Last Wednesday during “National Boyfriend Day,” taken people posted cute pictures of themselves and their boyfriends to express their appreciation for their beaus to the Internet world. Amongst all the “OMG I LOVE MY BOYFRIEND SO MUCH” posts, the one that stood out to me the most was, “It’s a Read More…
One of the best things that ever happened to me was learning how to be sex-positive, thanks to some of the wonderful people I have met at Berkeley. Sex-positive isn’t a term that most people are familiar with. But it signifies exactly what it says — acknowledging that sex can Read More…
I have the porn habits of an adolescent boy. Whenever I have convenient breaks in my schedule I’ll come home after class, eat a snack, watch some porn, rub one out, and go back to campus. During breaks when I spend weeks back home in Southern California with nothing to do, I’ll hole up in my room and watch videos up to five, six, seven times a day. Porn is also fun to watch recreationally when I’m not trying to get off — the full length films with real plots and mind-blowing acting are my favorite. Read More…
I was nervous, drunk and extremely self-conscious. For a minute we just stared at each other, and I couldn’t believe adorable skater girl was actually in my room. And then we collided and started making out and shoving and stripping. She knew exactly what to do and exactly what I wanted. Read More…
“Did you just finish?” “Uh, yeah.” “Cool. Just checking.” OK, that was an anticlimactic ending to my middle-of-the-night screw session with my ex-boyfriend-turned-fuck-buddy a few days ago, but it really was the end of it. I don’t think I’m usually the type to have grand reflections on life during such Read More…
“Ew, no! That’s sooooo gross!” Sound familiar? Yeah, that’s probably the response you’ve been given, or have given, to the suggestion of period sex. Actually, that’s also the response that one of the advice columnists of a certain Southwestern college newspaper gave to a reader wondering if she should suggest Read More…
I like to think that sex is supposed to be fun. For everyone. I mean, there is a reason why there is a multimillion dollar industry built around it, and prostitution is “the oldest profession.” People enjoy sex, a lot. But there is a group out there that does not seem Read More…
When I arrived at work a couple weeks ago, my email inbox was inundated with emails about the most recent Sex on Tuesday column, titled “Sober isn’t always better.” My initial reaction was, “I don’t understand why people even continue to read this column” — I sure don’t waste my Read More…
Secrets — we all have them. You might be hiding the fact that you still pray for Paula to come back to American Idol, that you own a Stanford sweatshirt (yeah, right, “your cousin who went there bought it for you back in the day”) or even that you believe Yoshua. Read More…
I love drunk sex. It’s true — no matter how cliche this probably already sounds. True, often enough, one does not fully or mostly remember drunken encounters, and of course there’s the good ol’ sloppiness that comes with inebriation — let’s not even mention guys’ occasional “alcohol impairment.” But all that Read More…