Need Wood: I Don’t Measure Up…I Measure…Down
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I’m afraid to go out with this guy I really like because his last boyfriend was famed for having a huge d--k. I’m...
Need Wood: Bluntness is not Rude
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I’ve just gotten back from a physical and I just had to write you. My health plan forced me into seeing a new...
Need Wood: Hung Up!
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I had a great fuck buddy. We saw each other every week or so, and f--ked each other to insensibility. I liked him,...
Need Wood: Should He Salt the Earth and Salt his Rim?
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I have to admit something embarrassing and somewhat tragic. I’m cursed with passions that my extreme levels of testosterone make difficult—mainly that I...
Need Wood: Oral is Fun…but not without its Dangers
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I’m the education director of a large AIDS prevention organization. You recently received a question from a man who asked about the latest...
Need Wood: You Don’t Own Me
Hey, Woody!
I have a friend who I hang out with when I go to the bars. Every time we do, he acts and treats...