Iâve been spending a lot of time lately thinking about myself and my sexuality and my romantic self. I can log on and easily find someone to fuck. Iâm a bear-built top guy. There are ladies in my life who choose to share their beds with me. I can find subs to tie up and torture. (Iâm kinky and bi.) What I canât find is a long-term partner. The problem is that after I fuck/sleep with/torture someone, my brain stops seeing them as sexual and moves them into the friend category. I have friends that I used to fuck regularly, that now itâs a chore to get it up for. Sure, the sex still feels good, but itâs not passionate. And when itâs all said and done, theyâre still in the âfriendâ category in my brain. Some of them have suggested being more, but Iâve recoiled. Thereâs nothing wrong with...
Always Alone
What if youâre not like most everyone else? What if this is just how your sexuality works? What if youâre wiredâemotionally, romantically, sexuallyâfor intense but brief sexual connections that blossom into wonderful friendships? And what if youâve been tricked into thinking youâre broken because the kind of successful long-term relationships your siblings and friends have are celebrated and the kind of successful short-term relationships you have are stigmatized?
If your siblings and friends want to have the kinds of relationships theyâre havingâand its possible some do notâthey will feel no inner conflict about their choices while simultaneously being showered with praise for their choices. But what are they really doing? Theyâre doing what they want, theyâre doing what makes them happy, theyâre doing what works for them romantically, emotionally, and sexually. And what are you doing? Maybe youâre doing what you want, AA, maybe youâre doing what could make you happy. So why doesnât it make you happy? Maybe because youâve been made to feel broken by a culture that holds up one relationship modelâthe partnered and preferably monogamous pairâand insists that this model is the only healthy and whole option, and that anyone who goes a different way, fucks a different way, or relates a different way is broken.
Now, itâs possible you are broken, of course, but anyone could be broken. You could be broken, I could be broken, your married siblings and friends could be broken. (Regarding your siblings and friends: Not everyone who marries and has kids wanted marriage and kids. Some no doubt wanted it, AA, but others succumbed to what was expected of them.) But hereâs a suggestion for something I want you to try, something that might make you feel better because it could very well be true: Try to accept that, for you, sexual partners and domestic/romantic partners might always be separate, and that doesnât mean youâre broken. If that self-acceptance makes you feel whole, AA, then you have your answer.
I might make a different suggestion if your brief-but-intense sexual encounters left a lot of hurt feelings in their wake. But thatâs not the case. You hook up with someone a few times, you share an intense sexual experience, and you feel a brief romantic connection to them. And when those sexual and romantic feelings subside, youâre not left with a string of bitter exes and enemies, but with a large and growing circle of good friends. Which leads me to believe that even if you arenât doing what everyone else is doing, AA, youâre clearly doing something right.
P.S. Another option if you do want to get married someday: a companionate marriage to one of your most intimate friendsâsomeone like you, AA, who also sees potential life partners and potential sex partners as two distinct categories with no overlapâand all the Grindr hookups and BDSM sessions you like with one-offs who become good friends.
I knew my little brother had an odd fascination with rubber that would likely become sexual. He would steal rubber gloves and hide them in his room, and there was a huge meltdown when our mother found a gas mask in his room when he was 12. My brother is in his 30s now and has a closet full of rubber âgearâ that he dresses in pretty much exclusively. (When heâs not at work, heâs in rubber.) All of his friends are rubber fetishists. When he travels, itâs only to fetish events where he can wear his rubber clothing publicly. He will date only other rubber fetishists, which seems to have severely limited his romantic prospects, and he posts photos of himself in rubber to his social media accounts. I read your column and I understand that kinks arenât chosen and they can be incorporated into a personâs sex life in a healthy way. But my brotherâs interest in rubber seems obsessive. Your thoughts?
Rubbered Up Baby Brotherâs Erotic Rut
If your brother was obsessed with surfing or snowboarding and built his life around chasing waves or powderâand would date only people who shared his passionâyou wouldnât have written me. Same goes if he were obsessed with pro sports, as so many straight men are, or Broadway shows, as so many gay men are. The only âproblemâ here is that your brotherâs obsession makes his dick hardâand to be clear, RUBBER, the problem is yours, not his. An erotic obsession or passion is just as legitimate as a nonerotic one. And even if I thought your brother had a problemâand I do notânothing I wrote here would result in him liking his rubber clothes, rubber buddies, or rubber fetish events any less.
Iâm a 28-year-old straight man married to a 26-year-old straight woman. My wife and I were watching a video about sex and the female orgasm, and they were talking about how, unlike men, women donât have a refractory period after orgasm. We were confused because we are almost the complete opposite. I have never experienced drowsiness, lessened sensitivity, or quickened loss of erection after orgasm. My wife, on the other hand, doesnât even like me kissing her bits after orgasm. She says they feel tender and sore afterward, and this feeling can last for hours. Is this normal?
Newlywedâs Orgasms Rarely Multiply
What you describe isnât the norm, NORM, but itâs your norm.
Most men temporarily lose interest in sex immediately after climaxing. Itâs called the refractory period, and it can last anywhere from 15 minutes (for teenagers) to 24 hours (for old-timers). Itâs a hormone thing: After a guy comes, his pituitary gland pumps prolactin into his bloodstreamâand prolactin blocks dopamine, the hormone that makes a dude horny and keeps him horny. But some men release very little prolactin and consequently have short refractory periods; a handful of men have no refractory period at all and are capable of multiple orgasms. You donât mention the ability to come again and again, but you do sound exceptional in that you donât lose your erection after you come. Your wife also sounds exceptional, NORM, since most orgasmic women are capable of having multiple orgasmsâbut most women â all women. (Iâve always loved what groundbreaking sex researcher Mary Jane Sherfey wrote in 1966: âThe more orgasms she has, the more she can haveâfor all intents and purposes, the human female is sexually insatiable.â Emphasis hers.)
But again, NORM, thereâs nothing wrong with either of you. Itâs just that your norm isnât the normâand thatâs only a problem if you choose to regard it as one.








