Author: Thatsoccerdrummer

[MF] Living on the Edge pt. 1.5 (HER side of the story)

Sometimes the most exciting things happen when you least expect it. I met a guy on Tinder. For the sake of privacy I’ll call him Jack. He was super cute and had a great sense of humor to top it off. We got along great. He asked me to hang out. I happily accepted the invitation. I get there and as usual we hit if off. I meet some of his friends and new roommate. They end up going to the bar, so we decide to do just the same.

So, I excuse myself to go to the restroom to make sure I look somewhat decent. I was dressed in leggings and a sweatshirt. I wasn’t exactly dressed for a night of fun. Not that I was really looking to impress anyone besides Jack. I come out of the bathroom and there he stands in the doorway in an orange speedo! I’m instantly turned on. Not only did he make me laugh, but my eyes are instantly drawn to the outline of his package. He does a little dance and shakes his tight little ass. Damn this man is fine. I can feel myself getting wet. Read more »

[MF] Living on the Edge

So last night something awesome took place that I feel like the viewers of this sub will enjoy! So here goes.

I matched a girl on tinder a while back and after some good banter, conversation and flirtatious word play, we decided to meet up a couple weeks ago and had a second date last night.

We did some heavy petting in our first encounter but didn’t have sex, which is cool, but I think we both knew it was going down tonight. She came to my place for a hangout but when my roommate went to the bar with her man we decided we would meet up with them after I finished up what I was doing.

Into my room I went when she went in the bathroom. I quickly slipped off my sweats and put on my bright orange speedo that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination, which I’d mentioned to her but not showed her yet. I met her at my bedroom door and threw the door open and said, in my best deep brawny voice, “Oh hi there.” As I started dancing for her a little. Read more »

[MFM] From sexy to interesting, to weird, to awkward…

A few months ago I saw a meme on my news feed saying “This is a challenge! Send me a naked picture! Post this and see which one of your friends have the balls to do it!” The poster was a close buddy’s girlfriend. As a joke, I commented on it and said something like “Don’t ask for something you don’t want!”

A bit later, I get a message from her, requesting said picture… Awkwardly, I said, “I’m not scared, but that wouldn’t be ok.”

“It’s fine. Just do it.”

I couldn’t do it. Not to a good friend.
A moment later, a new message: “We have an open relationship. I do what I want, so does he. Long as we tell each other it’s cool.” I knew that she got to fuck girls sometimes, but not guys too. Well, it took a while, but after a few more convincing messages, I though, Fuck it, they’re open with each other, and so I sent her a nude… A damn good one, if I say so myself! Read more »

The Hottest Night of My Life [FFM]

The following events took place summer, 2011 in a place known to the locals as “Iowa Fuckin’ City.” I feel the need to write this story down, as I’m getting older and even though I probably never could forget that night, I don’t want to forget the slightest detail.

It was as normal a night as you get in Iowa City—house parties in every residence, drunk kids in every direction, bad decisions at every turn.

I hadn’t lived there more than a couple months, and though I’d always *heard* how easy it was to get laid in IC, I hadn’t had much luck yet.

This night my roommates and I went to a buddies’ party at the apartments on Gilbert. We’d been there multiple times, but this time the whole place was shoulder-to-shoulder with people. Beer pong in one bedroom, pot smoking in another, probably miscellaneous drugs in the third.

My buddies and I escaped to the pong room where there was slightly more space and less noise, but a long wait for the table. No pong for us. I BS’d with my long-time friend and roommate at the time, and eventually made our way back into the hallway to the living room. Read more »