Sex and the Second City

Teaching Old Tricks

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After three hook-ups that spanned over five years, I was meeting AFFECT once again.  It was a Sunday morning, I was horny and I wanted to get busy in the worst way.  I didn't tell AFFECT who I was, but since he had come over to my place earlier in the year, I knew he would figure out who I was once he arrived.

When I met him at the door, I didn't say much.  I saw a look of familiarity register on his face.  But he didn't say anything.  Only that it was cold outside.  He followed me into my apartment and we sat down and talked for a few minutes, before he asked the retarded question that most black men ask when they are ready to have sex,

So what's up?

Learning The Lesson

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In July of 1999 I was stressed as hell.  It was the day before a very important test for my job.  In the middle of reviewing my study materials, I hit a wall.  I couldn't stay focused.  No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get back on track.

So I decided to take a study break.  A sexual study break.

Eat Me

I have discussed on numerous occassions how men love to toss my salad, eat my licorice, lick my butt.  It's not a practice that I enjoy performing AT ALL.  But I do love to eat...food--Mexican,Thai,Italian, Indian, you name it, I'm there.

This week, I had a chance however to have a taste of something else.  I was the guest host on the 17th episode of a popular Internet podcast, called EAT THIS HOT SHOW.  The show is hosted by queer podcasters Ragan Fox from Fox in the City, fellow Chicagoan Madge Weinstein of Yeast Radio, and the delicious Wanda Wisdom of Lucky Bitch Radio.

Not only does my voice sound extra sexy (if I do say so myself) but, you get to learn a lot of things about me, including: the names that I have for certain parts of my body.  But overall, you get to hear me interacting with some pretty strong personalities. So tune in to see how I fared.

Please, please, please go check out episode 17, listen to the show, and whether you like it or hate it PLEASE leave a comment on the Eat This Hot Show website. 

I'd really appreciate it.

Anonymous Sex (part one)

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A few months ago, when FRIEND (see who's who) and I were on hiatus, I met a guy on the telephone line for what I intended to be was some quick, fast, and easy anonymous sex.  I was very short with him on the telephone.  I made no pretense that he and I were going to be friends.  He was on his cell phone on the bus, on the way home, and he decided to alter his travel plans to meet me.

Maybe I was horny, or he wasn't too bright--but he wasn't following my travel instructions very well.  And I became even more curt with him.  But he joked with me on the telephone, Damn, you are mean as hell. A few more words and travel directions, and he was at my apartment.

She's Back...

Many of you can probably imagine that my favorite character on Sex and the City was Samantha Jones played by the talented Kim Cattrall.  Strong, independent, sexual, forward, loving--and at times vulnerable--who didn't love Samantha's bravado and spunk?

A Date?

After years of back and forth communications and telephone calls--I finally got a chance to meet HARRY, a 6 foot tall hairy black brother who lives not too far from me. 

I met HARRY about two years ago on adam4adam where I saw a picture of his exposed hairy chest.  We talked on the phone a few times and he sounded like an intelligent bottom with a big dick.  I pressed to meet him a few times, but he never seemed that into it.  A year ago, he moved to my neighborhood, and we kept making plans to get together, but nothing.

Then a few nights ago he called me out of the blue and invited me to his place.  I was excited. 

I hopped over to his crib, and was really impressed.  Really nice apartment--nothing like mine.  I felt like I was stepping into the apartment of a real adult--which he is.  At 28 years old, he's a few years younger than me.

Having never seen his face, I didn't know what to expect--but he looked nice.  Nice complexion and teeth, but balding.  He invited me into his living room and I sat down and made a little conversation.

This meet and greet was different from my usual.  HARRY and I didn't really talk about having sex.  Though I hoped that I would get to see him naked--especially since I hadn't had an orgasm in a week.  But other than small chit-chat--there wasn't any in depth conversation.  That was because there were a lot of distractions.  Particularly, there was a third party on our date...

Cruising Wilson Cruz

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(above: actor Wilson Cruz)

In my review of last week's episode of Noah's Arc I prognosticated an acting disaster with the arrival of Wilson Cruz as a guest star to the cast.  Being a man committed to keeping it real and truthful, I must admit that I was flat-out wrong.

Eyes in the Mist

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If you want to read a compelling story of courage and discovery set in Rwanda, I urge everyone to read Woman in the Mists.  Due to relatively recent events, whenever Rwanda is mentioned, it is easy for people to think about the seriously grave and senseless genocide that took place between the hutu's and the tutsi's.  Woman in the Mists, however deals with another important global issue that has manifested in Rwanda--conservation.  The book details the life of Dian Fossey, an American self-trained zoologist who photographed, observed, and wrote about the rare silverback mountain gorilla.

I've Had My Share

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There are a lot of lonely people in the world.  And it seems that when it comes right down to it.  Each and everyone of us just wants to be loved.  And yes.  That includes me--The Sex.  Lately, the majority of the people that I have met through my blog have seemed apprehensive about using sites like adam4adam even for something as simple as a fuck--let alone to find a date.

Regardless of what my blog acquantances are looking for, they all seem to echo a common complaint.

They are looking for quality.

The Mystery Caller

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About five years ago I got a very mysterious telephone call.  Before I picked up I noticed that it was a Washington DC telephone number and the name associated with the number belonged to one Samantha Fox.