Last Weekend – Saturday Night

(And when I say “last weekend” I mean over a month ago. It’s a sequel to Last Weekend – Friday Night)   Lad Boy had arranged for everyone to meet at a pub in Fulham to watch the England-France 6 Nations Match.   I was still delicate from the night before and spent about an hour in the bath. I may have fallen asleep for a bit. Long enough for the bath to be tepid by the time I got out.   I sat on the sofa in my towel for awhile before picking up my phone to text Lad Boy.   Serious question. I began, typing with my right thumb as I held my towel together with my left hand. If you could have a fictional name what would it be? Preferably one that is a derivative of a tube station.   My phone buzzed seven minutes later. I hadn’t moved or put on clothes, but I had managed to turn the telly on.   Bugsy Malone. Or superman   I rolled my eyes. How about Bumder? Or Super Bumder?   He typed out a common nickname we use amongst our group of friends, but which is predominantly my [...] There's more...

Last Weekend – Friday Night

I’ll be completely honest with you, I was on a bit of a sexual hiatus these past few months. By November it seemed that I was only attracting people who had girlfriends, and their willingness to cheat was slowly destroying my soul. So I buckled down, focused on the holidays, family, friends, gym, dog, etc, and before I knew it months had passed without me getting horizontal with anyone. What is eternally an optimistic truth in my life is that once I make the decision to have sex it doesn’t take long to find a willing, and even single, partner. And I’m not talking about randos on Tinder. As chronicled, I have slept with a fair amount of people, most of whom are still just a sext away. I woke up on Saturday morning to one such past lover/current friend next to me. The sun was shining through the skylight onto my face. I squinted my right eye as I slowly opened my left. All of his sheets were white, adding to the glare of the harsh morning light. Sensing I was awake, he got up, which would have been rude had he not immediately reemerged from his toilet, condom [...] There's more...