Women are attracted to bad boy. Men are attracted to bad girls, although it’s much more understated. It’s a common mantra, but one I think is incomplete. To me, there’s a difference between being a bad boy/bad girl and a rebel. In terms of romance and sex appeal, I think the rebel has the edge. I would even argue that’s the true source of the bad boy/bad girl sex appeal.
A bad boy/bad girl just breaks the rules. They shun authority and deviate from existing social norms. Now, I don’t deny that can have sex appeal for some people. However, just breaking the rules because you don’t like them is hardly sex. A rebel will break rules too, but with more purpose and agency behind it.
I’ve known rebellious men and women. When they break the rules, they have a reason for it and they don’t hide it. They’re not just looking for chaos and trouble. They want to chart their own path. They want to live their own life. That, in my opinion, shows a level of strength and self-awareness that warrants sex appeal. Men and women alike can appreciate it.
It may not do it for you, but it should be easy to understand why so many others are smitten by it. It’s that special kind of sex appeal that I want to acknowledge with this round of my Sexy Sunday thoughts. Enjoy!
“In a healthy relationship, sharing your browser history is both an intimate and informative act.”
“Getting someone a thoughtful gift is the only universally accepted form of foreplay.”
“Confidence will get you laid, but arrogance will get you divorced.”
“Evolutionarily speaking, you have every possible incentive to regularly wash your genitals.”
“A lack of sexual education guarantees an abundance of awkward moments later in life.”
“As a general rule when it comes to lovemaking, don’t be too rough with any body part you’re eager to lick.”
“If life were a video game, then a one-night stand can be either a trap or a bonus level, depending on your score.”
In case you’re in another time zone or just need it belabored, I’ll say it again.
Happy Halloween!
Yes, I know Halloween was yesterday.
Yes, I know that some of us are still recovering from a night of eating too much candy and pumpkin flavored ale.
Yes, I also know that 2020 has done plenty to make Halloween extra bittersweet this year.
No, I do not care. I still love Halloween all the same. I still say it’s worth celebrating. Even if you can’t go trick-or-treating or attend some spooky Halloween party, it’s a fun holiday for kids and adults alike. You may have to get extra creative this year, but it’s worth making the effort.
The spooky themes, slutty costumes, and excessive junk food gives something for everyone. If you can’t have fun with any of that, then you’re just being difficult. It doesn’t matter how much this year sucks. Don’t let it stop you from having fun.
Even though it was yesterday, find a way to draw out the fun. Have some more candy. Enjoy a nice pumpkin latte. Watch a few more horror movies. Put on your favorite slutty costume again. If you need a little inspiration, here’s my Halloween 2020 edition of my Sexy Sunday Thoughts. Enjoy!
“Kidnapping someone with a bondage fetish is bound to be more awkward for the kidnappers at some point.”
“Can you say you’ve been completely honest with your kids if you won’t tell them how they were conceived?”
“Be a little suspicious of any man who gets an erection at a pet store or zoo.”
“Hard work pays off, but any work that gets you laid is a bonus.”
“Expecting your lover to satisfy you without telling them how is like whining about an election you didn’t vote in.”
“A horny man who mistakes hand sanitizer for lube will still do something that benefits their penis.”
“Insecurity is only ever sexy to those who are willing to exploit it.”
It’s getting to be that time of year again. Sadly, it has nothing to do with Halloween. I have a feeling that the ongoing global pandemic will temper/shatter all Halloween spirits this year. It has more to do with the shifting weather. Fall is already here in my part of the world. If you happen to live in a tropical climate that never gets cold, you probably don’t care. We also envy you. Don’t let that got to your head.
For the rest of us, it’s getting cold. A few nights ago marked the coldest night in my area since February. I had to actually get an extra blanket. I also imagine that for the lovers out there lucky enough to share a bed, it was the first night when you valued one another’s body heat.
It’s an understated, but still very sensual aspect to love. Body heat is one of those things that’s both sexy and pragmatic. On cold nights, like the ones we’re bound to face, we cherish it for some added warmth. If you happen to have a crappy heater, it’s even more valuable. The added sexy stuff that goes with it is just a nice bonus.
It’s sexy and it helps save money. That’s as much a win-win as we’re ever going to get these days. Where I live, it’s already shaping up to be a much worse winter than last year. If I can’t find a lover to keep me warm, I’ll have to stick with some extra blankets and these Sexy Sunday Thoughts. Enjoy!
“Imagine and appreciate how much trust it takes to let someone else shave your pubic hair.”
“Melodrama is the political debate between your heart and your genitals.”
“Freedom allows us to explore our kinks while repression forces us to make new ones.”
“A big part of loving someone is aligning when and how you get horny.”
“There’s a good chance you’ll be a little uncomfortable with the type and quantity of porn your lover has consumed.”
“Going to church and getting laid is a greater accomplishment than going to a club and getting laid.”
“You can’t protest overpopulation without protesting orgasms to some extent.”
We all waste our money on incredibly stupid things. I don’t care how frugal you are. At some point in you’re life, you’re going to buy something that will ultimately be a waste of time, money, effort, and patience.
Then, there are those select items or services that are worth every penny you spent and then some. They’re a lot less common and understated, but that’s exactly what makes them so valuable.
It’s easy to waste money on something stupid. Browsing Amazon or EBay for any length of time will accomplish that. Buying something that feels completely worth it, even years after the fact, is much harder.
Sometimes, it’s an investment. People who bought stock in Amazon or Google in the early 2000s can attest to that.
Sometimes, it’s personal, like a ring or a piece of artwork. The dollar value, in that case, isn’t as great as the sentimental value.
Sometimes, you buy something that you don’t think is too valuable at the time, but it only grows over time, like your first comic book, video game, or romance novel.
I could list some of my most cherished purchases and tell the story behind them. However, I’d like to highlight just one that, by pretty much every measure, was the best money I ever spent. It wasn’t an investment. It wasn’t cheap, either.
It was elective Lasik Eye Surgery. To date, this is still the greatest thing I ever spent my hard-earned money on.
Now, the story behind this requires a little context. For the first 25 years of my life, I endured some seriously terrible eyesight issues. I found out early on that I had Astigmatism. It gave me blurred vision and terrible headaches. It was not pleasant in the slightest. As a result, I started wearing glasses when I was in third grade.
I never liked it. I didn’t like how my glasses made my look, but I needed them. I couldn’t see squat without them. It only got worse over time, so much so that I could barely see my alarm clock in the morning, even though it was just a few feet away from me. For a while, I wore contacts. However, they were expensive, uncomfortable, and a pain in the ass to maintain.
Naturally, I was open to alternatives. I’d been looking into Lasik Eye Surgery for a while, but I was told I wasn’t a candidate while I was a teenager. I was still growing and my eyes were still getting worse. In addition, the technology at the time was still emerging and still extremely expensive.
It was also not something that insurance covered. If I wanted to ever do this, I’d have to pay for it out of pocket. For someone who left college with plenty of student loan debt, it seemed like a distant dream.
I endured glasses and terrible vision for most of my 20s. Even after I paid down my student loan debt, I continued life with glasses and contacts. My eyesight continued to be an ever-present pain in the ass.
Then, as it just so happened, I had a roommate who had Lasik surgery done. She also had eyesight issues similar to mine. She was the one who referred me to the doctor who ultimately did the surgery.
At the time, I’d saved up approximately $7,500. Some of that was emergency money, but most of it was mine to spend. This surgery would cost me around $6,500 total. Again, insurance wasn’t going to pay for this. I had to foot the entire bill. While I was conflicted for a time, I ultimately decided to take the plunge.
To date, it’s one of the best decisions I ever made.
I won’t say the procedure was easy. In fact, it was downright uncomfortable and the drugs they gave me were a bit too strong. On top of that, I needed two procedures to fully fix my eyes. My vision was just that bad.
However, as soon as I got up from that operating table, it was like a miracle. To this day, I still remember that feeling. When I went into the operating room without my glasses, there was this large warning sign about wearing eye protection while the lasers were operating. I couldn’t see much of it. Most of the letters were blurry.
Then, as soon as I got up, those letters were clear. I could read them. I could see them, the doctor’s face, and the details of the wall. It was like magic. I can’t put into words how amazing it felt. At that moment, it sank in.
I didn’t need glasses anymore.
I could see clearly.
I felt more attractive and confident than I had at any point during my awkward teen years. It also did wonders for my confidence. I wasn’t nearly as self-conscious anymore. I could approach people without feeling like I looked goofy. I could also wear non-prescription sunglasses. That may not seem like much, but trust me. It meant a lot to me.
If I had to pay twice the price for the same result, I’d have paid it gladly. I like to think it ultimately saved money on all the new glasses, contact solution, and doctor checkups over the years. It was both liberating and empowering.
I have great vision now and don’t have to worry about losing my glasses. Not all my purchases can ever be that valuable, but this definitely was. Lasik Eye Surgery remains the greatest money I ever spent. Until I meet the love of my life, I don’t see that changing anytime soon.
If you’re a romantic and you don’t like weddings, then you’re sending mixed messages. I admit that when I was a kid, I didn’t care for weddings that much. In my defense, that was before I developed my fondness for romance, parties, and an open bar.
Now, as I’ve gotten older and come to appreciate all those things, I have a strong appreciation for weddings and the parties they inspire.
The world may feel like a never-ending disaster in a year like this. Joyous moments and events have been few and far between. In that sense, a beautiful wedding is a perfect counterbalance. We celebrate a beautiful moment, a culmination of a beautiful love. I honestly can’t think of a better way to counter the awfulness of this past year.
For those who are delaying their wedding to next year, I completely understand. To those hoping to still have their wedding this year, I say go for it! It’s worth doing. Love is always worth it. To that end, here are some Sexy Sunday Thoughts to help motivate you. Enjoy!
“A man who loves tacos should be more inclined to love oral sex.”
“Great sex won’t make you fall in love, but you’ll be more willing to make the effort.”
“Catching your lover masturbating may just mean you’re libidos are out of sync.”
“Beauty will only take you so far if you’re a lazy lover.”
“Hate is dangerous, but hate sex is an accomplishment.”
“Rough sex is the only time when profanity can be instructive.”
“A man bragging about the size of his dick was likely the first case of false advertising.”
I know this is usually when I post my weekly edition of Sexy Sunday Thoughts. For those who enjoy this weekly dose of sexiness, I apologize. I am unable to provide said dose today.
I do have a good reason, though. Yesterday was exhausting to say the least. The wedding I referenced was dramatic in ways I did not expect. I prefer not to go into details. Again, there’s a good reason for that. Just know that I am still recovering and so is everyone involved.
In lieu of some Sunday Thoughts, please enjoy this video from the YouTube channel, Storytime With Reddit. It involves strippers and real stories about them. That should provide just enough sexiness until next Sunday. Enjoy!
I know talking about the weather is so mundane, but in a year as awful as 2020, I think it’s oddly refreshing. Now, I’m not going to just wax poetic about how nice it is to go out on a sunny day, spend some time with friends, and have some fun with your lover, if you’re lucky enough to have one. That’s all well and good. For me, however, I’ve always found rainy days more relaxing.
I think it runs in my family. One of my father’s favorite things to do in the spring and summer was just sit out on the porch, drink a cold beer, and watch the rain fall. He said it relaxed him. I must have inherited that sentiment because it relaxes me too. In fact, I’ve come to appreciate the relaxing calm of a rainy morning. It just makes everything feel more peaceful.
When I had a girlfriend, it often inspired me to get a little more affectionate and playful. When you’re relaxed and content, you’re bound to let your sexy side show. That means when it’s rainy and dreary on any given morning, you can expect me to get extra romantic. On the off chance my future wife is reading this somewhere, I hope that gives her something to look forward to.
Now that the weather is getting colder and the days are getting shorter, a rainy day is bound to take on a different context. So long as that context involves cuddling up in a bed to stay warm, I’m all for it. Whether you find the weather sexy or not, here are some Sexy Sunday Thoughts to get the right currents flowing inside you. Enjoy!
“An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but an orgasm a day keeps divorce lawyers unpaid.”
“Being honest in a relationship often means being blunt during sex.”
“To some extent, sexting depends on some people being susceptible to pop-up ads.”
“Being in love means not caring where your lover’s fingers and tongue have been.”
“Slut shaming is just an indirect form of orgasm envy.”
“Friends don’t let friends with benefits neglect said benefits.”
“Relationship drama often boils down to disagreeing on how to share your genitals.”
For a good chunk of my adult life, I wasn’t much of a drinker. There’s a story behind that, but I’ll save it for another day. However, I did understand the appeal of alcohol. I also knew there was a time and a place for certain drinks. Not all were equal in terms of alcohol content, situation, or intention. A shot of Jack Daniels is not the same as a Bud Light. That much was clear.
Within that broad spectrum, though, are cocktails. Even before I started drinking, I understood they were a special kind of drink. They were almost works of art, mixing certain ingredients in just such a way that it creates a unique drinking experience. Some have strange names. From a simple Cosmopolitan to a Mojito to a Manhattan, they all offer a unique blend of sorts.
I admit I haven’t tried many of them, but of those I have, I can attest to that uniqueness. Drinking a cocktail feels like a celebration for your taste buds and your liver. It’s less about getting drunk and more about enjoying the social aspects of drinking. As a result, those social aspects can have a romantic component. I know relationships and hook-ups that began with a social gathering that involved cocktails.
When done right, and not excessively, cocktails can be a catalyst for all sorts of wonderful social interactions, including the sexy kind. I don’t claim to be a cocktail afficionado, but I do deem them worthy of some Sexy Sunday Thoughts on a morning when I’m sure some people could use both. Enjoy!
“Ideally, virgins should find someone who think being nervous during sex is hot.”
“Being sexually repressed is daring your body to get revenge on you at some point.”
“A casual friend is just someone you’re not eager to see naked.”
“Being a good listener is like being an informant to your genitals.”
“Making excuses is only as sexy as the gullibility and horniness of those listening.”
“If you still giggle when other people talk about sex, then chances are you’re not ready for it.”
“Is it possible that those who have a crush on their teachers just have a knowledge fetish?”
Since high school, I’ve always been an early riser. It’s a habit, but not one I think is too unhealthy. It served me well during much of my adult life. An ability to get up at five a.m. every morning might not be a superpower, but it has some real benefits. It helps me get a lot done in the morning, including much of the work I do on this site and my YouTube channel.
Habit or not, I still try to sleep in every now and then. I see it as a form of necessary therapy. We all have hard days/hard weeks. I certainly have. Sometimes, you can’t just get out of bed at your usual time and carry yourself as though you’re just fine. You need to just lie there and get a few extra winks, even after the sun comes up.
If you’re lucky enough to have a lover, it can be both romantic and therapeutic. I know couples who treat sleeping in as their favorite sexy time. It makes sense too. At the end of the day, you’ve used up all your energy. You’re tired, groggy, and just want to rest. In the morning, if you’ve slept right, you have yourself a sexy opportunity.
I say embrace that opportunity, whether it’s sexy or just therapeutic. The summer is over and the days are getting shorter. That means sleeping in is a lot more feasible. Plus, even if you don’t have a lover to share it with, it’ll help 2020 go just a little bit faster. That makes it more than worthy of some Sexy Sunday Thoughts. Enjoy!
“Your maturity is directly proportional to your ability to attend someone’s 69th birthday party with a straight face.”
“Your consumption of incest porn is likely to make family reunions feel awkward.”
“Sluts are essentially orgasm hoarders.”
“Curiosity killed the cat, but also inspired the first attempt at anal sex.”
“Alcohol is one of the few drugs that can inspire an equal number of marriages, divorces, and one-night stands.”
“A lovable idiot will always get laid more often than a smug genius.”
“It’s logistically impossible to be too thorough while making love.”
It’s finally here! The wait has been longer and more stressful than usual for obvious reasons. For a time, I wasn’t even sure it was going to happen. At multiple points this past summer, there was a very real concern that all sports would be cancelled for the rest of the year. I’m not going to lie. Contemplating a fall without football of any kind was terrifying.
Thankfully, it never got that bad. It was still pretty awful, but the world is still trying to move forward. That includes sports. Every major sports league has been badly impacted by this pandemic. The NFL is no exception. This has not been a normal offseason, to say the least. This has also not been a normal build-up to the regular season. We have no idea just how much the pandemic has affected every team.
We also don’t know if the pandemic will even permit a full, uninterrupted season. That’s still up in the air. For now, though, the NFL is going to try and play an entire season on time, on schedule, albeit without full stadiums. As a football fan, as well as someone who simply longs for a sense of normalcy, I’m still excited. I genuinely hope this season plays out in full.
I’m still bracing myself, but for the time being, I’m going to enjoy the kickoff of a new season like I always have. I’ve got a fresh case of beer. I intend to order a massive amount of pizza and junk food. I plan to spend the entirety of my Sunday afternoon on the couch, yelling at the TV for all the right reasons.
I am ready. I am hopeful. The pandemic has scarred my soul, but my love of football remains strong. I am ready for some football and here are some Sexy Sunday Thoughts to celebrate the kickoff of the 2020 season. Enjoy!
“A man who is lonely and horny is bound to have a good imagination, by default.”
“Can you really say you’ve spiced up your sex life if nobody gets any rug burns?”
“A woman with a dildo collection has no right to be appalled by a man’s porno collection.”
“Sex sells, but guilt-free sex charges a premium.”
“Statistically speaking, a good listener is more likely to give you an orgasm.”
“Revenge sex is the habanero pepper of sex.”
“Love is never thinking too hard about where or on whom someone else’s tongue has been.”
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