bangsandwhimpers

I meet him in the lobby of a hotel opposite his, it is terrible so we leave quickly and head somewhere else. Bright lights and single businessmen are not what we need. There are corners to be seduced in elsewhere.… more ›

The lights are dimmed. There is some incense burning, and the room is warm. I am encouraged to take my clothes off. The laptop shines on the floor, emitting a sound that is eastern, a slow drum beat with an… more ›

Not with a bang but with a whimper, the return to writing. The lull was not self-imposed, the reasons dull. Actually, no. One reason was that the process of writing about fucks had become hackneyed. In documenting the coitus I… more ›

We’ve been chatting for a good 7 months, trying to find a good time to meet. Okay, okay: we were meant to be having a threesome. With holidays, other commitments it got difficult. So we end up meeting just one… more ›

I’m hosting a threesome for the first time: it feels weird. Especially when you’ve only had 24 hours notice and one of the guys you’ve known for ages and it’s his idea. The other guy is his mate. And all… more ›

I meet him in my new private members club: he gets there first and I trip in around 10 minutes late. I’m delighted to see he is as advertised and I immediately fancy him. We are sitting next to each… more ›

I’m sitting here like the cat that’s got the cream. In the past 24 hours I’ve had sex with the two most fabulous guys within hours of each other. And I can only tell you, dear reader. When I woke… more ›

It’s the only way I get to see him these days: order a cake. One day I’ll order one just for me. I won’t share it at all, it won’t be for someone else’s birthday. Maybe I’ll indulge one of… more ›

I’m reminding myself this is only the third time we’ve met. Him: dishevelled, hungover and chain smoking. Me: dressed like a slut and have got off the station at the wrong place. We’re both on good form as usual, so my… more ›

I’ve bunked off work between meetings : my boss is away and the weather is too good to be stuck in the office. It’s April but feels like July. Your flat isn’t too far from the station so it’s easy… more ›