In this episode, we meet Reedsoaker, a straight man who has MULTIPLE INTENSE PROSTATE ORGASMS using his Aneros Progasm Jr. prostate massager. Reedsoaker believes the world would be a happier more peaceful place if all men (straight, gay, bi, trans, etc.) with a prostate would embraced the practice of prostate massage and learned to enjoy multiple male orgasms. My therapist tells me that in more than 20 years of practice he’s heard the same thing from many survivors of abuse — it’s just his way. That’s how those who’ve been abused normalize mistreatment. Because otherwise, what does a person do with that pain? Someone who loves them has also hurt them deeply, to the bone. Rationally, emotionally, this doesn’t compute. I need you to get something for me," he said to me. I really didn't know what to think at this point. My mind was racing and I didn't know how to act. A stout woman bursts onto the dead front lawn. She pounds through the wrought iron gates and races to the sidewalk- she trips- the screaming pauses- she pitches forward, windmilling her arms- the screaming resumes as she catches her balance and makes a break for the sedan across the street.

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What made the stakes even higher in those childhood games was that the menu of touches available to me was limited when it came to my dad. As much as they hurt, I craved our wrestling matches. They represented an intimacy I rarely experienced with him otherwise. This crossed the wires in even deeper ways, because it implied that men only touch one another with force, to damage. We see this all the time in our toxic culture. Witness how football players slap one another on the ass, or plow into one another in celebration of a touchdown. Or how young men punch one another in the arm as a sign of camaraderie. Listen to the language of masculinity: Fathers tell their son to “toughen up” or “man up,” code words for take the pain. To hurt is a normal part of being an American man. For many men, gentleness is not an option, except perhaps when it comes to a sexual partner, and maybe not even then. All my preparations and quivering anticipation was to have ended in bliss, the kind only my father could give me. I was near tears, but my father’s tone made clear he had no sympathy. Come on, already, he seemed to say. You’re the kid’s dad. Lay down the law. You are cute.” Jungkook agreed and planted a kiss in the middle of his forehead. “The cutest. But you’re also mine and I don’t like when other people touch what’s mine.” Jimin loved the possessive side of his boyfriend because it betrayed his affection alongside with his lust and it made him feel wanted. It didn’t matter that they’ve been together for years, Jungkook still looked at him like he needed to win him over. It was endearing, really. Just be a good boy and relax,’ he said. He was my teacher. Other men watched. Next was a priest and a trio of monks. I was 11 and my parents didn’t know.’– Love What Matters Menu

Patton is a daddy to the four other sides who all experience age regression and who all experience it differently. Each chapter is Patton and how he acts with each of his boys. It had been a while. My higher education had taken me away. And I sorely missed my beloved father. I went home that day with thoughts of my father obscuring all other thoughts. I arrived late in the evening. He wasn’t home yet. I made myself as adorable as he liked. It was not hard. My allure had never needed much artificial furnishings; a touch here and a touch there, and I would be set to win any beauty contest. That evening I was at my best. I balked at this, and he took it as a judgement on his own parenting. What — had he done wrong by spanking my brother and me? He didn’t think so. For me, resisting this means protecting myself from my father’s influence. I no longer ask him for parenting advice, or share intimate details of that part of myself. He’s not allowed to weigh in on the relationship between my son and me. And, as my therapist suggested, I keep a watchful eye out and actively intervene when he’s with my son, even if that causes a conflict between my dad and me.

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This entire chapter stemmed from a comment on Call Me, so leave more comments if you want to see something in particular! <3 I blushed, he must’ve thought I was upset for how close he had placed his hand. “It’s okay.” I said. “It was a suggestion.” In this episode, two men turn up the heat in their bromance and deepen their friendship in an unlikely place. Written and narrated by WP. All chapters are under 1000 words, and all but two are non-sequential/unrelated, so you can drop in anywhere. Chapter summaries/notes list additional kinks.I am still battling demons, but through music I feel free. I am playing for my life. We all need to find that one thing that does it for us, that heals us, that brings beauty. For me, it will always be jazz. The way the music takes me worlds away. Courtesy of Jon Seiger Courtesy of Jon Seiger In this episode, I interview Onlyfans content creator Alex Rinder. It talks about growing up as a youth pastor, the number of siblings he has (and how many of them are gay and/or trans), and what led him to leave his conservative upbringing behind. He also talks about the first time he had gay sex in college. And then... WE PLAY! One of the men was the Headmaster of Horace Mann, my high school. His name was R. Inslee Clark. The other one was his lover, a history teacher and swim coach named Stanley Kops. I didn’t know this at the time. The year was 1975 and I was 14 years old. I was flattered to be included in such grown-up activity, and naïve to their motives. I accepted.

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I went to him the third time it happened, it was raining and the thunders scared me. We did it again, I enjoyed it. We began to do it more often, and each time I enjoyed it more. Once, he threw me onto the couch and held me under a pillow for so long I saw fireworks. I flailed at his arm, trying to communicate I can’t breathe under here! But even if I’d been able to speak, I don’t think he’d have heard me over his laughter.I remember sitting on your lap all the time when I was little. I wanted to see if I could still fit.” I explained. The monetary benefits proved too tempting to turn down, and the dad was soon joining his son in some steamy snaps strictly available for followers who fork over a fee. Because I’m Daddy’s squirrel?” The answer came in the form of a long kiss on his cheek and he giggled before hugging it close to his chest. “Thank you ~” Is this… A-Am I a burden to you, Geralt?” He blurts, his cornflower blue eyes focused intently on the floor.