The unease I had been feeling was familiar, almost comforting. It was the last opportunity to back out. To back out and forget this folly. Anxiety, nervousness, excitement--a cocktail of conflicting emotions seemingly bubbling around my chest. Meeting someone for the first time and knowing that we’ll be fucking soon after. Then never seeing each other again. My back felt cool leaning upon a nearby lamp post. I was wonderi...

The first time I watched porn was in a room with three other guys. A typical form of male bonding, I figured. We were all touching ourselves and finished off in the bathroom one by one. Unbeknownst to them, however, was that as we were watching that girl in the movie get gang banged by four other men, I wanted so badly to be that girl-- kneeling on the floor, surrounded by a ring of cocks, being pulled to my feet and crow...