We think we have a rough idea of how porn movies work: actors shoot dozens of films a week, everyone’s on drugs all the time, corny music plays constantly, etc. We’ve gone deeper (giggle) into the world of porn with this piece about life as a male porn star. But that man was controlling the dick — who controls the man who controls the dick? Some questions need answers. So we sat down with “Reno Nevada,” a man who found himself thrown unwittingly into the role of porn director several years ago. Here’s what he learned making his first (and only) filmic masturbatory aid. Read More On Cracked…
I’ve never really understood the appeal or the logistics of having sex in the ocean, but now I genuinely have a reason to fear doing the deed in the sea: a couple having sex off the coast of Italy reportedly became stuck together because of SUCTION (!!!) and actually had to go to the emergency room to be separated. WHAT?! Keep reading »
Meet Sara X, who has INSANE pec strength and can percuss her boobs to Mozart. As usual, I have questions:
What is this?
How is this even possible?
How much does each boob weigh? Keep reading »
I have as many hangups about Cosmopolitan as the next feminist, but I love editor-in-chief Joanna Coles’ mission to make the magazine and its website a more well-rounded read. In an interview with NPR this morning, Coles, who has been in the position just two years, made it clear that she actually gives a damn about heavier topics like across-the-aisle politics and reproductive rights. She also pointedly defended a woman’s right to be a multi-faceted person who cares about both serious issues and lighter things in life (what a novel concept). Emily Ratajkowski of “Gone Girl” (and the “Blurred Lines” video) is on the cover of this month’s issue baring lots of skin, but the magazine also includes a lengthy article advising women on how to ask for a raise. To me, that seemed pretty cool — why shouldn’t a Cosmo reader be able to enjoy her sexuality and still kick ass in her professional life? This exchange followed, which Coles defended like a boss: Keep reading »
Most people have sex in the pedestrian enclaves of their bedroom, on a Wednesday night, after prime-time television but before “The Daily Show.” It’s a simple affair, but it’s beautiful, because it works. The bedroom is a safe space with ALL the creature comforts you want when you’re doing it: clean sheets, water in plentiful abundance, all the lube you’d ever need, and at the end of everything, a bathroom you can scurry to when the deed is done so you don’t get a bladder or yeast infection. For most, this kind of sexual adventurousness is fine. There are some, however, that comb this earth, armed with a sexual bucket list, intent on doing it in any space two people can feasibly fit. If you find yourself with one of these sexual Lewis and Clarks, be prepared. Arm yourself with this list of places to have sex, ranked from best to worst, and be ready to face whatever challenge they’ve got in mind head on. Keep reading »