There’s a commonly held belief that men are always thinking about sex. Always. I actually think women think about sex almost as often, though not necessarily in the same ways. But another accepted belief is that dudes would have sex all the time, if given the choice — I wasn’t sure if that was true, so I decided to needle the guys on my IM about these two topics — how often they’d like to do it and how often they’re thinking about doing it. While I wasn’t entirely surprised by their answers, I was fascinated. Find out why, after the jump… Keep reading »
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A Note On Playing It Safe: The Frisky thinks safe sex is smart sex – so please practice it in the way that’s right for your relationship.
So, NPR posted a story saying that condom-less sex is the new engagement ring, because going bareback shows the same or similar kind of intimacy and trust and commitment that traditional marriage does. I see their point, though the man-friend and I dropped the connies well before we got engaged — but only when we’d agreed to be monogamous and had done the all important STD-tests etc. Over at fellow lady blog Jezebel, outgoing Features Editor Moe says about sex without a condom:
“…here is the irrefutable: it feels awesome. Maybe that is because I have only really engaged in bareback sex with the types of dudes who don’t fear HPV and whose diseases I don’t particularly fear, because the worst thing I can think of about most of them is the ensuing lifetime of awkward conversations…”
In other words, sex with condoms sucks, the worst that could happen to me if I go without condoms with a dude is maybe I could get pregnant or get HPV or “diseases I don’t particularly fear” and of having those diseases, the worst part is having awkward conversations with future sex partners. There is so much that is ridiculous about that statement, but I’m not in the business of ripping people apart for their personal sexual choices.
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I have thousands and thousands of digital photos on my computer and maybe three photos actually framed in my apartment. Why? Because I’ve been lazy about getting my favorite photos developed. While digital cameras are awesome for the sheer immediate gratification factor, they also have contributed to the lack of long term appreciation for those same memories. Therefore, while there’s still a few days left in 2008, go through your Flickr, Picasa, and iPhoto albums and select some of your favorite images from the last year and order prints! Give your apartment a much needed dose of homeyness by displaying those memories to appreciate on a daily basis.
It’s an exciting week! We’ve got not one but two new additions to the “Guys On Our IM” roster (including one of our boys at AskMen.com), each desperate to wow your lady skulls with their revelations on the male psyche, sex drive, and beating heart. This week, I broke ‘em in hard, asking them to confess how they really feel when they aren’t able to make a sexual partner climax. Depressed? Suicidal? Meh? Sadistically happy? Find out, after the jump! Keep reading »
Emotional cripples. Religious zealots. Man-babies. My recent dating roster could serve as a police lineup of degenerates, liars, and serious letdowns. Naturally, I’m hypersensitive to red flags these days. So when a guy I’m interested in tells me that he’s a “bisexual,” shouldn’t I run? Perhaps. But once I got the initial panic out of the way (OK, I called my friend and frantically yelled, “911! 911!”), I let his confession marinate. Then I decided I’m not going anywhere. Or, if I do, it’ll have nothing to do with his half-gayness.
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To any guys reading this post — this is indeed a conversation most women have in their lifetime with their friends. We are fascinated by that thing dangling between your legs. What it feels like there, how pants fit comfortably, what it’s like when you’re standing at a urinal and are tempted to glance at the dude next to you. And yes, what it feels like to have sex with one of us. So with that in mind, I polled some of the ladies I know to find out what exactly they would do if they had a manhood for a moment, a schlong for a spell, a willie for a week, a d–k for a day — above is the convo that Sexpert Lindsay and I had over IM, and the rest are after the jump. But one thing I’m wondering of you — do guys ever theorize about what they would do if they had a vagina? Keep reading »
Yet another Stupid Study That Pretends To Reveal Something Interesting, But Doesn’t has been released, and claims that women “feel sexiest” at age 34. That seems to be the median age between when women are having the most sex (in their late 20′s) and when they’re enjoying sex the most (in their 40′s). I don’t know anyone who is exactly 34, so I couldn’t fact check the validity of this study, but it did get me thinking about ages and general life enjoyment. Aside from the totally awesome years in my childhood, I think that my 28th year was both the best year of my life and the worst. I started The Frisky and got engaged. Then, of course, I also had that engagement end because my fiance (who is also probably have the best/worst year of his life) decided to have an existential quarter-life crisis. I hope 29 is less bi-polar. What was the best/worst year of your life and why? Keep reading »