Secrets

I was talking with a friend the other day about secrets and how I tend to be obsessed with them. I like to know secrets, I like to be told secrets and I like to find out secrets, for better or worse. Most of my life has seen the better, though certainly the worse arrived a while back and curiosity killed the cat. Still, knowing is always better than not knowing because let’s face it even when you don’t have proof you always know.

Still secrets are always floating around in my head and they are always tickling my fascination. Looking over the things I’ve written, stories and fragments and smut and so on, I see that the common thread is people finding out things about other people. People eavesdropping or finding diaries, people following people, people spying on people, the skeletons in the closets being revealed. It is a climactic moment and it makes for a good story, I think.

The conclusion of the conversation was that the desire to learn other people’s secrets is the desire to find evidence that the things I think and the things I do are not deviant or unique. To find evidence that perversions, both sexual and emotional are not isolated. More so the feeling that my thoughts and emotions are somehow “not right” is because of my upbringing where people didn’t talk about their emotions ever, so I never got any validation that the things I felt were “normal.”

I also realize that when I am in a relationship I long for my partner to find out things about me. I have this need for my partner to dig and to investigate because if they don’t then they don’t want it enough. Love and passion should always have at least a touch of obsession.

The thought of a partner writing something or creating something and not wanting to read it seems foreign to me. Does that make sense?

I think my goal should be to write stories like secrets so that when someone reads them they are filled with the excitement of finding something out.

Anyhow, tell me some secrets. Comment anonymously. Tell me something.

35 thoughts on “Secrets

  1. I’d love to be a slut. I’d love to simply fuck anyone I find attractive and like if I choose to, with no strings and no fears. If it weren’t for self-esteem issues, I’d have a much fuller dance card.

  2. I used to nag my first long-time love (18-25) about the fact that he lived in a loft with only half walls, just up a flight of stairs from the main living space below, which he shared with his mother.

    When we played around, the potential for getting caught by his mother was extreme if she was home, so it didn’t happen too often.

    So, I’d whine about the lack of privacy because I was young and thought I should. But the truth is, nothing got me hotter during sex than his mother walking into the apartment below and calling out that she was home. Finishing in dead silence was the hottest thing ever. It took me years and years to learn to be vocal during sex after that.

    Oh, to be 19 and in danger of getting caught again. Because, you know, the sex was never that good again.

    And I have this undying love of lofts.

  3. I used to nag my first long-time love (18-25) about the fact that he lived in a loft with only half walls, just up a flight of stairs from the main living space below, which he shared with his mother.

    When we played around, the potential for getting caught by his mother was extreme if she was home, so it didn’t happen too often.

    So, I’d whine about the lack of privacy because I was young and thought I should. But the truth is, nothing got me hotter during sex than his mother walking into the apartment below and calling out that she was home. Finishing in dead silence was the hottest thing ever. It took me years and years to learn to be vocal during sex after that.

    Oh, to be 19 and in danger of getting caught again. Because, you know, the sex was never that good again.

    And I have this undying love of lofts.

  4. I am much more romantic than I lead people to think. I try to play it too cool sometimes and I think that gives some people the wrong message. It’s a defense mechanism while meanwhile my heart’s pumping big pink and red heart shaped blood vessels.

  5. I am much more romantic than I lead people to think. I try to play it too cool sometimes and I think that gives some people the wrong message. It’s a defense mechanism while meanwhile my heart’s pumping big pink and red heart shaped blood vessels.

  6. I write a sex blog and I’m open about just about everything. But my readers will never, ever know that I sneeze when I start getting aroused. The more aroused, the more likely it’s a multi-sneeze. That weird but fun tidbit is for lovers only.

  7. I write a sex blog and I’m open about just about everything. But my readers will never, ever know that I sneeze when I start getting aroused. The more aroused, the more likely it’s a multi-sneeze. That weird but fun tidbit is for lovers only.

  8. Sometimes I get nervous about where my tastes are going. My desire is so fluid lately. I’ve come to know a monster and I never want to become like him.

    Still, I want to do everything. I want to taste everything. The more forbidden the bigger the thrill.

  9. Sometimes I get nervous about where my tastes are going. My desire is so fluid lately. I’ve come to know a monster and I never want to become like him.

    Still, I want to do everything. I want to taste everything. The more forbidden the bigger the thrill.

  10. I was really horny yesterday until I remembered that it was the 13th anniversary of being raped. Then I got horny again later and wished my husband would make soft, gentle, whispered love to me to juxtapose the emotions of my 12 year old self. We didn’t. I’m on my period.

  11. I was really horny yesterday until I remembered that it was the 13th anniversary of being raped. Then I got horny again later and wished my husband would make soft, gentle, whispered love to me to juxtapose the emotions of my 12 year old self. We didn’t. I’m on my period.

  12. I have never had sex without a condom. It’s like losing a second virginity at this point and while I’ve been tempted, I want that first time to be really “special.”

  13. I have never had sex without a condom. It’s like losing a second virginity at this point and while I’ve been tempted, I want that first time to be really “special.”

  14. “I know that you can still see my IP address with this comment”

    True, but I don’t need to see IP addresses to know exactly who all these secrets belong to.

  15. “I know that you can still see my IP address with this comment”

    True, but I don’t need to see IP addresses to know exactly who all these secrets belong to.

  16. Hi Jack,

    Although it wasn’t a secret at all (on the contrary), I saw you found out about my blog post on the sexblogs I recently discovered (and liked!). That’s fast…
    I’m sorry you’re not able to read it, did Babelfish give you any clues…or are my Dutch words still a mystery…
    I’m going to think about a secret to share…but that will be done in complete anonimity.
    Thanks for the words on your blog. They go a long way…even deep into the lowlands.

    Marije

  17. Hi Jack,

    Although it wasn’t a secret at all (on the contrary), I saw you found out about my blog post on the sexblogs I recently discovered (and liked!). That’s fast…
    I’m sorry you’re not able to read it, did Babelfish give you any clues…or are my Dutch words still a mystery…
    I’m going to think about a secret to share…but that will be done in complete anonimity.
    Thanks for the words on your blog. They go a long way…even deep into the lowlands.

    Marije

  18. I’m 19 and just now starting to really notice guys. There’s this guy that sits in front of me in psychology class and all I can think about while I’m sitting there is that I’d like to run my hands over his back.

  19. I’m 19 and just now starting to really notice guys. There’s this guy that sits in front of me in psychology class and all I can think about while I’m sitting there is that I’d like to run my hands over his back.

  20. I’d love to be fucked and used and all of that. I love talking dirty; I’d love to have sex with multiple people, I’d love to be cummed all over by multiple guys, I’d love to have sex as soon as I got alone with a guy.

  21. I am married and have a normal boring sex life with my husband, but love being a dirty whore with an old friend on the side, anal sex, tying me up, using me, sending each other naked pictures all day, it’s so arousing and keeps life interesting!

  22. I want to be used. Like forced and hit and humiliated and etc. But mostly i just want to be someone’s slut or sex toy… 

  23. When I was a little girl (maybe 7-8 years old) I used to get myself off in the bathtub all the time. I didn’t know what sex was or an orgasm, but I did know that if I turned the water on and put my vagina underneath the faucet it would feel really good until I couldn’t take it anymore. And then I would do it again and again until I really couldn’t take it anymore. Although I had no idea what I was really doing, I knew somehow it was something you should hide and shouldn’t talk about. It was my very first dirty secret.

  24. i want to be dominated so bad, but ive never really told anyone ive been intimate with,because i am embarrassed to admit it…

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