No glove, no love... sort of

While on the train with my friend Patrick last week, the question came up about who is supposed to supply the condom(s) for a booty call. It was one of those casual conversations between two fun gay friends, sans the cups of General Foods Inernational Coffee. I loved it because the straight people got up and moved to another part of the car.

Patrick failed to explain to me why he thinks that the bottom should be responsible for supplying the condom. I think that it's the top's responsibility, for one simple reason: he knows what size condom to use.

I can't tell you how many times the top didn't have a condom and all I had were the regular sized ones and he'd get all mad because he needs magnums and it's a big issue all of a sudden. Experiences like that taught me to come prepared. Soon after, I'd show up to a guy's house with a nice little selection of sizes and colors and he'd happily choose the biggest one because he didn't want to be seen reaching for the 'extra fit' (small). Not that size matters.

In retrospect, it seems silly to quibble over who should have the condoms. The real issue is having condoms there in the first place. I have a strong opinion about men who 'conveniently' forget to have condoms when they initiate the booty call - they're just trying to ride bareback. Boo-urns! We don't like that.