The card game Consentacle is an awesome exploration of the complexities of sex, as told via interactions between a human and a tentacle monster. True to its name, however, every interaction is aggressively consensual.

Deep Dark Fantasies is a visual novel about a pornstar who runs a BDSM dungeon. It's mostly a series of images that have all been pressed through the same lo-fi, pixelated filter, along with some accompanying text to click through.

Strangers in a Strange Land is a point-and-click adventure game starring Billy, a college student on vacation with his step family. It's also about watching people bone and catching peep shows when you can. These scintillating and voyeuristic themes have the game caught in the middle of the latest tussle over porn games on Steam.

Panty Party has all the trappings of a terribad, creepy-obsessive game about anime girls and their panties. And it is that, to a point. But more often than not it's an indulgent, ironic satire and a damned fine action game.

I have written quite a bit about dating sims in which you hook up with buff dads: The post-apocalyptic one, or the one where you can also date a manly goldfish. Well, I have one more for you, and it's about dating gay Orcs. Yeah, Orcs.

Like much of designer Robert Yang's work, The Tearoom is shot through with painful threads endemic to the history of gay men in America. (NSFW content warning.)

Who We Are Now tackles queer romance in the post-apocalypse. That doesn't sound too far flung from Walking Dead fan fiction, but what sets this upcoming PC game apart is that it takes place well after human beings have adapted to Armageddon. It's 10 years on, we've learned how to survive, but the scars and the traumas linger.

Coming Out On Top is a lighthearted visual novel about exploring queer sexuality as a young adult. It's also a game where you can bang a goldfish. And it's coming to Steam soon.

I can still recall a video I saw on Newgrounds of animated hamsters, because it was the first time I ever heard of bukkake. (Warning: NSFW content.)

Well into the evening hours, I went out to a bar. Between glasses of barely mixed booze, just past a lanky fellow with a glowing sabre, I saw him. He was statuesque, decked out in leather and pierced all over, and wreathed by a rich, black mane. He was a hybrid, half man, half lion. He was ripped to hell. And what he really wanted was for me to tie him up.

My heart pounds in perfect rhythm with the oscillating clicks of the timepiece behind me. The modem connects with its familiar sequence of chirps and squawks. The house is empty. The shades are drawn. The lights are off. I'm ready to masturbate.