If someone has to serve you while you flirt relentlessly or converse stiffly, then they should be paid extra for that labor.

Then I feel something wet…but not in a place where I’m supposed to feel something wet. Also, it’s kind of rough.

When you elope it’s fantastically freeing to only focus on yourselves.

She keeps me warm. And also: Fiona Apple is a court watcher in Maryland in her spare time (a model citizen, one might say), nine gay ghost stories, and Frog & Toad are cozy queer icons.

Moving through your relationship as carefully as you currently are is going to be unsustainable in the long-term. Your partner is enacting a sustained pattern of behavior that needs to stop.

It’ll give comfort! It’ll give control! It’ll give rock star!! And who doesn’t want to feel like the main character when they’re blowing their partner’s back out!

Have you ever heard of a Bridal Expo? I sure hadn’t! And did you know there are wedding-themed porta potties?!

You don’t have to be a seasoned home chef to make pizza date night a reality! I’ve got tips for all skill levels and price points.

And as the latex was rolling in on itself, it took any hair on my body with it, so I got the bikini wax I never asked for.

Is it silly to be hung up on this?

In this week’s NSFW Sunday: naked chandelier orgies, lesbian porn crushes, and sex and communication.

In short, if you know, you know: fat sex is church. Here are some of the positions that have taken me there when I knew I needed to be lifted in prayer.

Treat people better than you did in your early twenties, and eventually you’ll realize that you have nothing to feel guilty about anymore.

I want you to know that your shame is not uncommon and you’re not alone in feeling it. While it does take a long time to undo, you’re on the right track by acknowledging it verbally.

Who knew having a dick could be so gender euphoric?

I still love service, but strapping for the first time expanded my very definition of the word.

The best part of using this toy was when I eventually tossed it on the floor and let myself orgasm all over my hot date’s fist instead.

Somewhere in between thrifting 50 floral print hankies and meeting with the queer chef who is catering my wedding, I realized that I had to actually… figure out what I wanted my wedding ceremony to look like.

Accept the messy questioning phase. It’s the whole point of being alive.

In which I forget a crucial part of our picnic at home but we still have a lovely time anyway.