- More adventures in sauna sex, phone sex, sex-club sex, sex with strangers, at home and outside. Mainly in London, but with an occasional trip abroad.
- from Andrea Lee's Interesting Women
All I have of you is your body and the stories you tell. I don’t see what you keep by your bedside, the books you read, the moisturisers you use. I don’t see what you look like in the mornings – are you grumpy? – what you smell like after a night’s sleep, even those … Read more
After a long time of not seeing him he was there this week and I was sorry I’d already come and was thinking of going home because I would have enjoyed being with him again, as I always do. He was looking well. So well, in fact, that for a moment I thought it might … Read more
He says he misses the porn videos they used to show upstairs, but now that part of the sauna is closed. “Yeah,” I say. “Since somebody died in there.” “You serious?” he says. “About a month ago,” I say. We imagine that the body must be decomposing, or that the management just can’t be bothered … Read more
I know, I haven’t posted anything for ages. And it’s not for want of doing anything. I’ve been whoring around as much as usual. But sometimes you have sex, and mostly it’s good sex, but nothing really makes you want to sing about it, or write about it. Things have been crappy on the family … Read more
And it stays with you, even now, hours after it happened, hours after you’ve left that place, left him, and yet your whole body is still in that feeling, that state of being, that fucking, an all-consuming sensation of pushing into someone so open and hungry for cock, so desperate and pleading, asking you to … Read more
Yesterday I watched him box. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw how he bounced on the floor, sparring with one of the other personal trainers who works at the gym. The personal trainers wear black T-shirts. Rees wears a green one, lime green. Seems like his job is to work the floor, … Read more
One thing I’ve discovered in this past decade of promiscuity, is that sluts have more fun. I’ve discovered other things, but that is one thing I know for sure. I know this because when I wasn’t a slut, I had much less fun. The first time I went to the USA, in the days before … Read more
Yesterday, after a long time – it’s been over a year since I was there – I went back. I’m not sure why. It was one of those days when you feel the voice calling you, the place beckons, as if there’s a reward waiting for you if you heed, as if something will happen … Read more
Thinking of him, of what he did, of what we did, it’s like it’s all happening again, the breathing, the heartbeats, and my cock is hard, even after coming twice today. You know what my fantasy is, I say to him while he’s massaging my calves. What is your fantasy? he says. His voice low, … Read more
When I first started going to the sauna about ten years ago I met a guy from Singapore called Ong. We fucked, then we went out for dinner to one of those Vietnamese places on Kingsland Road. I thought that’s how it might always be, and that’s how I’ve tried to make it, to make … Read more
GreetingsHi, I'm Michael Wynne. Sex has always been a huge part of my life. It's my playground and my safe-haven and it inspires me to write (and more recently to "sketch" - ie. play around on my iPad). I've written (part I of) a book about sex and love and the tumultuous year that was 2010. This is 2012. I also teach English. So yes, I am obsessed with language... all the things one can do with one's tongue. These are my adventures in sex. Sauna sex, phone sex, sex-club sex, sex with strangers, at home and elsewhere. Mainly in London, but with an occasional trip abroad.
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