Sexpedition

Our upcoming Canadian sexpedition is not only about losing my virginity. No way, man. Sexual intercourse, that biological feat of penile performance, will—with an official testosterone stamp of approval—mark my entry into manhood.

When I am asked how I first learned to adventure off-road using a motorcycle, whether it was from being enrolled in a riding school or from racing, I answer with some chagrin mixed with a dark memory: "It was the result of a motorcycle sexpedition, my first sordid adventure affair."

Finally, finally, I get the door open. Thank God, because I was about to say fuck it and go with the full showcase sexpedition. Walking me backward through the doorway, Diego has his mouth on mine again, while Rigo takes my key out of the door and closes it.