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I’m a 25-year-old gay male with a foot fetish. I have a wonderful boyfriend who lets me indulge by rubbing his feet. When I brought him home to meet the folks, at one point he took his shoes off and casually rested his feet in my lap while sitting in the living room with my parents. I felt really weird about rubbing his feet with my parents looking on. My boyfriend thinks I shouldn’t worry because my parents don’t know about my kink and a foot rub looks innocent enough. Am I right to feel weird about this?

Bear Foot Fetishist

Let’s say your parents ran across shitloads of gay foot-fetish porn on your computer when you were still a teenager. Are your mom and dad the kind of open-minded, sexually progressive parents who would ruin your sex life forever by initiating a mortifying conversation about what they found? Or are they kind of closed-minded, sexually inhibited parents who would do the right thing and never, ever mention what they found? Hopefully the latter.

So it’s entirely possible that your parents do know about your kink, and that they were deeply weirded out when your new boyfriend went out of his way to give you a boner while they were sitting there. For all you know, your parents are at home right now questioning your judgment and wondering how they can get out of inviting your boyfriend for Thanksgiving without seeming like homophobes.

And speaking of questionable judgment: I’ve watched a lot of hot boys from small towns wash up in my urban hellhole over the years. These boys typically leverage their good looks to get jobs making coffee/burritos/drinks/whatever, and then, over the course of a year or two, throw their good looks away with the assistance of booze, cigarettes, tattoo artists and professional piercers. I get it: Nothing stays the same, all things die and these guys aren’t trying to earn social or sexual currency with the old fags in the hood.

But there’s this one waiter/barista/bartender/whatever who works in a place near my office – I’m not going to say exactly what he does – who, having already gone in for full tattoo sleeves on both arms, recently stuck a pair of plugs in his earlobes. His plugs are moderately sized, but I worry that they’re going to get bigger and bigger until this boy – who’s just so damn lovely – turns his earlobes into earlabia. (That’s what they look like when people walk around without the plugs in.)

They’re not my ears, I realize, and this boy, like all the other hipster boys, can do what he likes with his own earlobes. But earlabia don’t look good on anybody. Please make a note of it, hipster boys.

I’m a 20-year-old female. I’m sure you’ve addressed this qualm many times: I’m wondering if it’s bad that I use porn to masturbate. I can pleasure myself without porn, but I enjoy it more when I do. I feel bad after I do it. Is it bad? Should I stop?

Worried Porn Girl

Not bad, don’t stop.

You should, however, be a conscientious female girl porn consumer. Superstar sex writer Violet Blue does an amazing job covering and uncovering porn that’s nonexploitative and female-girl-positive/female-girl-created, and reading Violet will help cure you of that niggling case of postorgasmic porn shame you’ve got. (For the record: Straight porn created by and for men can be female-girl-positive, too.) Read Violet at tinynibbles.com.

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