Every couple's toy drawer starts somewhere. For most people, that starting point is a bullet or a wand. They're the most familiar shapes in the category, the ones you'll see first in any store or search, and for good reason. But familiar doesn'
I've already told the story of the night this began, the anniversary gift that didn't go the way I planned. A vibrator, an oceanfront cottage, a fantastic first night, and then a year of silence while my wife reconciled what her body had felt against what
In Part 1, I wrote about how we started. The hesitation, the years it took, the door that closed on penetration when my ED progressed past the point of no return. This part is about where we ended up instead, and it is not a consolation prize. Anal sex is
There's almost always hesitation the first time a couple introduces something new into their intimacy, and pornography is no exception. I think that hesitation is common, maybe even universal. This is the story of how we moved through ours. A national survey on couples and pornography found that
There seems to be growing curiosity about anal sex these days, but there are some widespread misconceptions about how to actually begin. Most people whose only education on the topic comes from pornography mistakenly think that inserting a penis into an anus is the entry point, and that it will
The first time my wife and I were together, she asked me for something specific. Not something I suggested, not something we stumbled into together. She asked. It's one of the only times in our marriage she's ever requested a particular act outright, and it happened
We've used a blindfold a handful of times now, but one night stands out clearly above the rest, the night that showed us exactly what it could do. The Drive We'd had dinner with friends while back in our old hometown, staying in a hotel for
I've written before about the years my wife and I spent building comfort with watching and being watched. That comfort eventually opened a door to something else, a practice that has become one of the most sensual parts of our intimacy. This is that story. The Flight to
The word voyeurism carries a lot of baggage. Most people hear it and think of something sneaky, a peeping tom, someone watching without permission, taking something that was never offered. That version is real, and it's not what I'm writing about. What my wife and I
I was a thin kid. Looking back at old photos now, I can say it plainly: I was a good looking teenager, and for most of my teens and early twenties, I was thin. But somewhere in those years, I developed an insecurity about my body that never left me.
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For a large part of our twenty-seven years together, my wife and I lived inside a cycle. It repeated so many times that I could feel it starting before I understood what it was. It usually began small. Laying in bed, I would caress her hips a certain way,