Real stories about dating, relationships and sex in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

Sex OR Dating in the City

I’ve been pretty dull lately.  All work and stress and blog blah blah blah.  I know.  It’s pathetic. So I’m gonna take a big deep breath and try to block everything out, all of the stress and my phone bzzing every 2 minutes and the twelve things I was supposed to do today and didn’t and [...]

The End of the Story, aka How To Find A Great F*Buddy, Part 8

Eventually we found each other (online, just like the others).  We met on a weekend afternoon at a busy Starbucks with people bustling all around us.  Somehow we found a place to sit and talk (we were both working that day, I remember, and the Starbucks was convenient to both of our offices).  We were immediately [...]

Yeah, OK, There’s Stuff I’m Leaving Out

I’m trying to be as honest, and helpful, as I can be with this How To Find a Great F*Buddy Series. I didn’t just want to give you a neat little list, but rather show you just how long and hard a path it was for me. I’m hoping that each post has a lesson [...]

How To Find A Great F*Buddy (it ain’t easy), Part 7

It was winter. That I’m certain of. And I’d just gotten a promotion at work which meant even longer hours and more stress. I half considered giving up my search for a fuckbuddy and just giving in to a life of celibacy, at least in the short-run, but I’d figured I’d try for a little [...]

How To Find A Great F*Buddy (it ain’t easy), Part 6

And here’s when things got really strange. My memory is fuzzy, but I think the very next guy I met was someone I’ll call Newsboy (he’s a journalist, but that has nothing to do with this story). Anyway, Newsboy and I met the same way I met the others.  And we hit it off right [...]