It was the summer of 1986. My wife, Linda, and I moved to the Southern California desert shortly after getting married. I was 25 and she was 31. We did so to get a new start at my new job, and she eventually found work as well. Our sex life was vibrant and we discussed taking it to the next level by inviting others into the bedroom. We both agreed, but with ground rules. It was for physical pleasure only. No secret dates...

Being intimate with a man has been something that always intrigued me. I recall my first days looking at boys during senior year gym class in high school. Specifically, in the communal shower after gym class. Fifteen to twenty teen boys stood naked in the shower. Some using one of the ten shower heads while the others waited for the showers to become available. I recall looking at the glistening nude bodies of my classmat...

My wife, Jessica, and I recently purchased a home in a new state. We were ready for a change and located a beautiful, one-story home on an acre of land. The home needed a little bit of work, but nothing too strenuous. The biggest upgrade we made was to the showers in each of the two bathrooms. They were original to the house and desperately needed a facelift. We contacted a local bathroom remodeling company, and, within a...