I have an awesome relationship with an awesome guy. He loves me and takes care of me. I’m GGG and he’s vanilla. I only draw the line at poop, animals and children. But he’s never asked me for anything other than vanilla sex. Which is why I don’t know what to do. I went downstairs late the other night, and he was sitting on the couch masturbating while stroking the cat, which was sitting on his chest. The cat was sitting ON him, Dan, WHILE he was yanking himself. I don’t know if he saw me. I went right back upstairs and went to bed. In the morning, he acted like nothing happened. Now I don’t know what to do. Confront him? Get him help? Get rid of the cat?
Can’t Analyze This
Pets want to be petted, and some pets are pushy about getting their pet on. Bearing that in mind, CAT, I want you to pick the two likeliest scenarios out of these four options:
A. Your boyfriend is attracted to your cat.
B. Your awesome boyfriend—unlike so many other boyfriends—is capable of doing two things at once.
C. Your boyfriend fantasizes about fucking the Almond Roca out of your cat’s ass.
D. Your awesome boyfriend needed to rub one out and he was considerate enough to slip out of bed and go downstairs—so as not to wake you (he’s awesome like that)—and there he was, lying back on the couch, concentrating on the task at hand, when the cat jumped up on his chest.
Now, you were there, CAT, and I wasn’t, which means you’re in a much better position to judge. But I think B and D are the likeliest scenarios: Your boyfriend was having a wank when the cat jumped on him, for a few moments he divided his attentions between stroking the cat and stroking himself—those moments you were unlucky enough to witness—and at some point he pushed the cat off his chest and turned back to the task at hand.
But, again, you were there, CAT, I wasn’t. So did it look like your boyfriend was masturbating about the cat, with the cat, or at the cat? Or did it look like your boyfriend was masturbating in the immediate vicinity of the cat? These are questions that only you can answer.
And here’s a question that only your boyfriend can answer, CAT, and I think you should put it to him: “I came down the other night and you were beating off with the cat sitting on your chest—what was that about?”
And here’s the answer you’re likely to get: “I was jerking it and the cat jumped up on me and I petted her for a minute mid-wank—but I didn’t want to lose my hard-on and have to start all over, so the part of my brain that regulates higher boner function instructed my right hand to go into erection-maintenance mode. But I wasn’t perving on the cat, honey, I swear.”
Your awesome boyfriend will say that even if he was perving on the cat, CAT. But if he has the decency and good sense to lie to you about it, you should have the decency and good sense to pretend to believe him.
I’m a 25-year-old straight male who’s into big-dick porn. I’m not into the dicks per se, Dan. It’s the domination and dirty-talk aspects of big-dick porn that turn me on, i.e., hearing a woman say things like, “That’s huge!”; “Stop!”; “You’re too big for me!” I’m not too bad off down there, but I want more. Significantly more. Do you have any recommendations on enlargement techniques? Pumps, pills, whatever? I have a partner who is sub and very GGG. I would really like to be able to play these fantasies out, but I know nothing of the feasibility.
An Enlarging Problem
There’s nothing you can do to make your dick bigger. Pills only waste your money, pumps only bruise your dick. (Yes, a pump can make your dick look a little bigger, temporarily, but your temporarily bigger dick will also be a whole lot softer, AEP, and what’s the use of that?) Your only options for safely exploring your big-dick fantasies are strap-ons (not just for dykes anymore) and cock extenders (hollow dildos that a guy can wear on his dick). You’ll find a nice selection of cock extenders here: tinyurl.com/cockextend.
Finally, AEP, I trust that you stop when your girlfriend—or any woman—says, “Stop!” unless you and your partner have pre-agreed to a safe word that (1) isn’t “stop” but means “stop” and (2) allows her scream, “Stop!” to her heart’s content.
I agree with almost everything you say, Dan, but I have one complaint: You have made several comments over the years bashing meth users! I know, I know—meth has a bad reputation. But people used to say that smoking pot caused insanity! Don’t believe the hype! Being a meth addict is not good, but occasional use never hurt anyone. I only do it maybe five times a year, and unlike what you see in anti-meth ads, I’m not crazy, I don’t have holes in my skin and I’m not a junkie. Instead, I’m a straight-A female student from a wealthy suburban family. You know when I really like to get some meth? Around finals, so that I have lots of extra time to study. Stop bashing meth, Dan!
Occasional Meth User
Your pot analogy is a big fail, OMU: Different drugs have different risks, to say nothing of different chemical compositions and psychotropic effects. That anti-drug crusaders overstated the dangers of marijuana to advance their anti-hippie, pro-incarceration or blatantly racist political agendas does not prove that meth is safe. Meth, unlike pot, is highly addictive. While there’s no such thing as a fatal dose of pot, there is such a thing as a fatal dose of meth. And while abusing pot—and pot can be abused—makes a person lethargic and lardy, abusing meth makes a person crazy and dead.