I’ve been hot for fag public sex as soon as I learned it existed. Long before I thought of myself as a fag, I spent hours with my closest fag friend listening to stories about cruising and public sex, being shown the rituals and spaces where men come together to fuck as strangers. We’d drive along the strip where men would signal each other from their cars to pull over for a quickie by the cliffs. He’d take me to the back rooms at bars, bathrooms in the park, porn theaters, and alleys and walk me through how men picked each other up. My first real experiences of voyeurism came long before sex clubs, play parties, and dungeons, long before I knew I was kinky. They were all about watching fag public sex. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen.
So when I finally let myself explore kink, and realized that kink could be a way to live more deeply into my genders, some of my first fantasies were all about faggotry, about being a fag myself, about going into fag public sex spaces and exploring that kind of faggotry. The first top I played with was excited about doing faggotry with me, and even though we were in private at his home, took me into the bathroom to fuck me over the sink, all the while imagining with me that we were in a public restroom, in fag public sex space. That scene was the first time I really let myself imagine that I could not just fantasize about doing fag public sex, but I could enact it.
After that scene, he asked me to write out a fantasy for him. So I did, lying in bed in a tiny room, that very night, full of sensory reminders of our play. That’s when I wrote what would become “Alley Obsession,” a flash erotica piece about a fag public sex scene in an alley. You can read it this week only for free at the Go Deeper Press website as part of their Deeper Daily.
Kink Praxis 