I’ve changed a lot over the years. I used to think that when you loved someone it meant that their fears took precedence over your own. And that you should do anything to keep from hurting them.
I still have an old journal from my first semester at college (1999). It has a fabric yellow cover, » Read more
I’m Old Friends with Doubt
Like a lot of things in my life, this post almost didn’t happen.
I had a million reasons why I couldn’t write it. A lot of them are quite familiar by now: I’m a hack. No one cares what I have to say. And I can’t really write anyway. » Read more
“You two have a D/s relationship, right?” the man asks.
I stop in my tracks. Spin around. Look tentatively at my partner Justin.
“Yes,” I reply.
Justin and I are at a conference where we’re presenting together. Grabbing snacks in the hospitality suite at the end of a long day. » Read more
The worst threesome I ever had ended before it even started.
It caught me off guard how much I enjoyed kissing Derek. We’d spent some months getting to know each other, but we were mostly just friendly. Social. Hanging out with the one person we had in common.
And now that we were here sitting on his bed, » Read more
I still think fondly of Jay.
I met Jay at a student pagan gathering. When I’d called the office asking if atheists were welcome (how I identified at the time), I was assured that they were completely interfaith. Even practitioners of Abrahamic religions were encouraged to attend.
But I noted as soon as I arrived that I was surrounded by Wiccans. » Read more
“There,” I said, wrapping a thick bundle of duct tape around both our wrists.
“Duct tape?” Matt said. “But it bonds to the skin.”
“I know,” I said. “It just means we’ll have to go fast.”
He shuddered as I sank down onto him.
I’d started dating Matt because of a promise I’d made to myself. » Read more
I’ll never forget that night. November 1999, my first semester of college.
I had gone to a party hosted by the music frat. I knew a lot of people there because I played in the jazz ensemble and orchestra, even though I wasn’t in any Greek groups. I was there with J, this beautiful genderqueer boy I had met through the atheist group on campus (having become quite enamored with secular ethics), » Read more