I’ve always thought of this column (and my podcast) as a conversation I’m having with friends about our love and/or sex lives after we’d had a few drinks. (Or, these days, shared an edible.)
I get a lotta unsolicited dick pics in my line of work—not complaining, just saying—and half the dicks I see in any given week have pubes. So, there are plenty of naturally hairy guys out there for you to choose from.
It’s important that you’re feeling aroused—not feeling dread—when your lover is on his way over.
The world is on fire. Let this pig come see you.
Finding community means making kinky friends, not just matching with kinky sex partners.
Sir, this is a Wendy’s. (Full disclosure: This isn’t a Wendy’s. This is a sex-advice column.)
Your kink is not my kink, CC, but your kink is okay, as the saying goes, and your kink is about the consumption of immoderate amounts of semen. But I would advise you, as I have advised many others, to be moderate about how often you’re immoderate.
Think of the potential rewards! Instead of leaving your husband behind when you start fantasizing about men fucking men and women fucking women, you’ll get to take him along!
The last exam I got from my primary care physician didn’t last long enough to feel very accurate and [I] encouraged my urologist to take as much time as he wanted up there. He did not.
Not bi for blowjobs, not bi for anal, not bi for JO or mutual masturbation. Just bi for spankings.
“I really get off on sending money that we can spare to younger, hotter guys and being degraded for my pains. Thing is, almost all the guys doing FinDom are straight.”
An economy-sized box of enemas, a colleague who won’t end his marriage, and a wife who doesn’t want to swing
Put the jar down, then get a divorce and a (human) lover.
Plus, why you shouldn’t get your straight friend a shiny latex gimp suit
Words are cheap and “engaged” is just a word.