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I feel insanely vulnerable posting this and will probably just delete it later haha but yeah, if this thread is real then put me down as a strong maybe. So cool that one of my favorite online communities is even considering something like this
esteban you are going to have to deal with this level of posting. We await your reply.
My only reply would be to go back in time and read all GABFRAB you can get your eyes on. I guarantee you will read things from his travels and travails that will make you question how far someone is willing to go in any direction and whether or not you would find yourself in a given situation. Also hello GAB and glad to see you’re still grooving.
I feel insanely vulnerable posting this and will probably just delete it later haha but yeah, if this thread is real then put me down as a strong maybe. So cool that one of my favorite online communities is even considering something like this
esteban you are going to have to deal with this level of posting. We await your reply.
I was gonna quote the bolded section to say, maybe y'all should t have quoted his whole post...
dude, you just made me miss Jordan. Only marcoolio has that level of game.
Marc, you know you’re gonna show up to the orgy for like 23 mins, drink most of a PBR while chilling on the outskirts then vanish into the night without telling anyone
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Marc, you know you’re gonna show up to the orgy for like 23 mins, drink most of a PBR while chilling on the outskirts then vanish into the night without telling anyone
Marc, you know you’re gonna show up to the orgy for like 23 mins, drink most of a PBR while chilling on the outskirts then vanish into the night without telling anyone
Marc, you know you’re gonna show up to the orgy for like 23 mins, drink most of a PBR while chilling on the outskirts then vanish into the night without telling anyone
pick pls
i'll pick once you send in your orgy rsvp to Jake Jortles
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Ah this thread reminded me of a couple solid stories.. At one point I went on a date with this gal to a nearby city (Gatlinburg, TN). We hung out in this distillery and etc. So we get to my car and are foolin around a bit and then she gets a phone call. She gets out and talks to her friend for a bit and then is like- "Hey wanna go to asheville? One of my friends is working and said we should come out, blah blah blah." I think to myself, yeah lets do it, I am fun and spontaneous and adventurous (note: lies i tell myself).
So we drive to Asheville and we meet up with her friend, who is a solid "would also smash"/10. We get drinks, she's serving us in some oyster bar, very flirtatious. Anyhow, later we go to her house and all climb into bed. They told me to sleep in the middle and Im like "fuck yeah, I can't wait to go to sleep, I am so tired." When I tell you these bitches couldnt stop rolling around, grabbing each other, grabbing me, you wouldn't believe it, idk how I was supposed to get any sleep. So I say "hey I need to go to the bathroom," and get out of bed, then go sleep on the couch. My date follows me out in a min and asks me where I went and I say "oh sorry, there was no way I was gonna fall asleep in there!" Anyhow, needless to say that was my first brush with greatness and I somehow slept my way out of a threesome in my early 20s. The moral of the story is that COMMUNICATION MAKES THE DREAM WORK AND SOME OF US ARE STUPID.
the idea of a threesome/group sex in general is definitely interesting i cant lie. i just think id want my first experience to b with my partner and someone i really trust. ultimately im a monog person at heart though. Hookups are different and easier but group sex while in a relationship is v complex
Post by Jake Jortles on Nov 8, 2021 17:16:36 GMT -5
We had a decent surge over the weekend. People were def getting curious late at night on Saturday lmao. lfg. I'm just counting people that have expressed serious interest via PM so far, so these numbers probably inflated. Also updated the notes. Once we cross 30 participants I will start a facebook group or private thread. At that point we will work on location. Still looking at late June maybe early July. Ratio is starting to falter a bit. Still no Non-binary peeps.
Ah this thread reminded me of a couple solid stories.. At one point I went on a date with this gal to a nearby city (Gatlinburg, TN). We hung out in this distillery and etc. So we get to my car and are foolin around a bit and then she gets a phone call. She gets out and talks to her friend for a bit and then is like- "Hey wanna go to asheville? One of my friends is working and said we should come out, blah blah blah." I think to myself, yeah lets do it, I am fun and spontaneous and adventurous (note: lies i tell myself).
So we drive to Asheville and we meet up with her friend, who is a solid "would also smash"/10. We get drinks, she's serving us in some oyster bar, very flirtatious. Anyhow, later we go to her house and all climb into bed. They told me to sleep in the middle and Im like "fuck yeah, I can't wait to go to sleep, I am so tired." When I tell you these bitches couldnt stop rolling around, grabbing each other, grabbing me, you wouldn't believe it, idk how I was supposed to get any sleep. So I say "hey I need to go to the bathroom," and get out of bed, then go sleep on the couch. My date follows me out in a min and asks me where I went and I say "oh sorry, there was no way I was gonna fall asleep in there!" Anyhow, needless to say that was my first brush with greatness and I somehow slept my way out of a threesome in my early 20s. The moral of the story is that COMMUNICATION MAKES THE DREAM WORK AND SOME OF US ARE STUPID.
True facts: I went through literally 25 years as a fairly adventurous sexually active single person without ever once encountering an opportunity for group sex...or, at least, not one that I clocked. I was even heavily involved in avant garde indie theater in NYC for a good chunk of that time, which is a scene one would expect to be rife with that sort of thing, and yet, nothing (which, honestly, might lend weight to the "it was there, I was just too dense to pick up on it" theory, as would the fact that I am the living worst at reading signals of a romantic/sexual nature).
I swear I don't mean this as a brag, but Inforoo orgy included, I'm now approaching double digits in opportunities for group activity since getting married four years ago...none of which I've been able to take advantage of.
Ah this thread reminded me of a couple solid stories.. At one point I went on a date with this gal to a nearby city (Gatlinburg, TN). We hung out in this distillery and etc. So we get to my car and are foolin around a bit and then she gets a phone call. She gets out and talks to her friend for a bit and then is like- "Hey wanna go to asheville? One of my friends is working and said we should come out, blah blah blah." I think to myself, yeah lets do it, I am fun and spontaneous and adventurous (note: lies i tell myself).
So we drive to Asheville and we meet up with her friend, who is a solid "would also smash"/10. We get drinks, she's serving us in some oyster bar, very flirtatious. Anyhow, later we go to her house and all climb into bed. They told me to sleep in the middle and Im like "fuck yeah, I can't wait to go to sleep, I am so tired." When I tell you these bitches couldnt stop rolling around, grabbing each other, grabbing me, you wouldn't believe it, idk how I was supposed to get any sleep. So I say "hey I need to go to the bathroom," and get out of bed, then go sleep on the couch. My date follows me out in a min and asks me where I went and I say "oh sorry, there was no way I was gonna fall asleep in there!" Anyhow, needless to say that was my first brush with greatness and I somehow slept my way out of a threesome in my early 20s. The moral of the story is that COMMUNICATION MAKES THE DREAM WORK AND SOME OF US ARE STUPID.
I read this story, and in my head I could hear it narrated in full-on Marc story-telling style. And I laughed, and laughed.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Ah this thread reminded me of a couple solid stories.. At one point I went on a date with this gal to a nearby city (Gatlinburg, TN). We hung out in this distillery and etc. So we get to my car and are foolin around a bit and then she gets a phone call. She gets out and talks to her friend for a bit and then is like- "Hey wanna go to asheville? One of my friends is working and said we should come out, blah blah blah." I think to myself, yeah lets do it, I am fun and spontaneous and adventurous (note: lies i tell myself).
So we drive to Asheville and we meet up with her friend, who is a solid "would also smash"/10. We get drinks, she's serving us in some oyster bar, very flirtatious. Anyhow, later we go to her house and all climb into bed. They told me to sleep in the middle and Im like "fuck yeah, I can't wait to go to sleep, I am so tired." When I tell you these bitches couldnt stop rolling around, grabbing each other, grabbing me, you wouldn't believe it, idk how I was supposed to get any sleep. So I say "hey I need to go to the bathroom," and get out of bed, then go sleep on the couch. My date follows me out in a min and asks me where I went and I say "oh sorry, there was no way I was gonna fall asleep in there!" Anyhow, needless to say that was my first brush with greatness and I somehow slept my way out of a threesome in my early 20s. The moral of the story is that COMMUNICATION MAKES THE DREAM WORK AND SOME OF US ARE STUPID.
I read this story, and in my head I could hear it narrated in full-on Marc story-telling style. And I laughed, and laughed.
Ah this thread reminded me of a couple solid stories.. At one point I went on a date with this gal to a nearby city (Gatlinburg, TN). We hung out in this distillery and etc. So we get to my car and are foolin around a bit and then she gets a phone call. She gets out and talks to her friend for a bit and then is like- "Hey wanna go to asheville? One of my friends is working and said we should come out, blah blah blah." I think to myself, yeah lets do it, I am fun and spontaneous and adventurous (note: lies i tell myself).
So we drive to Asheville and we meet up with her friend, who is a solid "would also smash"/10. We get drinks, she's serving us in some oyster bar, very flirtatious. Anyhow, later we go to her house and all climb into bed. They told me to sleep in the middle and Im like "fuck yeah, I can't wait to go to sleep, I am so tired." When I tell you these bitches couldnt stop rolling around, grabbing each other, grabbing me, you wouldn't believe it, idk how I was supposed to get any sleep. So I say "hey I need to go to the bathroom," and get out of bed, then go sleep on the couch. My date follows me out in a min and asks me where I went and I say "oh sorry, there was no way I was gonna fall asleep in there!" Anyhow, needless to say that was my first brush with greatness and I somehow slept my way out of a threesome in my early 20s. The moral of the story is that COMMUNICATION MAKES THE DREAM WORK AND SOME OF US ARE STUPID.
I read this story, and in my head I could hear it narrated in full-on Marc story-telling style. And I laughed, and laughed.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
