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FREE SEX: WELCOME TO MY SEXY WORLD

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FREE SEX

Welcome to my sexy world

By Peter “Pony” Clement

 

When I thought about what I want to write about for my first AntiTwink.com sex column, I started by thinking about the kind of column I didn't want to write.

 

A few names come to mind when one thinks "sex columnist." The most famous, Carrie Bradshaw, is the no brainer response. Dan Savage answers the "Dear Dan, I think my boyfriend is gay…" type questions we all have at some point in his Savage Love advice column.

 

So what do I want to achieve by writing this column? I have always been the guy who talks about sex within the first five minutes of meeting someone. People open up to me and tell me things that they wouldn't normally tell someone they met five minutes ago. I was the go-to guy for all things sex-related in high school and college because I was so open about myself sexually. 

 

Boys will be boys. The time-tested adage from so many generations ago still stands true. Men think about sex constantly. It’s human nature. I do. You do. Your dad does. If you say you don't, you're a very bad liar. These carnal desires do not mean that we have one track minds. It just means that we spend a fair amount of mental—as well as physical—energy contemplating even the most mundane of sexual scenarios. And more often than not, acting on them. It affects our work, our families, our bank accounts, and most importantly our health. Just think about the rapidly growing number of men and women with HIV and other STDs in this city. And here I promised myself I wouldn't be too morbid in my first column!

 

The thing is, sometimes we feel powerless to our desires, to what we want and who we are at the core of our humanity. Not that that excuses plain stupidity, but we've all been there. At one point or another, we’ve all looked back on a random tryst or a slutty weekend in P-Town, thinking, "Wow, I was so stupid! What was I thinking?" You know the feeling. And again, if you play innocent, you're either a twelve year old, and probably shouldn't be reading this or you're a really bad fucking liar. Like I said, boys will be boys. 

 

Not that women are exempt from the same issues, but for this post I wanted to address the guys, specifically. I'll get to you ladies later. Don't think your libidinous ways get past me!

 

Twice a month in this column, I hope to inspire thoughts, questions, debate, and concerns about the things that we experience in our relationships. I hope to open doors of communication amongst each other, and with ourselves. And don't forget your sense of humor. We are all in the same boat here. Let’s make out. Let’s fuck! Let’s talk about it over coffee with our best friends. Oh wait, that's a different NYC girl talking about her man problems. Oh fuck it, let's talk about it with our best friends and strangers on the Internet. 

 

Feel free to send love mail, hate mail, questions, concerns, whatever, to me, Pony, at: ponyboypc@gmail.com

 

 


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