Hey, Faggot:
Were you just “tidying up” when you came across your boyfriend’s mondo-disgusto scrapbook or were you… snooping? I suspect the latter, as I doubt your boyfriend–however proud he is of those semen stains–would leave his scrapbook sitting on a coffee table in the living room, in plain view on his nightstand, or next to the toilet for his dump-taking guests to flip through. So before I offer you my analysis of your boyfriend’s peculiar hobby, I want to upbraid you for snooping. You are a terrible, terrible person. For shame.
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Now, as for your boyfriend’s scrapbook–everybody, say it together: No, it’s not normal. While technically not a fetish, your boyfriend’s scrapbook could safely be called a kink. Some guys are enamored of their plumbing, and ejaculation gives ’em a special hey-I’m-the-man thrill. Some guys, fascinated by their ability to make spunk fly, go so far as to save–and sometimes savor–the volume, velocity, or splat-factor of their own orgasms. Again, not normal, but pretty harmless. Unless your boyfriend would rather fill his scrapbook than fill you, I don’t see how his hobby damages your relationship. Your snooping around his apartment, on the other hand, could do real damage when he discovers it.
Hey, BM:
Are there any publications available that document various sexual positions?
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Hey, CISF:
