Author: Sanura Ubutt

  • LXVIII. The Guy Who Sent Me A Venmo Request

    “This Is Not The Bachelor. And I Don’t Have To Kiss Your Ass For A Rose”– Phaedra Parks – Call me old-fashioned, but I HATE splitting the bill on the first date. I believe the person who initiates the first date should offer to pay for, at the very least, the first date. Fuck the traditional gender norm; if…

  • LXVII. The Guy Whom I Blew In The Woods (Harley-Davidson Guy: Part I)

    “It was good to put your weight on someone else, even if it was just for a short while” – Douglas Stuart, Young Mungo – The appeal of living dangerously is the myriad possibilities of captivating stories you can retell. Fortunately for you, I love doing things for the plot.

  • LXVI. The Guy Whom I Took To The Hotel Lobby Bathroom In Singapore

    “What happened to ‘Hello’, ‘How are you?’, ‘My name is’. What happened to that?” – Shereé Whitfield – We’ve all been in a situation where we’re on vacation with people who are not supportive of our hoe lifestyle. It’s especially tricky when you’re sharing a room and have no safe space to properly get plowed…

  • LXV. The Guy With The Barong Tattoo

    “Too much joy, I swear, is lost in our desperation to keep it.” – Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous – One of my biggest turn-offs is a horrible texter. If I write you an eloquent narrative on how I want you to finger my hole and your response is only “lol,” it’s over between us.…

  • LXIV. The Guy Who Came Too Early (First Gay Crush Series: Part III)

    “Sometimes you just jump and hope it’s not a cliff” – Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue – With enough luck, the universe might introduce you to a man with a beauty that surpasses age and time. He pleasantly surprises you as your conversations flow naturally, as if you have known this person forever.…

  • Grindr in Indonesia

    After moving back home to Indonesia and living here for a while now, I have experienced the ups and, mostly, downs of being an avid Grindr user. Before I continue, let me preface this by saying that people can use the social networking app however they want to. And on a few tremendously rare occasions,…

  • A Broken Flashlight

    The lies, the screams, the smokes in the airThe bathroom floor was once our sacred groundTainted by a naked man in a white towelEmpty promises armored you in the battlegroundIn a field of dying bluebonnets All I could hear was a deafening soundOf amassed anger and drying tearsI guess the wounded isn’t numb to a…

  • LXIV. The Seven Guys I Met In New York

    “I’m under absolutely no obligation to make sense to you.” – Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo – During a cold shower on a mediocre afternoon in lockdown, I was brave enough to dream of the post-pandemic world. I dreamed of living in a universe where the virus didn’t affect our lives anymore.…

  • LXIII. The Guy Whom I Played Beer Pong With

    “I don’t know why my body is so intent on sabotaging my brain when my brain is perfectly capable of sabotaging itself” – Alma Wheatley, The Queen’s Gambit – What makes sex awful for you? I am personally a big fan of intimacy and passion. Many people love to talk shit about the missionary position…

  • LXII. The Guy Who Made Me Leave L.A. (The ParTy Series: Part IV)

    “Maybe I’ll move away. Start somewhere new, I’ll let you have L.A.” – Gryffin feat. Katie Pearlman – I can’t pinpoint one exact reason why I wanted to leave Los Angeles. It’s a place where I began to discover the kaleidoscopic facets of my adulthood, my sexual desires, and, most importantly, love. I developed long-lasting…