I met my girlfriend about
three months ago on a social-networking website. The pictures made her
look attractive and in shape. We texted each other nonstop for the
first three months. This past weekend we met, and she didn’t look
anything like her pictures. However, we did still have sex twice. I’m
about to start my freshman year in college, and I do not want to be
tied down going into school. Breaking up with her will break her heart
into pieces. I have no clue what I should do.
Epic State Of Confusion
You didn’t meet your girlfriend three
months ago, ESOC, you met this girl last weekend. And if she
expects a lifetime commitment after posting misleading photos and
exchanging text messages and a single weekend of sex, she isn’t just
asking to have her heart broken, her heart needs breaking. So
you’ll have to...
...after posting misleading photos and
exchanging text messages and a single weekend of sex, she isn’t just
asking to have her heart broken, her heart needs breaking. So
you’ll have to break it for her, ESOC, unless you’re prepared to be
with this woman for the next six or seven decades.
She’ll conclude that the breakup has
something to do with her looks, of course, and that fact will make your
rejection hurt all the worse. Good. She set herself up for rejection
when she posted misleading photographs on that social-networking
website and forged an emotional connection with you under what amounts
to false pretenses. Your rejection may convince her to post
more-representative photos—honest photos—in the future.
Anyone looking for sex partners online is
free, of course, to post misleading photos of mysterious provenance.
But those who do this have no one to blame for their hurt feelings but
themselves. If I may paraphrase the caption under a famous New
Yorker cartoon: On the internet, no one knows—or has to
know—that you’re a dog. But when chatting becomes cyberdating,
when romance may be in the offing, and a face-to-face meeting becomes
inevitable, an exchange of better photos—or at least
more-representative photos—is simple common sense and common
courtesy.
And here’s where you went wrong, ESOC: You
fucked this girl. She naturally interpreted your willingness to fuck
her as a sign that you didn’t care about the discrepancy between her
photos and her actual appearance. It’s going to make the rejection she
has coming more devastating than it needed to be.
I’m a gay male in my late 20s
and a survivor of testicular cancer. I count myself lucky, but I’m
still down a testicle. I’m also coming out of a five-year relationship.
I’m now concerned about how much a set of balls counts in the gay
community. I am not getting one of those ridiculous ball implants. I
just want to make sure I don’t freak out any of my future partners.
However, discussing cancer during a first date or in dance clubs seems
to be sort of a turnoff. Tips?
Half The Man I Used To Be
Since having one ball isn’t going to place
your sex partners at any risk of anything or hamper your sexual
performance in any way, I don’t think you’re obligated to disclose
until you get home from the movie or the club and you’re rolling around
on the couch and making out. When hands start reaching for zippers, say
something like this: “Just so you know, I’ve only got one ball. Long
story, and I’ll tell you all about it later. And I only have one dick,
too—but you only have one throat, so we’ll find a way to make
this work.”
There may be a handful of gay guys out there
who won’t want to date a guy with one ball, and they’ll make their
excuses and refrain from seeing you again. But so long as you’re not an
insecure, tormented bag of slop always bemoaning his half-empty sack,
it shouldn’t interfere with your love life.
A wonderful guy I’ve known
since grade school zoomed in and became my lover after a devastating
divorce. He’s a tiger in bed, sweet and respectful, and an overall
terrific guy. The problem? I’ve always been considered a “knockout,”
while my lover is “different” looking. I love him even more for it. But
what do I say to assholes who ask questions like “What are you doing
with him?” It’s usually one of his “friends”—and they’ll say it
right in front of him.
My Boyfriend’s Not A Loser
“What am I doing with him? I’m doing all I
can to keep his nuts drained—basically, I’m doing for him what
your right hand does for you.”
I have been with my girlfriend
for nearly four years now. We are both 23. We are in love, but I want
to have sex with other people—with girls and with guys. I was a
virgin when I met her, but she had been with a few other guys. I have
brought up threesomes, and she seems fine with the idea and talking
about it turns her on. But she also says she doesn’t want me to have
sex with any other girls, only her, but a guy would be fine.
What Should I Do?
Find a guy you wanna fuck, WSID, check in
with the girlfriend, have a conversation about health and safety and
primacy (she’ll always come first), and ask if she wants to have an MFM
threesome. Then go fuck the guy. If you fuck the guy alone, check in
with the girlfriend before and after. If you fuck him together—if
you have that threesome—check in with the girlfriend before,
during, and after.
Then once you’ve shown the girlfriend that
you’re capable of sleeping with other people without being
irresponsible, unsafe, or insensitive, WSID, she
might—might—give you the okay to fuck another girl
sometime. The odds are even better if she fucks another guy with or in
front of you and realizes that, just as she had sex with another man
without feeling any less attracted or attached to you, you could have
sex with another woman without feeling any less attracted or attached
to her.
So a friend of mine and I have
been having a debate. She’s a lesbian, and she’s certain that there is
no possible way that she could ever contract a sexually transmitted
infection. Her logic is that fingerfucking and eating pussy are safe in
every way. But I remember taking a class on human sexuality where our
professor showed us pictures of people who contracted STIs in odd ways.
We saw a picture of a guy who had a yeast infection on his tongue from
eating a girl out (it kind of looked like cottage cheese was growing on
his tongue), and I won’t describe the picture of the guy who had
gonorrhea in his eye.
Is it possible for a lesbian to get an STI?
Or were those photos faked just to scare us?
Verification Desired
Yes, lesbians can contract STIs—from
each other, from the men some lesbian-identified women insist on
fucking, from lesbians who’ve slept with men. Skin-to-skin
contact—grinding pussies, fingerfucking—can transmit HPV,
for instance, and herpes and razor burn. Eating pussy is also a pretty
effective transmission route for herpes and HPV and gonorrhea and
syphilis and chlamydia and on and on. And if brain cancer were a
sexually transmitted infection, VD, your seriously fucked-in-the-head
friend would definitely be at risk.
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