Never flirt with another guy when you're on a dinner date. It's rude and tacky and reinforces the stereotype that gay men are pigs. Do the respectable thing and follow him into the bathroom for a quickie when your date's ordering dessert or paying the check.
One of the things I love most about our digital, global age is the ability to connect with people around the world so easily. If you don't use social apps as a sexual hookup tool but a genuine place to make new friends, you can meet the most interesting people!
I've reached a conclusion: I'm not gay. Oh, don't misunderstand me. I am definitely homosexual, 100-percent. Honey, I loves me some big, juicy mens. I just don't have the trappings to be a 21st-century gay. I am what I think of as "post-gay."
I am an island slowly opening up and being shown that true beauty is in vulnerability. It's loving and being loved. It's in the eyes of that little shelter dog who teaches me every day that the meaning of life is in this moment right now.
The year following graduation was a bit of a lost one as I tried to finally come to terms with my new identity. But nothing really clicked until I got a job at Next Magazine. Suddenly, my world had direction.
We sure as hell don't introduce our sister's husband as her "friend." So please don't do it to me. When you do, you are ignoring all the other aspects of my relationship. You are diminishing, demeaning and desexualizing what I have with my partner, and it really makes me mad.