Biggest Slut

Ok, so the celebration of sluttyness should be some kind of common occurrence. Like, a national holiday or something. Something recurrent. Like Father's Day or St. Patrick's. On my part, I celebrate being an ethical slut. Every day. Because of course I do. Now, when Davey came up with this challenge all I had to say was, let's get into it:

Sex with more than three people in a day: Nope. Have not done that. To be fair, I have had sex with two different people in one day, but not three. I once had an affair with two men at the same time. They both knew about the other and they did not mind the sharing. They were roommates, you see, and I think there were some unresolved feelings between them and I came (no pun intended) just at the right moment to be the catalyst for their Bromance. They never hooked up with each other as far as I know, mind you. But they both hooked up with me. I've always sacrificed myself for the common good. 

Having my sex toys in a box. Nope. They are in different places in the bathroom. I think the bathroom is the right place to keep your sex toys, BTW. They're close to the bedroom and you can clean them right after using them.  I do keep them in some drawers, though, not laying around, even though some are really pretty, like Adore's. I clean them (with a special solution, natch) and then away they go. I should get a toolbox, though. Sounds like a good idea to keep all your sex toys in a toolbox. Maybe I'll get mine in camo. Very butch, no?

I have been on a sling. Oh, yes, I have. Hold on, no need to reach for the pearls at this moment. It went like this: I went to the Bijou Theater in Old Town before they demolished it (such a loss!) and I walked that labyrinth they had in the back? It was two in the afternoon on a Friday so nobody was there. And Marcus (you know, my friend Marcus) had got us a special appointment because the Bijou was not open to the public at that point but I had never been in the theater and I wanted to see it before it went away forever. So in we went. It was super cool. They had all kinds of movie posters and magazines and memorabilia. That's where I saw this big black sling that was in the middle of one of the little rooms they had created. And I was dared to climb on it. So I did, because of course I did, it was a bet! I was going to get twenty bucks and you can get a lot of Jelly Beans with that money. So I have BEEN on a sling. I have not been fucked in one but hope springs eternal. 

No, I have not masturbated while taking public transportation. There's something about public transportation that kind of puts me on high alert when it comes to sexy times. Having an audience while getting pressed like the News is not my idea of fun. I have, however, watched men masturbate while on public transportation (Hello, Metra!). Here's the thing: there seems to be something in me that makes men feel comfortable enough to show me their dicks. Men have been showing me their dicks since I'm fourteen. So I have not masturbated while I'm using public transportation but I have watched men touch themselves while on a train. Hey, a boy's got to do what a boy's got to do to help a man in need.

No, I have not been fisted. The answer is no. That's one of those kinks/sex activities/quirks that have never called my attention. I do like to look at men with big dicks, mind you. I like men with big hands, because I find them attractive. But one thing is a big dick and another very different an adult man's fist. And it takes a minute to get used to a big dick. A fist is totally out of the question. I'm getting slightly stressed out just thinking about it. It would take more than a bottle of poppers to get me to even consider it. And I think the answer would still be no. Now, fingering? By all means. 

Have I ever paid for sex? Nope, I have not done it yet, but I'm totally not opposed to doing it. I would like to support sex work. Actually, I'm looking forward to a time in my life when I have so much money that I can actually pay someone for sex and even leave a tip if the service is extraordinary. The thing is, I'd rather have the 'boyfriend experience' with let's say, Rocco Steele than waste my money on someone who does not appreciate me. I'd rather pay a sex worker that than waste time and hard earned Benjamins on some guy who is not really interested in me but keeps stringing me along because I'd pay when we go out. I'd rather pay a man who knows what it is and fulfills his side of the deal than pay for a man's expenses when he's gonna ghost me at the end of the day. Don't you think?

Can I swallow a banana whole? Why, yes I can. And I can do it very well. I may gag on it a little but I will swallow that bad boy whole like there's no tomorrow. I'll deepthroat it like it's nobody's business but that banana and mine. Yes, siree. I can do that. I was recently talking with Xersex about sucking cock and I will have to make a post about it. Food for thought. Literally.

Nope, I have never had sex in an aeroplane. I think plane bathrooms are some of the most confined (and less private) places on earth. Even more than train lavatories. Goddess. Have you seen the door in a plane bathroom? It's like a shower curtain! Having sex with a man in an airplane bathroom should be one of the most challenging things a gay boy could do. I'm also not interested in joining the Mile High club, so no. Unless the man has his OWN plane. Then I'd be more than willing to let him treat me to some big fun in a tiny space.

Nope, I have never jerked off in front of a mirror. I think it could be hot, though, if I think about it. I've had sex in front of a mirror (and above it, don't ask) but I have never jerked off in front of one. I guess it requires a special kind of concentration, to jerk off while looking at one's reflection. Not because I would not fuck myself (I have) but because it has never crossed my mind to find a mirror while enjoying some alone time. Jerking off is some kind of a special occasion for me, so looking at myself in a mirror while I spank the monkey would not really qualify as interesting. Watching another man masturbate while I go at it? That's another thing completely and I've done that more than willingly.

So how high are you in the slutometer? How low? Would you have lost all your clothes like Taylor? I thought I was more shameless and much sluttier. It turns out I may be ethical but not too slutty. Who knew? There's always room for growth, right?

XOXO

P.S. Mr. Reign is very sexy. I wonder if he offers the Boyfriend Experience. 

TAYLORREIGN

P.P.S. the answer is yes!