Alright kids, the sleepless nights are finally over; here are the answers you covet:

What’s your most frequent masturbatory fantasy?
Strangely, I don’t really have any regular fantasies. I can only think of a handful that I’ve “used” more than once. Of those, my two favorites are probably the one involving handcuffs(!) on the frat boy who works maintenance at my office, and my memories of Patrick’s and my time “with” two guys from North Carolina.

A fetish you’re embarassed about having?
I’m not outright embarassed about anything related to my sexuality (I’ve taught waaaaaay too many sex-ed classes for that), but I am a little uncomfortable with the fact that locker rooms can be a turn-on - including those trashy pseudo “hidden cam” videos. Must be something about a lot of naked and near-naked men stuffed in one little room…

What’s your worst sexual experience? Interpret “worst” however you’d like.
Don’t shoot me, but I can’t say I’ve had any bad sexual experiences. Really! I’ve never even been on a truly BAD date. I went on one that was mediocre and kind of boring, but every other guy I’ve dated has been really nice, sex (to the degree we did anything) included.

How big is your dick?
Sorry, I’m not posting dimensions here, but I will re-post the following excerpt from last July, when Jeff at Biologic Show asked me to be part of his Blogger Penis Monologues (sadly, I can’t find them all on Biologic Show), which was inspired by the Vagina Monologues and simnply asked bloggers to “talk about” their penises:

I’m too pre-occupied with other boys’ penises to give much thought to my own. I usually think with him rather than about him. But I do know that my penis likes athletic boys in swimsuits, wrestlers, nice male butts, and playing with friends. He’s not fond of marijuana, cold weather, or seafood of any kind.

My lil’ buddy has provided hours (well, probably more like days) of enjoyment, both in the company of others and when it’s just the two of us. He’s never let me down when I’ve needed him, always standing up proudly for what he believes - sometimes even when I disagree.

In his younger years he could be a little too eager to get up and show support when I didn’t expect it, but he’s since matured nicely, never tiring or finishing up before a job is done. I’m even happy with his stature, average as it may be, though I do often wish he hadn’t misplaced his hat so many years ago. But I can’t really complain; my penis doesn’t even get upset when I exhaust him and make him sore… which happens a little more often than I’d like to admit.

How many sexual partners have you had?
Well, semantics plays a role here, so let me break it down:
In the five years since I first became sexually active, I’ve engaged in some sort of manual stimulation (i.e. handjobs, folks) with, I think, five different guys. I’ve had oral sex with three of those guys, and I’ve had intercourse with just one of them. And guess who that one is?

What do you like best about Patrick? (one physical aspect, one mental)
Geez… it’s tough to choose just one thing about your significant other! Physically, I probably most love Patrick’s dimples. Or his torso. Or his butt. Or maybe his eyes. Legs. Arms. Hmmm… take your pick.
Mentally, his kindness. It’s what initially made me fall in love with him. I’m not kidding here: the boy is THE sweetest person you’ll ever meet, at least when he’s not pissed off. Then he’s a bitch from hell. But that’s pretty rare.

What besides exhibitionism turns you on?
Wow - I never really thought exhibitionism turned me on. But I guess it does. I thought I just liked to see cute boys without their clothes. Guess I’m weird.
Patrick’s and my times “with” the boys from North Carolina were a lot of fun, too, and that turned me on. Besides those examples, remember I like to top - a lot. Which means I like… nice bottoms.
*ahem*
Really though, my greatest turn-ons are a solid sense of self and sense of purpose, as well as confidence, ambition and a great sense of humor.

If you could do any one thing you wanted at this moment, what would it be?
Talk about open-ended! I think I’d really like to be shopping or hanging out in a cafe in downtown Manhattan. Cafe in the Village, shopping in SoHo. That sounds really pleasant right now.
Or, more realistically, I’d like to be on set, 10 minutes before air. For me, there’s nothing like the adrenaline rush of live TV, no matter how often I’m around it.

What always makes you cry?
Easy: The thought of not being with Patrick. That or harm to those I love.

What is your biggest fear in life?
Another easy one: Not living my life to its fullest potential.

What was your first sexual experience?
I figure, if it involves an orifice of any kind (including mouths), it’s sex and a virginity-breaker. Though I’d played around a little before (but it was only hands-down-pants and nobody came), I consider my virginity lost sometime in late January 2001, when I was 20 and had oral sex with my then-boyfriend, Lionel. Given my abstinence-before-marriage Mormon upbringing, I was really nervous about it, but it was a good experience. I remember thinking right before, “It’s got to happen sometime; might as well be with a gorgeous Swiss-Italian athlete.”
And yes, he could moan in four languages.

If you weren’t with Patrick, who would you be with?
Probably no one. If I hadn’t met such a great guy so early (and our “boyfriend” status did just kind of… happen), I think I’d be enjoying bachelorhood, dating (and likely sleeping) around. Isn’t that what your 20s are for?

Continued tomorrow…