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SEX ON THURSDAY | The Art of Kissing

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A year ago, give or take, I was hooking up with this guy at a public park in the middle of the night. How we got there doesn’t matter — partially because I forget why we ended up there — but alas, that was the setting. We made out on a park bench for about an hour before this man had the audacity to tell me that he was getting bored. 

I remember cocking my head to the side, my brow knitting together in confusion. Surely this boy was not getting bored of me, or of the slightly creepy ambiance we had found ourselves in. When I asked him how he could possibly be bored, he told me that it was because all we were doing was kissing. 

Even with his clarification, my confusion wasn’t resolved. Making out is the best thing that humans ever figured out how to do. Kissing, period, is the best thing that has happened to society since men stopped living as nomads and started kissing everyone in their primitive little settlements.

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SEX ON THURSDAY | A First Time for Everything

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When I entered college, I scoured the internet for rules on hooking up.  From looking up how to properly give a blowjob to how to not be so awkward, I tried to compensate for the fact that I had negligible experience (the boys in my specialized high school were unattractive, okay). Nothing could really prepare me for reality: First times are learning experiences, and sometimes you can’t know how to do first times until after you’ve done them. First Hook Up
My first real hookup, not including kissing a friend in preparation for a date, was a boy I went to prom with fresh out of a recently failed relationship. We went from zero to almost 100 (unreciprocated oral sex but not in the direction you’d think) with his mom dropping by the basement room about every 20 minutes. It wasn’t a great time, neither of us knew what we were doing.

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SEX ON THURSDAY | First Everythings

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I don’t view myself as super sexually well-versed, but I thought I had enough experience under my belt that I would know what I’m doing. I didn’t expect to get nervous, scared or uncomfortable hooking up with someone because I believed I had already worked through the majority of my firsts. But as it turns out, everytime I’m with someone new, it’s like a first time all over again. That’s not a bad thing, but as I’ve had more firsts in the last few weeks, it caught me off guard and left me a little confused. And the more I thought about my most recent first, the more I thought about all of my firsts.