I might have a little bit of dick envy. — The first time the idea of wearing a strap on was brought up, I was lying in bed with my then-girlfriend, Jessica. It was late, and the lights were off, and we were holding each other. It was the post-sex cuddle and talk, one of my favorite things about that…

#2 Whisper all your desires. — As someone who had a hard time getting to a space where I could feel comfortable talking dirty to my partner, I often find myself resting on the same few phrases when getting it on. …

Only a mere sixty minutes apart. — Recently, late one night, I was having a conversation with Mr. Midwest, my sometimes friend with benefits that would come over to hang out and make out. We were talking about our desires to not be coupled up and our past experiences with casual sex. …

You have the right to get off, too. — There is that moment when you’re in bed with someone, and for whatever reason, you know that it’s not going to happen. …

Slap me in the face and tell me I’m yours. — I got out of bed to wash my face, the first thing I try to do each morning. The tank top I was wearing was cut low, exposing the tops of my breasts and the bruises from the night before. …

Stigmas, taboos, and shame. — The first time I tried anal sex, I hated it. Not only was it painful and done without much lube, but the way my boyfriend at the time treated the whole situation made it so much worse. …

If it feels right, it feels right. — Have you ever been on a really good first date? The kind that you feel a connection almost from the first instant you lock eyes with them. You sit across the table from them at dinner and can feel the heat in the air between you. …

He’ll love it so much, he’ll beg you for more. — Recently, I wrote an article that was title very similar to this one, only for women. The idea came to me when I found myself skipping the foreplay scenes at the begging of the porn videos I was watching. …

There is more to it than knowing the right moment to pull out. — It had been weeks since I’d seen my ex-boyfriend, D. We’d been sexting on and off the entire time, the heat between us mounting into a burning fire I could feel from miles away. As I drove to meet up with him, I couldn’t keep my mind off of the…