Fantasy Fulfilled

For the last several days, I have been enjoying an empty home free of couch surfers. Don't get be wrong -- I absolutely love couch surfing and think it's a fulfilling experience that has taught me more in a few weeks than most experiences. But hosting 10 people in 15 days really wore me out, and I was glad to have some peace and quiet in the small apartment that where I'm currently living. But I have trouble saying no to travelers who want to stay on my spare mattresses because I really do get so much enjoyment out of it (sometimes sexy enjoyment), and two days ago I got a couch request from a new surfer.

For the sake of clearing up any confusion, we're going to call this hot couch surfer Jake (all names that I use on this blog are censored or fake), so that we don't get him confused with any other couch surfers I've fucked or will fuck.

At around 4:45pm, Jake sent me his initial message. He said something along the lines of, "Hey, I'm going to be in town at 5pm tonight. I know it's last minute, but could I stay on your couch? I'm backpacking across the states right now, so I'm really dirty and haven't showered in like 4 days and it would be awesome to clean up."

He had no references, no friends, pretty bare text on his profile, and only a single photo. But damn, he was hot. And damn, I was horny. And also, he's backpacking across the US, which is my plan as soon as I find somebody to take over this damn lease. So, I said yes.

Out of the Friendzone - How My Friend Seduced Me

Every man's worst fear is being put in the friendzone, because once you're there, you're never going to leave. It's especially terrible if she leads you on -- sometimes to the point of very blue balls -- and then friendzones you. Well, guys, I'm here to tell you that being friendzoned is not always a permanent thing, and with the powers of seduction, you can push your way past it.

For a short while, I decided to try using OKCupid. As shitty as the site sounds, and as much stigma as there is around online dating, I had a blast using it. I met ten people in total and fucked three of them.

Well eventually I got a message from censored, and it was good enough for me to give him my number right away in my response to him. He talked about rock climbing and feminism -- two of my favorite subjects -- and talked about himself as well. He seemed interesting, didn't talk about sex, and was completely literate. (Another day I'll make a post about online dating and how to write a great first message.)

I told him I had about 30 minutes to meet, and we went for coffee. The conversation was great! It flowed so well, and we each had so much to say. Well, 30 came and went, and next thing we knew, the coffee shop was closed. After that, he ended up asking if I wanted to ride on the back of his motorcycle. This was a fantastic move on his part for a number of reasons. First, I love motorcycles, and even own one myself, so it was yet another thing we had in common. But more importantly, it would force me to sit with my legs straddled over his bike and my body pressed against his with my arms wrapped around him. We went from sitting a polite distance apart from each other in a cafe to having our bodies pressed up against each other's on a sexualized object. This not only gave him a good 30 minutes of feeling my body heat, but broke the ice for touching, and allowed for very comfortable kino (see footnote) afterward. We made our way to the park and played on the playground together. It was fun, simple, and a great way to keep the date going without spending more money.

The next night he wound up in my house. Things got pretty heavy, but he put limits on what he wanted to do because he was looking for more of a relationship, and he knew that I wanted to just find a good fuck. Eventually he went home, and I ended up calling one of my other FWB to satisfy my blue balls (or ovaries...whatever).