My boyfriend and I have a great relationship. He loves my
blowjobs, but he will not kiss me if I have his come in my mouth. It
grosses him out. We have talked about this, and he won’t even try. I
have no problem if he kisses me after going down on me. I just want him
to try. Is there something wrong with asking him to taste himself? I do
it and love it.
Missing Kisses
It’s funny your question — with its hint of gay panic —
should arrive today. I’ve been on vacation all week snowboarding in
beautiful British Columbia, and what I enjoy most is watching the
straight boys who refuse to sit four to a chairlift. They want to ride
up alone or ride up two at a time on a four-seater with two empty seats
between ’em. They seem to think gayness can be contracted through
thigh-to-thigh contact.
Now there’s kissing someone with your come on her breath and then
there’s kissing someone with your come in her mouth. It sounds like
you’re interested in the latter, which makes it sound like you’re
interested in passing some of your boyfriend’s load into his mouth
— i.e., snowballing — and not simply being rewarded with a
kiss for a blowjob well-done. And that’s an entirely different wad of
spunk.
Just because you enjoy tasting yourself on his lips, doesn’t mean
your boyfriend will enjoy mouthing his own load. First, there’s a
significant difference in volume and consistency between you kissing
his glazed lips and him eating his own spunk. And then there’s this:
After a woman comes, she’s still in a groove, still cranked up. After
ejaculating, a man is essentially uncranked. He’s not capable of
another orgasm (not right away, anyway) — he’s been knocked out
of his groove. So even if snowballing appeals to a man as you’re
blowing him, it might not after he comes.
Some men are afraid of tasting their own come because they believe
that doing so, like sitting too close on a chairlift, can turn a guy
gay. And it’s not an unreasonable fear because, judging from my mail, a
lot of women are convinced that any man who would taste his own come
must secretly be gay. It’s possible that your boyfriend is dying to
taste himself, MK, but, like the boys on the chairlifts, is afraid of
getting a reputation if he goes ahead with this and you blab about it
to your friends.
I am at a heavy-metal show at a dive bar as I write this. There
are tons of guys I consider hot here, 98 percent of whom, I’m sure, are
straight. But I got a vibe off this one guy. This is such a macho
environment, though, that there’s a considerable amount of danger in
asking the question, “So, you gay?”
Since you are the king of “santorum” and “pegging” and
“saddlebacking,” I thought maybe you could invent a secret question for
masculine gay men in masculine environments. Can you declare the
official secret are-you-a-masculine-gay-guy question?
Men Are Cute Hot Objects
The best I could come up with on my own, MACHO, was this: “A Little
Night Music — original Broadway cast recording or original London
cast?” But that line will get your ass kicked in a lot of gay bars. So
let’s toss this out to my readers, the folks who came up with the
definitions for “santorum,” “pegging,” and “saddlebacking”: Okay, gang,
we’re looking for an innocuous question that (1) all fags everywhere
would know the answer to but (2) no straight guys anywhere would. My
long-suffering interns await your suggested questions at ma**@********ve.net.
I had to refrain from opening this with “Hey, Asshole!” (oops,
guess I kind of just did) after reading your advice to Sex Best One On
One, the woman who married a man who warned her that he could not be
monogamous and who then realized she couldn’t share him. While I agree
with your assessment of SBOOO’s husband — up-front, honest
— your assessment of SBOOO is obviously influenced by your need
to have a good rant at polyamory-unfriendly marriage counselors,
family, friends, and the world at large. SBOOO does not have to
apologize for who she is (not as willing to do long-term nonmonogamy as
previously thought) to elitist, more-liberated-than-thou jerk-offs
(hint: you!) after giving it a good fucking try (twelve times!). Pun
intended.
Loving Toronto Reader
I am a polyamorist. I am always up-front with my partners about
this, especially if I want to get serious with them. So many people
seem to say that they are fine with it out of some kind of misguided
assumption that they can eventually change my mind. You know,
“Polyamory isn’t real; it’s just a phase!”
I just wanted to say thank you for your reply to SBOOO! I
couldn’t have said it better. Just like you said, counselors (and
family members) always see the polyamorist as the bad guy, unreasonably
refusing to take the simple easy route of strict monogamy. It was nice
to finally have someone stand up for us. Is there any group you’d like
me to donate to as a more concrete symbol of my appreciation?
Longtime Fan
Some folks think I was too hard on SBOOO, some think I was just hard
enough. I intentionally came down hard to compensate for the vast and
overwhelming majority of advice professionals who would, per LF, side
aggressively with her because a nonmonogamous partner is always
perceived as the bad guy.
I am not biased toward nonmonogamy. But I do think monogamous people
should be with each other and should refrain from marrying folks who
are self-aware enough to inform them in advance that they don’t think
they’re capable of being monogamous.
Some folks who wrote in about my advice for SBOOO raised a good
point: I should have come down on the husband as well. If nonmonogamy
was a deal breaker for him, then he was a fool to marry SBOOO before
verifying her ability to be nonmonogamous. So, SBOOO’s husband? You’re
an idiot, too.
Finally, LF, I’m always happy to see money go to Planned
Parenthood.
