Chris Cox_online

Food for thought: ass

Sex on Tuesday

After fastening an imaginary bib around my neck and equipping my trusty fork and knife within both tightly clenched hands, I was ready to dive face-first into the delicious man sprawled out before me. This tasty meal subtly slid into my DM’s by means of a “deep” Tinder convo, a
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Chris Cox_online

The hunger gaymes

Sex on Tuesday

*Opens Grindr* Welcome to the 69th annual Hunger Gaymes! Here you will face many unsolicited dick pics, masc 4 masc fuccbois and blatant racists along your online dating journey. But should you prevail, you just MIGHT find love (or settle for a mediocre hookup, honestly). May the nudes be ever
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Chris Cox_online

Because the internut

Sex on Tuesday

The first time I saw anyone vaguely like me on a screen was during a covert PornHub tirade at age 10. I found myself digitally trapped within the confines of a grimy prison shower, sandwiched between the thick dicks of two tattooed prison guards. Again, peering through a bulky monitor
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Chris Cox_online

Achievement unlocked: bottoming

Sex on Tuesday

Out of pure desperation, I bit his pillow, already littered with imprints of my despair, begging for some form of relief. I hoped that by inflicting any miniscule amount of pain on this inanimate object of comfort, I could somehow escape the penetrative force threatening to consume me from behind.
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Chris Cox_online

Coming out in Costco

Sex on Tuesday

As an imaginary lamp cooked my face, the question I’d been dreading my whole life, (that let’s be real, was probably overdue), finally escaped Momster’s mouth: “Christopher, are you gay?” Cue the resulting procession of tunnel vision, hyperventilation and tears. Naive-closeted-me never expected Costco to be the stage where I
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Trixie Mehraban_online

‘Yeah I luv dem strippers’

Sex on Tuesday

Sometime in my first few months of dancing, an older dancer took me aside and told me to “carry myself like a mediocre white man.” In other words, act as if everything I did was magical, world changing and definitely the best thing to happen to anyone around me. It
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Trixie Mehraban_online

Rescuing Ruby

Sex on Tuesday

Ruby is one of those coworkers whose life endlessly perplexes me. When I first started at my club, I recognized her as one of the veteran dancers — her sales skills are a force to be reckoned with. It was also clear to me that she had a few illegal
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Trixie Mehraban_online

Dicks (uncut)

Sex on Tuesday

Right before this semester started, I came home from a trip to Iran to find my aunt in early labor. Excited to see her have her first child, I threw myself into helping in any way possible. Many lost hours of sleep later, she gave birth to a perfectly healthy
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Trixie Mehraban_online

Whites need not apply

Sex on Tuesday

I met Kelli and Ashley a week before San Francisco pride. Kelli was originally just attracted to my stage show, but when she saw the small upside-down triangle tattooed on my right hip, she just had to get a private dance. She wheedled Ashley into joining her for a couple’s
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Trixie Mehraban_online

Girls are just better at it

Sex on Tuesday

Jake and I met about 4 a.m., an hour before my shift ended. He was witty, confident and stupidly hot — a refreshing change from the usual sleepy-but-too-drunk-to-leave after-hours crowd. We joked around for a minute, and then his buddy suggested that we get a dance before their group left.
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