Tim's parents were going to be gone that week, but his older brother Chris was going to be around. The only difference between him and his younger brother is the fact he is gay. I quickly looked through a couple and found a guy about my age that looked a little like me.
That never really bothered me, since he's been 'out' since I've known Tim and he's never shown any of 'that' kind of interest in me. We didn't have much planned, just thought we would play some Xbox, order pizza and soda and goof around.
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I was at a party recently, one of the first parties I had been to since the birth of my daughter. It became a bit of a party game to guess at a few of the likely examples: jerking off, waxing the board, shooting a wad.
Someone suggested “playing with yourself,” but I didn’t like that because it made me think of dressing up a Barbie doll. I e-mailed each of them a short questionnaire about how they learned about sex, and from whom, and a variety of other topics like masturbation, oral sex, homosexuality and orgasm.
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I always thought this was just a faze I was going through.
The internet is the means that changed the way I would look at my mom forever.
Shortly after school let out for the summer, I arranged to stay over at my friend Tim's house for the weekend. I remembered back to the ugly dude's pic and the other folders Chris kept.
What's not normal is that all of those thoughts are about my mom, and what I would do to her if I had the chance.
All of my friends have told me at some point that my mother is hot.