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There Is No Such Thing As Friendly Fire

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Keep your man away from your friends. It infuriated me to see my friend, Shawn, be a better friend to my boyfriend than to me. Shawn was too available. He was like Herpes, appearing unexpected in the middle of the night in intimate areas. A disease so gross that you’ll think twice before putting that penis in your mouth.  In a lifestyle where you are more committed to a cup of coffee...

What It’s like to Have Casual Sex?

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All around me, people are having sex:  It can be great and not so great. Sex with an ex or Rex, a complete stranger, can be good and plenty. If “sexaholics” are the new “shopaholics,” then casual sex is the new black. Is casual sex something to try on or should it be left hanging in the sale section? Some people cannot live without sex. Some need to take their potential trysts from point A...

Is it Wrong That I Want Sex on Thanksgiving?

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In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I spent three hours arguing with my ex before finally boarding the Megabus. My bitter-sweet November warranted a trip to our Nation’s Capitol where a feast awaited with my family far away from the drama in the melting pot. I reached my family’s house just in time for dinner. I was thankful for that since I hated picked over food. Dinner was delicious, although it...

I Think I’m in Love With My “Friend”

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When two souls connect, they intersect. But, when the friend zone turns into the Twilight Zone—gray areas with gay guys can leave you bent over a sofa. How can two people be so in-sync while inebriated, yet so disconnected sober? Black Bromance Neo and I met up Friday night after work for the happy hour at Gym bar. Cheap drinks combined with buy-one-get-one-free chips made this hour happier. We...

What Happens When You Play Hearts With a Stripper?

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One night against my better judgment, I decided to meet up with this stripper, Jake at his house. He mentioned that he wanted to play spades on Jack’d. I anxiously responded back after a few drinks at Nights and Weekends with a co-worker, a restaurant in Williamsburg. Photo:  Tumbex After dinner and drinks, we split a cab, so I could go home and shower for this card game. I hoped this...

Love, Lust and Lost in a Beautiful Disaster

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I was in love with a stripper and didn’t know it. I went to a New York bar called The Hangar—hanging to every word from someone I have known for five minutes—until I saw Jake. He stood by the pool table in his leather jacket. “I’m working tonight at this club in Chelsea,” he said. “You should come it’s free before 12.” I obliged. It would be irresponsible to turn down a popping party with a...

What Happened When I Met a Stranger on the Megabus?

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A boozy Megabus ride traveling from our Nation’s Capitol to the Big Apple where sex, drugs, and armed robbery consumed conversation.  “Is this seat taken?” He asked while standing over me draped in a black sweat suit circa 1990. My mother once said never talk to strangers. As a grown man, asking “Mother may I” was as foreign as the game I used to play during childhood.  Drknbuff One...

Portrait of a Bottom in the Age of Silicone

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Plastic surgery opened more doors for flat booty boys than bars. We live in a society where people are dying from illegal butt injections. How did this come to fruition? Popularity spurred on the backsides of transgenders, strippers, and sex workers. And with the appropriation of black culture in America, it’s as ubiquitous as rap music. Photo:  Albert Hicks Plump posteriors and...

Where Was Security When You Needed it?

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Gay black pride events in DC kicked off during the daytime. We met up at the Fireplace during off-peak hours. I discovered the night before, that I was barred for life. So, I snuck in during the day. What the hell I am on vacation! Jake looked exactly as I remembered clean shaven and cute.  The DL Chronicles He was the perfect companion:  flirtatious, fun, and available during the day...

Unrequited Love Forced Me to Wonderland for a Year

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