessed with sex.* Read more »

“I don’t think you’re straight, Viola” [FF]

*I haven’t been able to post about M since she started reading my blog. I have many in drafts, but keep getting stuck. I thought going back to the beginning would help…*

Alright, maybe a part of me always knew I wasn’t straight. I spent a lot of time justifying things when I was younger.

*Don’t all girls watch girl-on-girl porn? Who among us doesn’t make out with their friends when they’re drunk? We’ve all masturbated next to our female friend while watching porn and then make out, right?*

If I’m being honest, I had even fooled around with a couple of girls. I just still thought of myself as straight.

Until her.

I talk about M like she was a wildcard. She was, but she was fucking smart too. I studied my ass off and she kept up with me in our honors program without even trying. I liked her immediately and we hung out a lot because our classes overlapped, but she was the first woman I knew who was openly gay and not ashamed of it. Read more »

I tried to “naked man” my friend and he did not get it [FM]

*I needed a light story. Note this is strictly humorous. Please refer to my profile if you need more spice.*

Oh sweet bestie.

I love him so much it took me quite a while to post this story. It must be told though.

My dear friend when I was in my mid 20s was a virgin in his early 30s. This wasn’t a fact he was particularly ashamed of because I think he understood that he was very attractive, and had also just graduated med school. He told me he had had plenty of opportunities in college but nothing “felt right.” Plus, he had spent most of his time in undergrad studying.

I don’t know if there’s a cultural undertone I’m missing, but he was also Irish if that matters. He was from a town of thirty people and explained he was so afraid of town drama that he never dated anyone growing up. He was a bit shy and had a fear of hurting people. Read more »

He got mad when I told him it was “cool” I didn’t climax [FM]

This story always makes me smile.

It’s sad how rare it is to find a straight dude who appreciates that sex doesn’t end when he ejaculates. Non-PIV sex is highly underrated to the point that when I’m with a straight dude I subconsciously expect to have to “teach him” this sacred truth.

This was not the case with a certain boyfriend I had. When we first started fucking he would always make sure I got off before he was inside of me, and really liked that I could come multiple times. It was almost a game for him to see how many ways he could stimulate me.

*He was certainly not the first dude to do that, but it’s a nice green flag I look for in a relationship.*

This dude would just randomly eat me out when he was bored and was suspiciously good at fingering. He also really loved my breasts. Once after sex I told him he could play with them for as long as he wanted and we actually both laughed for twenty minutes as we squeezed my boobs and “made them dance.” Read more »

Our fifth round of breakup sex [FM]

*Yes… I fucking hated this guy, but we had fun sex.*

Alright. If you’re one of my more religious readers you know that I did indeed fuck my boss when I was an intern, and he was the worst. We dated for three months and “broke up” for three months after that. It took us a long time to finally separate because we kept fucking and convincing ourselves that things could work.

When we were on one of our “breaks,” I owed him work. My internship had ended but the firm I worked for hired me to finish a project. This meant we still had professional ties to him for a few months.

I dropped research off at his place on a Saturday afternoon (*admittedly a mistake*) and he was in a mood.

“You’re late,” he muttered.

“By twenty minutes! My train got stuck.”

“Explain that time my client when I’m billing by the hour.”

“Oh shut up. Are you even going to check it?”

“Do I have to? Your brought everything, right?” Read more »

I finally got on his pole [FM]

*This story makes me smile because we were both so young and stupid.*

I had a best friend in college. I’ve actually written about him briefly in the background of a few stories. We were never exactly “together” but we were really close and often had “sleepovers.” We did fuck a few times, but we mostly just made out and cuddled throughout our friendship until he got a girlfriend (now his wife whom I love). He’s still a joy in my life and a dear friend.

When I first met him, I was thoroughly unimpressed though. He had a swagger about him I interpreted as cocky, and every time I looked up he had a different girl hanging on him.

The most annoying thing about him was that he had a fucking stripper pole in his bedroom. He just installed it when he moved in like it was a casual piece of furniture.

I don’t know why this bothered me so much. Maybe I was just closed-minded back then, but it seemed to be some kind of statement. He acted like it was a victory every time he got a girl to dance on it, and this annoyed me. Read more »

The most epic pegging fail… Shit happens [FM]

I’m always fascinated at how y’all respond when I write about pegging because they tend to be popular stories. My theory is that A LOT of y’all have pegging fantasies you’re reluctant to voice, so let me start by saying that pegging (any ass play generally) is fucking awesome. If you’re curious and with a consenting partner, try it. I truly feel bad at how many men are afraid to voice this because I think it’s wrapped up in unhealthy stigmas that shouldn’t exist.

I’ve been so reluctant to write this story out of fear it might dissuade some curious readers, but I also like to take moments to use this account to discuss some of the more “real” intimate parts of sex. It’s not always seamless.

Plus… This story is pretty fucking funny.

I’ve been lucky with ass play generally because I first experimented with a bisexual man. He was very into prep, communication, and general tenderness. The first time I pegged him I immediately understood the appeal. He came so hard his body started convulsing.

It prolongs ejaculation and stimulates a lot of nerve endings. It was super fun to give someone pleasure that way. Read more »

I never JUST got my underwear back [FM]

I slept with a guy for a few months I often write about who unlocked… A lot. I wasn’t exactly bland before, but I didn’t know how much I loved being degraded or the depths I could go.

Initially our relationship was only supposed to last three months because we were both traveling. I had just gotten out of a relationship and he was in an odd traditional time.

This opened us up to a weird world of total honesty and no judgement… We got REAL weird for a while.

We didn’t have “normal” sex for very long…. if we ever did I actually don’t really remember it. Things escalated pretty fast, but for a while we were in the realm of normal kinks.

And then we decided to start experimenting.

He had a fetish for public sex that made me nervous. We were in a country where public displays of affection were very, VERY frowned upon, and we quite literally could have gone to prison if we did anything sexual in public. However, we did find a compromise… Read more »

I interviewed my husband about our sex life [FM]

V: Alright. Let’s do this.

H: Ok.

V: How do we know each other? Or rather, what are we to each other?

H: You’re my wife… And best friend.

V: That’s a good start. Are we in love?

H: [Laughs] Oh, you’re being serious?

V: Not all married couples are.

H: Yeah you’re the ole ball and chain… Yes V, we’re in love. Very much so.

V: How often do we have sex?

H: It depends. Every other day or so.

V: How is it?

H: You know it’s great. Stop.

V: What do you think about me being Viola?

H: I don’t think about it much, honestly. Sometimes you tell a story about it and it’s weird you have “fans.” I actually didn’t realize how many people read your stories until you put together that thing for your agent, but it doesn’t surprise me. You don’t really do things you’re bad at.

V: I’m bad at plenty of things.

H: I said you don’t do things you’re bad at, V. You just avoid things you don’t kick ass at. Read more »