Enjoy a particularly alluring peek at Jill’s upper thigh.

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I’ve never identified as submissive.  My wife is not particularly dominant.  That being said, there are times when she needs to get on top and ride, and it’s so hot that there’s no way I’ll ever say no.

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We’re back! It’s been a busy, eventful summer. Here’s one of the highlights.

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Heyyyy! TMI Tuesday time again.

1. Is your sex life more fantasy or reality?
These days, it’s probably equal parts both. While there’s a lot more reality than fantasy than has been the case over the last year and a half, there’s definitely a significant fantasy aspect owing at least in part to the fact that most of my partners are too far away to see regularly.

2. If you could hook-up with a past lover (with no repercussions or regret), who would it be and why? (No need to use real names just briefly describe the person and their relationship to you.)
This was a tough one to answer. Most of my former lovers have been good-to-amazing in bed, and any of them was a potential answer to this question. Ultimately I think I’d go with the girlfriend I had in my mid-twenties; at that age I was really good at sex, but arguably lacking in some of the confidence I possess now. I wouldn’t mind revisiting the sexual (and undeniable emotional) connection I had with this person in my current state.

3. You can only indulge in one of the following sex acts for the rest of your life, which would you choose to enjoy?
a. oral sex, only giving
b. 69
c. oral sex, only receiving
d. mutual masturbation
Wow. This is also a toughie. I enjoy all of these, but I don’t know that I can possibly choose one at the expense of the other three. I really love getting head, and I love giving it as well, possibly more. But I don’t think I could select (a) with the understanding that I’d never experience (c) ever again. I’d go with 69, but while I really do enjoy that particular act, sometimes I want to take turns and truly focus on one of us at a time. I’m inclined to go with (a) if only because that doesn’t preclude me from fingering my partner, and I’m told my fingering skills are considerable. Still, the thought of fingering without eating at the same time is pretty sad.

4. With each lover do you pay attention to what they want or do you have a repertoire that you stick to when having sex?
I realize everybody is different, so while I have a default repertoire, I try to check in with my partner and see what’s working for her, then adjust said repertoire based on her needs and desires.

5. Do you initiate sex for healthful benefits, e.g., to sleep better or relieve pain?
I suppose that I have. Not for the specific benefits stated above, but because emotional connection and release sometimes – often? – provide me significant mental health benefits.

Bonus: Do you understand the clitoris?
Probably not. I’m just glad I can find it.

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I don’t like to keep a beautiful woman waiting, but anticipation can be an exciting part of foreplay.

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Here’s the lovely Rye demonstrating a pair of thumb cuffs.

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What do ice-cream and sex have in common? We discuss both this TMI Tuesday, that’s what.

Jack’s Answers

1. If you were an ice-cream flavor, what would you be and why?
Rocky Road, because the rougher, the better. (You thought I was going to say Chubby Hubby, didn’t you?)

2. What are the best sexy skills you bring to a sexual relationship?
I’ve been thoroughly praised for my oral talents, especially when coupled with my finding-the-G-spot skills. In fact, I’m told that my cock features a curve that makes it instrumental for stroking my partner’s G-spot during missionary-position sex. Until recently, I had no idea about the aforementioned curve, but then I’ve been viewing my member from one angle for my entire life, so my perspective is limited.

3. What is the single largest problem causing you angst in your romantic relationship (current or most recent relationship)?
I’m going to go with geographic distance. Lately, Jill and I are doing much better than we have been in a very long while. We are making more of an effort to connect romantically and sexually, and when we do it’s great! If I have to come up with some source of angst within my marriage, it would probably be the fact that we rarely have the ability to go out and do things just the two of us; babysitters are in short supply, and having a high-functioning eight-year-old present is hardly conducive to romantic dates. However, this is a minor nitpick; everything else is pretty much where we need it to be. So I guess that for the purposes of highlighting a more serious problem I’ll need to examine my other relationships. All of these are long-distance, and it sucks. Make no mistake; they are incredibly fulfilling, even considering the miles that separate us. And when we are together it’s all very worth it. But holy crap, it would be so much easier if seeing one of my partners didn’t involve hopping a plane.

4. What is the best part about being in a relationship with you?
If you want a genuine answer, you’ll have to ask someone who’s in a relationship with me. I’m likely to come up with some sort of self-deprecating bullshit.

5. What is the biggest misconception that people have about you?
Probably that I’m monogamous. Because that is the default assumption, isn’t it?

Bonus: When you look at old photos of yourself, do you like what you see?
Well, that depends. The one where I’m all decked out for the Homecoming dance? Definitely. Even at seventeen I was hot as hell. But that one where I’m a toddler and my mom caught me splashing around in the (hopefully just-flushed) toilet? I like that one too; I was an adorable two-year-old. The numerous Sinful Sunday photos featuring myself in various states of undress? Love ’em. Okay, forget what I said earlier. I always like what I see.

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You’re undoubtedly familiar with He’s Just Not That Into You, Greg Behrendt and Liz Tuccillo’s 2004 New York Times bestseller and the basis for a 2009 film of the same name. Aimed at single women, the point of the book is that if the guy you’re into isn’t making any effort to pursue you, it means – that’s right – he’s just not that into you. It might sound defeatist, but it’s actually an empowering no-excuses plan for cutting romantic dead weight. That guy you’ve been talking to, who isn’t really talking back? He probably isn’t getting over a painful breakup. He’s not shy, or unused to communicating via instant messaging platforms. You aren’t going to bring him out of his shell. Stop wasting your own time.

It’s time for a sequel, though: A self-help book aimed at guys who are pursing similarly disinterested women. In fact, I suspect that this pursuit is much more widespread – certainly more insidious – than the one addressed in the aforementioned book. If you’re a woman, you’ve almost certainly experienced the phenomenon I’m about to describe, and if you’re a guy you’ve undoubtedly perpetrated it. I know I have.  Maybe you’ve done so without realizing you were being an exasperating, bothersome troglodyte, or maybe you’ve done so deliberately, for the purposes of annoying, invalidating, or otherwise breaking a woman who didn’t show you the obeisance you felt you were owed.

I’m talking about sending a woman a message – typically flirty, sometimes sexual, often while trying to arrange a hookup or while lubing up prior to a fun evening of masturbation – but receiving no reply, and then waiting a day, a week, or a month and doing it again. Same woman, same circumstances, maybe even the same introductory message.

(“Hey beautiful”, “Thinking of u”, and “Sup” are relatively uninspired examples of the category, even when sent to someone with whom you’ve got an established “messaging relationship”, i.e. this is not the first time you’ve exchanged messages. Unless you’re attracted to much different women than I, you may find greater success if you endeavor to use complete sentences and correct punctuation, or at the very least more than one syllable.)

Can you see where I’m going with this, fellas? The subject of your ardor didn’t fail to reply because her DMs are turned off. Her phone isn’t on silent because she’s been in church nonstop for the last several weeks. She hasn’t downgraded to a late ’90s flip phone to save money. She’s just not that into you. Of course, because your message was predicated not by a desire for a stable, give-and-take relationship but by the need to see a picture of her tits so you could get off, you’re far less likely to heed my advice than readers of Behrendt and Tuccillo’s book the next time you’re on the verge of typing out another likely-to-be-ignored message.

In fact, as the title of this hypothetical book, may I suggest She’s Just Not That Into You (But You’re Going to Pursue and Annoy Her Anyway)? Because most guys are somewhat obtuse, and coupled with the male entitlement most of us are raised to believe is simply correct behavior, I see no reason to believe that the male collective is actually going to be helped by such a self-help book.

This book would adopt a similar no-excuses approach as the earlier one, but I hope you’re into tough love because there’s going to be a lot of that as well:

Seriously, why would you even think she’s into you? You, with your negligible hygiene, your all-encompassing misanthropy, your unwavering dedication to archaic gender roles, and your complete lack of ambition save your eight-hour-a-day Overwatch regimen. Did you think she’d be charmed by your tendency to say six semi-polite words before steering the conversation toward sex in the most explicit terms imaginable? Or was it the way you flaunt your feminist cred by insisting your dates pay their own way that you thought would win her over? I’m not saying that no woman in the world is interested in the same things you are, nor am I saying that the stench of Axe Body Spray commingling with the smell of fetid sweat couldn’t possibly be the mouthwatering aroma of romance to someone; what I am saying, however, is that if you find yourself involuntarily celibate, maybe you should do better.

Men are basically flannel shirts in the 1990s. We have flooded the market to the point that women don’t need to grab the first one that comes along. To further the economics parallel, men are poorly manufactured, and not always functional as advertised. Producers (i.e. men) must improve their product (themselves) in order to increase consumer confidence, and with it, demand. At the very least, a drastic change in marketing strategy is called for.

The average woman can theoretically take her pick of dozens of guys, many of whom can form coherent, grammatically-correct sentences, exhibit something akin to feminist values without once using the word “feminist”, correctly operate soap, shampoo, toothpaste, and deodorant; come up with better first-date ideas than “smoke weed and watch Netflix at your place”, and take decent selfies featuring pants that are (a) on and (b) buttoned and zipped up. Which is not necessarily to say you’re a creep or otherwise undesirable. It’s just that she’s looking at a stack of job applications submitted by guys who have more to offer than you do.

Maybe your personalities don’t quite click. You’re a cat person and she prefers dogs. She doesn’t like guys with your eye color. You live two subway transfers and a bus ride from her apartment. Your sexting game isn’t as on-point as the other guy she’s been talking to. She doesn’t view your in-law apartment in your parents’ basement as conducive to romance. Your casual but virulent racism and misogyny are deal-breakers.

Alternatively, maybe she isn’t writing back to you because she is overwhelmed by a barrage of horrible male behavior including but not limited to rape threats in retaliation for daring to have a career in literally any field, being called “bitch” and “cunt” for failing to reply to DMs, gaslighting, slut-shaming, victim-blaming, doxxing, the wage gap, and so many unsolicited cock shots that she could launch an internet startup called Cock Shots ‘R’ Us. It’s not all your doing; these things likely come from a variety of despicable avenues, but your overbearing, pestering need to have your existence validated by someone who may be working harder than you can fathom on a daily basis to validate her own might be the straw that broke the proverbial camel’s back.

Either way, her silence signals that she doesn’t want to have anything to do with you. Maybe it’s temporary and she’ll be back, but maybe not. She doesn’t owe you an explanation, but if you’re so dependent on the illusion of being the center of the universe that you won’t be able to sleep tonight without one, roll a twenty-sided die and choose from the following:

1-5 She and her significant other have reconciled.
6-10 She’s given up social media for religious reasons.
11-15 She’s in a tunnel and has no phone signal.
16-20 She hates you and is fucking your brother.

The bottom line is that you need to shake your feelings of entitlement and do a better job reading between the lines: If the last few weeks (or longer) worth of messages have been sent exclusively by you, give it up already; she’s moved on. (If the “messaging relationship” is in its relative infancy, replace “weeks” with “days”.) And it’s probably best that you delete the conversation in order to properly resist temptation.  She doesn’t have to come right out and tell you that she doesn’t want to talk to you; most women avoid such direct confrontation out of fear of reprisal.  I know, I know – you’re “one of the good guys”, you’d never verbally abuse her or post her personal information and pictures on Reddit, #notallmen, and whatever else.  I hear you.  But you can’t really expect her to take that at face value, can you?

If she wants to talk sex with you – or the weather, or sports, or movies – she’ll let you know; the ball is entirely in her court. So knock it the fuck off.

Hi. How are you? Are you going to play TMI Tuesday?
(Just Jack this week.)

What kind of person are you?

1. Are you addicted to any social media (twitter, instagram, snapchat, etc.)?
Not really. I’ve drastically limited my Facebook usage over the last year or so. I don’t post to or even check Snapchat (though I do have it on my phone), and my Instagram account gets a new picture uploaded once in awhile at best. That leaves Twitter, which is the social medium I use the most, and while I do tweet regularly, I don’t tweet with the sort of frequency that constitutes an addiction.

2. You know a secret about someone. What do you do with that information?
a. I keep it to yourself
b. I tell my best friend
c. I wait until they hurt me and use it as ammunition
d. I tell everyone I can, I don’t mean to, I just cannot keep a secret
I’m likely to (a) keep it to myself. If it’s a potentially dangerous secret, i.e. the possibility of self-harm or harm to others, I’ll tell the proper authorities. But generally speaking I never reveal something that somebody has told to me in confidence, and I’m not one to throw a potentially embarrassing secret back in someone’s face when they’ve hurt me; depending on the nature of the hurt, I usually just cut the person off at that point.

3. You see someone breaking the rules at work, what do you do?
a. Pretend not to see what is going on
b. Inform upper management
c. Advise the co-worker that their actions are frowned upon and can lead to job loss
d. Tell everyone else in the office what you saw
Depends on the nature of the rule that’s being broken. Has the person taken a lunch that doesn’t belong to them from the lunchroom fridge, or otherwise deliberately done something that has inconvenienced another co-worker? In that case, yeah, I’ll probably let Human Resources know. Is the person wasting paperclips, taking too long a break, or otherwise inconveniencing our employers? If so, I’ll probably pretend I’m unaware, or at most advise the co-worker of the infraction (but probably not). I realize that the person’s actions would cost the company financially and might even result in cuts up to and including my job, but the truth is that if I were one to break such a rule I’d hope the person who caught me looked the other way. Unless my mandate includes specific verbiage about ratting out my fellow employees, I’m not going to go out of my way to make enemies amongst the rank-and-file.

4. A friend has a new hairstyle that is un-becoming, and not really age-appropriate on them. They ask you how they look. What is your reply?
a. You look just fine.
b. You look much better this way.
c. OMG, you look a bit ridiculous.
d. *Silence*
I’ll probably go with (a) or better still, ask the friend if they feel confident or happy with the hairstyle. I can’t really say that I give a fuck about what’s age-appropriate, or otherwise “proper”. Want to wear a bleached-blond mullet? Pigtails suitable for Pippi Longstocking cosplay? How about a high-top fade with “Fuck the Patriarchy” buzzed into it? You do you, my friend.

5. How helpful are you at home?
a. I come home and immediately veg out on the couch/bed.
b. I cook and clean a few times a week.
c. I am extremely helpful.
d. I do what I am asked and nothing more.
I’m somewhere between (b) and (c). I cook and clean more than a few times a week, but I’m hesitant to say “I am extremely helpful” because it’s my house and I’m not doing chores to assist anyone; I do them to make my home cleaner and more orderly. “I am extremely helpful” is something I might select if I still lived with my parents, providing I was in fact extremely helpful. Though when I did live with my parents, I probably was not.

Bonus: In your opinion, what is the best city in the world? Why?
I’ve always been partial toward San Francisco, California. I could talk at length about the fantastic local cuisine, the progressive politics, and the beautiful sights both man-made and otherwise. But suffice it to say that it’s home.

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Rye‘s body is a spectacular canvas, and one I enjoy painting.

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