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JayWolf 60M
565 posts
3/1/2015 12:35 am
All my exes live in Texas



Nah, in truth none of them live there. At least not to my knowledge. They do live nicely distributed across the globe though. On three continents and in something like seven or eight countries, as far as I know. Which is what happens when you get around a little in your life, I suppose.

Where none of them – again, to my knowledge – lives anymore is here on alt; even though that’s where I initially met quite a few romantic interests. But at least three do live over on that f-site (or at least four, if you count longtime friends and onetime play-partners as “exes”). Which tempts curious types like me to occasionally drop in and take a look at their profiles. Not because I particularly miss having them in my life, just as a “let’s see what’s up with…”-type thing.

The interesting part often being to find out what they get their kicks out of today, and how far our tastes have diverged since we were involved. Things that would make me gag, like getting her tits nailed to trees. Things that would make me yawn, like Japanese rope bondage. Or things that would make me homicidal, like the idea of having my girl anonymously gangfucked by a bunch of strangers.

Now, I’ve had great times with all my exes, and don’t regret having been involved with any of them. My respective current feelings about them differ greatly though; one I consider a friend, one I passionately dislike, and one I’m cool with but view as more or less a stranger. But what they have in common is their new "kinks" ensuring they're all just that: Exes. And could never be anything else again.

And it’s good that way.



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