I love my wife. We’ve been
married 10 years. Young punk-rock love turned into adult debt-ridden
love. She’s been there for me, helps me achieve my goals, all that. But
she’s let herself go, while I’ve gotten myself into better shape.
I pride myself on being a good husband. I’ve
been 100 percent faithful, I clean, I tell her I love her. I don’t want
to hurt her. I love her. I just don’t lust for her anymore. My wife’s
skin is a mess, she has dietary issues that cause gnarly gas, she eats
bad food that causes her to gain weight. I always thought I was against
the society-imposed, magazine-model, porn-star look girls are supposed
to have. So it’s hard for me to admit that I’m not cool enough to think
my wife is hot the way she is.
I’ve started stoning to dull the fact that
I’m hating on myself for not being hot for my wife....
...for me to admit that I’m not cool enough to think
my wife is hot the way she is.
I’ve started stoning to dull the fact that
I’m hating on myself for not being hot for my wife. She’s picking up on
all of this, which is affecting her mood, self-esteem, and energy
levels. And since she tends to eat more when things aren’t going well
for us, this is creating a hugely negative feedback loop on the
weight-and-lust fronts.
When almost any girl you see is hotter to
you than your wife… what the fuck do you do? When the desire to be
with someone who actually turns you on is overwhelming… what the fuck
do you do? When people you find attractive, women and men, hit on you
all the time… what the fuck do you do?
Hawt
And Royally Depressed
Before you give up or drive yourself crazy
over this situation, HARD, you need to have an honest talk with your
wife. It’s simple: Tell your wife that you no longer find her
attractive. It’s called being honest.
It is quite possible that she has no idea
that her out-of-shapeness is a turnoff, especially if she has never
been told! Try saying something like this: “Honestly, I love you, but
I’m not as physically attracted as I’d like to be. Can I help you work
out a bit?” Then perhaps pick up a set of weights at a garage sale, set
up a full-length mirror in a spare room, and work out together as a
couple. Or take her for long walks. Or, if she’s a foodie, encourage
her to garden; a lot of calories get burned when you fork over your own
vegetable patch!
But start with complete honesty. It’s not
that hard to say, “You have gotten fat and unattractive and my sex
drive is nil, so can we do something about it before I bail on you?” My
goodness! Whatever happened to being honest? Sit your partner down and
tell her you love her in every way but you are not attracted to her due
to her appearance. “You are out of shape and it’s killing our
relationship” is a good place to start! Stress how much you care, bring
up the health thing, and tell her you want her to live a long, happy
life, but impress upon her that this is a problem that might lead you
to leave.
Open communication means revealing your
thoughts so the other person can take action. Which sometimes means
saying, “Unless you take up jogging and lose 35 pounds, sweetie, I’m
going to have a hard time being sexually excited about you.” The
partner either laces up the running shoes or they waddle on with their
life.
Good luck!
My boyfriend and I are both in our
20s, we’re GGG, and we’ve experimented enough to know what we both
like. There’s only one thing that I’d like to try that he can’t help me
with: I’d like to be with a girl. He feels that if I get to be with a
girl, then he should get to be with her, or another woman. I feel that
any experience I have with a woman wouldn’t threaten him, as I have no
interest in having a relationship with a woman. I’d be fine if he
wanted to be with another man. But he has no interest in being with a
guy. I know what you’re going to write: Shut up and have a threesome!
We’ve talked about that, but it would be too hard for me to watch him
with another girl.
This is an argument that we keep coming back
to and it always ends up with us having a semiserious fight. Help us
out!
Wants A Girl Alone
What you’re proposing, WAGA, is basically
this: “I get to do this thing I want to do (eat a little pussy) and in
exchange you get to do this thing you don’t want to do (suck a little
cock).” That’s hardly fair. If you’re too threatened by the idea of
your boyfriend going to bed with someone besides you whom he would like
to fuck, then you have to forgo bedding someone besides him whom you
would like to fuck. The end.
I am a 21-year-old, attractive
straight male with an identical twin brother, also straight. I’ve never
understood the “twin-fetish” thing, and whenever girls mentioned it, my
response was confusion and disgust. Thing is, I was at a party with my
brother a week ago, and this girl stated quite plainly that she had a
thing for twins and wanted to do both of us at the same time. This girl
is hot—great body, fuck-me eyes, likes to take control. And so my
brother and I decided that we weren’t so disgusted with the idea after
all.
I have two questions: How common is this
twin-fetish thing? And where’s the incest line? This girl says she
wants to see my brother and me kiss, but I don’t want to do that if it
crosses the incest line.
A Nervous Twin
It’s amazing how quickly “confusion and
disgust” at a proposed position/kink/sibling-combo-platter morphs into
“comprehension and desire” when someone with come-fuck-me
eyes/tits/asscheeks, etc., does the propositioning. Bill O’Reilly wants
to rub falafels on your tits? You’re on the phone with your lawyer.
Milo Ventimiglia wants to rub falafels on your tits? You’re in your
kitchen mashing up chickpeas in your underwear.
Anyway, how common is the twin-fetish thing?
Common enough for beer and chewing-gum companies to market their
products exploiting your kind, ANT, and, in a related development,
common enough to have its very own porn genre. Rest assured that you
and your brother are going to receive proposals like this one so long
as you insist on being young and attractive and identical. (With the
notable exception of Viola and Sebastian, fraternal twins aren’t nearly
as compelling.)
As to where you should draw the “incest
line,” well, different people draw that line in different places.
Personally, I feel there’s something vaguely incestuous about being in
the same time zone when one of my siblings is getting it on with
someone—hell, I’m uncomfortable being in the same time zone when
one of my siblings is showering. So you’ll have to look inside
yourself, ANT, and then look at the outside of that smoking-hot girl
again, before you can decide where to draw that line.
But I’m sure I speak for everyone out there
reading this column when I say this: If you decide to go ahead with
this threesome, whether it includes incestuous twin tongue kisses or
not, we all wanna see the video on XTube.
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