Kink: The Cure For Loneliness

The Kinky Cure

There was no longer anything for him at home. No person, place, home, or family to take him in should he even attempt to show up on their doorstep. He had plenty of time now, in the rumbling darkness, to reflect on the events that had led him here. Since high school, he’d been kinky in a way that he wouldn’t have been able to put a name to back then. It was just the stuff he did sometimes when he was alone. And had time to do more than sneak a nut in the bathroom, his kinky adventure.

Beyond Vanilla: His Kinky Adventure

It was only years later, towards the end of his college days, when he found his people online. The freedom of having his own place and high-speed internet access led to more than a few late nights spent in front of the glow of his computer screen.

It felt at times like he’d finally discovered himself, he takes control. The other things in life, the stuff he was supposed to care about, were going well enough. His degree and recommendations had gotten him a good job, and he was making good money. He was glad it was allowing him the nice apartment on his own and all the rest of it. But it didn’t seem to give the same sense of his kinky adventure, excitement or discovery.

His Kinky Adventure: Exploring the Forbidden

Life moves in waves, in highs and lows. There were times when his experimentation was intense, with hours and hours spent in front of the computer. Accented with real-life experiences, ranging from short, fleeting and intense to attempts to craft some kind of relationship framed by kink. And yet there were other times when he felt disgusted by himself. By the hours spent alone with his cock in his hand in the dark, his kinky adventure.

It was during one of those low periods, when kink felt empty and lonely, that he met Jacky. She was fun, she was beautiful, she was smart, and she seemed to actually like him. Hell, she even liked his friends. During their whirlwind romance, he was almost capable of keeping his mind, and his computer browser, away from the world he was trying to consider his past. But when he did relapse, his fingers could still type the addresses without thought, without the need of any bookmark.

How a Lonely Man Found Joy in Kink

Every time he couldn’t stop himself, he felt a little more guilty, but then he would just set another milestone to stop for real this time. First, it was when she moved in. Then, it was when they got engaged. Then, for sure, it was going all stop after the wedding. Surely then, his kinky adventure and life would feel complete?

He lasted a few months.

Everything seemed perfect about his life: he had all the work success and more than before. They had a great place and great friends and a great life. He loved his wife, his family loved his wife, and his colleagues loved his wife. They had a great group of friends. The sex was great–well, it was really good. Part two next week.

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