I don’t have a penis. I don’t really review penis toys. But I’ve been intrigued by the Tenga Flip line, and my boyfriend agreed to be a guinea pig for me. And by agreed, I mean I purchased the Flip Zero and told him when it was on his way. He’s a good sport.
- It makes handjobs a lot easier for me.
- It comes with lube (except… con: it’s called Hole Lotion. I just– it needs to be renamed.)
- It comes with its own little container reminiscent of a space capsule that’s perfect for hypersleep.
- It has some pretty varied sensations. My boyfriend says that there’s a very distinct difference between one side and another, in that one side is more intense, better for later in play.
- Cleaning it feels like you’re fingering an alien vagina. I mean, I guess that’s a pro if you’re into it, but I’m not. There are a lot of nooks and crannies to make sure you get clean and dry.
- The lube isn’t good. Aside from the fact that it looks like snot, I don’t know what’s in it because the ingredients are in Japanese, and I’m a firm believer in listing ingredients on the packaging. However, the Tenga site does list the ingredients, which include glycerin, paraben, and fragrance. Not ideal.
- It’s kind of hard to figure out how to open the first time. And you have to leave it open in order to let it dry. Balancing is not as easy as the instructions make it out to be.
- It’s porous. Not as big of a deal for penis-wielders as it is for vagina-owners, but it does mean that the toy degrades after a while. As Lilly says, TPE isn’t typically toxic, but it can harbor mold and bacteria.
- It attracts lint and hair like a motherfucker. We have a cat, and cat hair sticks to the surface like nobody’s business.
- It’s too big for my hands– I have to use two hands, otherwise I can’t keep a decent grip on it. This is a minor problem, but, you know, leave no stone unturned.
Personally, I’m glad I had a discount code for this toy, because $99 seems steep for something that has more cons than pros. There’s something to be said for adding some variety, but it’s not necessarily a staple for us, or for my partner on his own.
His final verdict?
“Eh. My hand is easier.”