lets discuss our best sexual experiences

I have a lot, but the one that stands out in my mind is a romp in school with an ex. i have never fucked like that in my life. plus she loved it anal.

cool non-story bro

and we fucked to an obscure bollywood compilation.

How was that? Better?

i'm just sayin, dont start this thread if yr gonna be stingy on the detailz

joking whiney!

ok, well she gave me a strip tease first then proceeded to masturbate with a budweiser bottle and finger her arse at the same time. i almost blew it right there.

July 4th, apartment a few blocks from the ballpark, simultaneous orgasms start RIGHT as the post-game fireworks go off

uhhhh no. not unless we can diuscuss our best pooping experiences as well

thread delivers.

cleveland steamers

uhh no.

hot kirbys?

danza slaps?

used to work at a theater and had keys to the place. For one show I had to install these swings into the stage ceiling (I don't know, maybe 30ft?). When a swing radius gets that big you feel like you're floating. Anyway, took one of the actresses back to the theater after post-show drinks and had great sex on the swings, centerstage, then went up to the dressing rooms and broke a sink off the wall. That job had some great perks.

for a second i read that as you "broke her stink off".

had a bit of a sesh on my 26th birthday with my gf at the time and afterwards she took me out to nandos. got me frozen yogurt and everything.

uhhhh no. not unless we can diuscuss our best pooping experiences as well

Are you trying to get Harry CHapin to post on ILX?

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Can anyone ytell me why this is on p. 2 of GIS for "eating clam"?

can you ytell me why you were GISing "eating clam"?

I was wondering this too.

Also thinking about how things can be the "best" in many different ways.

kinda that, and kinda that tbh i dont remember too much of the best times? You're in the moment and it's all a bit of a blur looking back? Maybe it's just never been that memorable :(

Basically, during the act that is what the mind of every dude who loves eating clam looks like.

And now you know.

that is what I look like when I read ILXors' sex stories in this thread

I eat oysters not clams

best were definitely with m4tt, right after we started seeing each other. *sigh*

I misread that as "definitely with male-for-tranny+tranny."

So I was going to NYC to meet up w/ some friends, and I'm killing time on Grindr in the car (stuck in traffic in Soho) and I start talking to this really hot beardy dude. He is apparently some tattoo artist/illustrator, and he's pretty playful and silly, and we decide to meet up for a drink after I get free. My friends and I saw a movie and then went to some stupid bar, and then they had to go, so this dude (who lived nearby where we were hanging out) met up for a bit, hit it off, and then went back to his place.

As soon as we get in the door, he starts making me vegan hot chocolate with, like, an entire bar of organic dark choc, a can of coconut milk, vanilla/cinnamon/sea salt, etc. It was the best hot choc either of us had ever had. So we're sitting there drinking hot choc and talking abt stuff, and it turns out he is really into ambient house music so we start geeking out about how awesome Woob 1194 is and shit and we're both getting rly eager and playing things for each other on his laptop. So already this guy is kind of a dreamboat but then I notice this stack of books in his corner by, like, David Wojanrowicz and Richard Avedon and shit. So we start thumbing through this amazing Richard Avedon book and then we start making out and stuff. The sex was absolutely incredible, and he was super into it (he came five times; four that night and once in the morning), and I was super into it, and it was just magic. he also kept calling me "dude" which sounds mad corny but was actually incredibly adorable/endearing. I sort of fell asleep in his lap while he was playing me stuff, including this remix of "Voodoo Ray" he did (at this point I was trying to piece together how this guy was so fucking perfect and amazing and how I managed to wind up in his bed), and then we snuggled up together and he made sure I had enough blankets and we zzzzz'd.

The next morning we basically just hung out naked for a few hours and he made me really good coffee and we talked about lolNYC and snow and Brazil and tattoos and all of this shit and also made out a lot, and then we got dressed and went our separate ways, and I thanked him for everything and told him I'd keep in touch.

And then he never responded to the text I sent him that eve or the email I sent him a few days later :/ </3 oh well, c'est la vie, etc.

Stevie that is a gorgeous story! I can see it as a movie it sounds so After Sunset kind of perfect!

Nice one night stands are a rare and precious breed. I

Years ago, when I was single I went to a Bob Dylan concert on my own, as a birthday present to myself. Nerdy me got there way early so I sat around people watching til the show started. Noticed a very cute, kinda buzzed loud guy nearby who noticed me noticing him. He sat down and flirted for a while, along with his sober and pretty funny friend. I got a kick out of him and his friend, we talked & laughed,, that was about it. Went in, caught the opening act, came back out for a beer and ran into them again. We went outside for a smoke, where his friend and I watched him hit up a posh older couple for help rolling a joint...and to our amusement the gentleman happily agreed. Show started, we went our separate ways. Halfway through the show he ends up at my seat, he drags me back to their seats and I see the rest of the show with them. I've barely had anything to drink and I'm never one for impulsive shit like this night but a) he was so ridiculously hot it was like I was under a spell b) he was wearing leather pants, and c) I found out he was a high wire artist with an indie circus troupe :D :D

So lognsotry short we barhop through town and get drunk and hang out of taxi windows and end up back at his place. Lights on, we end up crazily undressing each other and sex at least 4 times that I remember. Whispereed in my ear the whole time, drove me absolutely out of my mind. Next morning/whenever we woke up he walked me to the tram stop and kissed me goodbye.

About a month later the local paper Arts section had a double page color photo of him, promoting the circus. And then I found out he was the cousin of a girl I went to college with which was kind of yikes.

But that night was so not anything I ever had done before or again, like a wonderful drunken dream that I think about occasionally and smlile.

okay, i have one for y'all:

a boy (who is now partnered with a famous drag persona who does Carpenters covers (rhymes with "Bustin Pond")) performed at this cabaret thing at my friends house one night, and just blew me away. he was singing songs about tranny hookers, devil worship, and killing people, all in this deep voice that just....reeeesssonnnated. afterwards i went up to him and touched his throat and said, "this is golden, take care of it." and he just looked at me.

then it got late and the stragglers were all smoking joints and hanging out on the porch at my friends amazing place in the lolCastro, and when everyone left, it came up that neither of us had a place to sleep. so we got into this futon bed in the sun room, and were talking, and then...well, it was like instant make out, then instant foreplay, then we just had the most amazing sex for like an hour before we both were too tired to fuck again.

in the morning, the sun room got so hot that we were both coated in sweat, and we didn't even need lube, and had wild sex again while some lady made breakfast in the next room. took a shower together, had sex again, then we went our separate ways.

we met up a few times after that, but it was never the same. we're still good friends, though, despite his move to the dreaded NYC. can't wait to see him in february.

done.