I started coming out of the closet when I was eight years old. Back then, a few friends knew that I identified as bisexual, but it wasn’t until later on that I felt comfortable calling myself gay. I told more and more friends my secret, and eventually, I found myself with my first boyfriend when
Sex
Toy Story: Finding Your Very Own Buzz Lightyear
Sometimes I forget that people are embarrassed by sex toys. Personally, I've been shoving things up my hoo-ha for around a decade, so I am very familiar with my body and my pleasure. I remember being in middle school and wrapping sharpies with plastic wrap to try and fashion my
An Itch to be Scratched
One month anniversaries are supposed to be special when you’re sixteen, right? That is, unless you are a high school junior who’s stuck taking the ACTs all morning, along with your boyfriend who’s been separated alphabetically into a different room. Oh, not to mention that he’s also sick and high
A Room of One’s Own
As most of us have figured out by now, sex in weird places is almost inevitable for those of us who have chosen the hoe life. A lot of times, it's out of necessity. Maybe your roommate insists that they need to do homework on a Saturday night; maybe your dorm is just
Date Night with Daddy
A few days ago, I came across an article that detailed which sexual kinks people were into based on their zodiac signs. As I looked at all the options, I couldn’t help but realize that dirty talk was, in fact, my Gemini ex’s favorite thing to do in bed. When
Pushing the Limits
Let’s talk about pushy boys. We all know one. Boys who are used to always getting what they want. Boys who will whine and whine until they either have their way or die of old age. I don’t have much to say about it, honestly. As much as I wish
Spoiled (By) Milk
I once had a boyfriend who aspired to be a stereotypical hipster. As a result, he often wanted to go on 'off-the-beaten-track' dates when we hung out. As an aspiring writer like myself, he asked if I wanted to go to Starbucks to write together. With nothing better to do, I agreed. When we got
A Not-So-Happy Anniversary
By the time my one-month anniversary rolled around, I was honestly shocked that my boyfriend at the time and I still hadn’t been involved in any heated arguments. It was the typical honeymoon stage, and to make it perfect, I tried to plan a special date for us. He told
Dealing with Delay
As I’ve written in my previous columns, my boyfriend and I never went more than a week without seeing each other. To him, it meant an escape from his closeted life in his town. For me, it meant getting out of the house. Not to mention, once we both became sexually
STIgma
During finals week of last semester, I was late on papers for two of my classes—but not my period. The sun was shining, my new IUD was working, and I was looking forward to going home and making sweet, condom-less love to my long-distance boyfriend. We had agreed that we wouldn’t