Well, when I was asked that very question we worked it out, researched, set ground rules, and got to business. Opened the relationship for two years. We fucked hundreds of people. Oh god, it was good. It was fucking hard work too. The emotional labor component is demanding, and I was working ten-twelve hour days. Lots of STI testing (every few weeks given our…volume). Lots of condoms. Lots of toys. Lots of gear. Lots of heart to hearts. Our holiday parties would just, unplanned, turn into orgies past the time when the married straights left. We were together for ten years, we are still close friends (going to his wedding next year) and even vacation together with our new partners. Both of us are a bit “never again, even for nostalgias sake” and there’s zero tension.

It worked out really well, we were both sides/tops and it turned out there were a lot of dudes who were into tall, stocky, kinda nerdy, dudes. We totally bro’d out with each other when we had threesomes.