I think we all prefer it that way, but that doesn’t mean you should do it. I’m talking about doing it with random people, not with a regular partner (and yes I know that’s a bad activity to be partaking in).
For guys I feel safe to say that condoms suck. Actually it may be the number one reason for marriage. If any man says they like condoms, and you believe them, they are good liars or you are really gullible. I will take the chance of an STD verses having to wearing a condom.
I hear that Science has made great strides in anti- bacteria medicine.
I have to think of something suitably TMI about myself.
Meanwhile, I’m amazed a the very TMI and very personal things that all of you are willing to share. Yet, when I asked you to post nude photos that was somehow too much.
Luckily, as far as body hair goes, the Swedish part of my ancestry takes over so it’s blonde and somewhat light. Still, I’ve been shaving the lil lady (no landing strip, etc) since I was seventeen. If you let anything start growing back, the itching is unbearable! Since I like it completely smooth, I figured why not just be done with it? It feels much cleaner and nicer to me.
I’m not a lady who has a trail of hair below the belly button, so it’s just pubic hair. Um, I’m not sure about the ladies you’ve been with but my butt doesn’t really have hair so no need for that.
Just a personal preference for myself. A choice every girl makes
Most of the people I know IRL already know everything I’ve posted in this thread. Less than half of them have seen me naked. I will barely allow nude photos of me to be taken IRL. They’re much more likely to come back to haunt you than a story of a sexcapade, IMHO.
Me, too. I’ve had sleep over friends who have tried the ‘alarm clock’ move on me (waking up with a BJ), since I often wake up at MorningWood Academy, but it just won’t work for me until I’ve had a BM, a bottle of water and maybe a few sodas and smokes. Then we’re back in business.
The weird thing is, it’s like a sine-wave… For a few weeks I’ll be doing it 2-3 times a day (like now), then it eases off until I’m down to once every 2-3 days, then it moves up again. Very odd.
Also, at times like this, just discussing even vaugely sexual things can make it Bonertime in Tristanville. Can be awkward, when my boss is telling me his younger days exploits.
This is comparatively lame-o, but when I was under the gas having my deviated septum fixed, the doctor had occasion to stick a rattail file up my nose and *shkk shkk *down some protruding bony points inside. After which I had, like, collar stays stitched down inside my nostrils for about 4 days. And said nose was all wrapped up in tape, and I couldn’t blow it or pick it or nothing although it dripped like a motherfuck.
At the end of this post, I’m not sure whether you come out more or less attractive than you were before.
My female sex partners are going to either be (a) close enough that I can trust they’re telling the truth about their birth control, or (b) just anonymous enough that, if they lie about it, it’s going to be their problem. I know that sounds horrible, but if she wants me to share in the risk, she could tell the truth to begin with and I’ll wear a condom.
Same for me, except that the low end is 1-3 times a day, and the high end is somewhere around 5. Interestingly, I can have sex many more times a day than I can masturbate.
This. I just got finished picking myself off the floor from laughing so hard I doubled over.
I don’t got much to add that hasn’t already been said or the statute of limitations hasn’t run out on, but as a follow-up to your post: I actually attempted Yoga For Men (as it were) myself when I was fifteen. I got my mouth as far as the helmet, and promptly threw my back out. Good thing my family has a history of back problems, so I knew the general idea of how to get my back straightened out by myself. That would’ve otherwise been a very uncomfortable conversation to have with a chiropractor (not to mention my parents).