Category Archives: Sex

24 hours (December edition)

Twice now, I’ve published short collections of things I’d been fantasising about over the previous 24 hours. Each post was written at a time when I was struggling to focus on longer, more structured pieces – in part because I … Continue reading

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The M&S Sandwich

I am not, by nature, a morning person, and that remains true even on days when I’m getting up to do something I love, like play hockey. In fact, early hockey matches can be a real pain. It’s not just … Continue reading

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On Facesitting

One fundamental truth about the language of sex is that some words and expressions are immediately, viscerally hot, while others are really, really not. Tell me to touch your cunt, for example, and a knot of desire somewhere in the … Continue reading

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Two Pizzas

“What happens when people open their hearts?” “They get better.” Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood ~ If there’s one thing I’ve learned about threesomes over the last few years, it’s that getting started is the most awkward bit – even when … Continue reading

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Your Fantasies (vol. 2)

It’s almost three months to the day since I published the first volume of fantasies sent to me by readers in response to this prompt – this feels like an excellent time to share the second batch of nine. Covering … Continue reading

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On Listening In

It’s 7am and the campsite is starting to wake up around me. My festival buddy has already left for an early morning yoga class, so I’m snuggled up against the side of the tent, warm in my sleeping bag despite … Continue reading

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A Relationship (in 1000 words)

It’s 6am and sunlight is streaming in through the window that will soon be covered by curtains I’ll help to hang. My mouth is dry, my skull feels like it’s being prised open from the inside, and looking down at … Continue reading

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On Circumcision

I remember very little about being circumcised. It happened just before my fifth birthday, so that will hardly come as a shock. Three fuzzy, freeze-frame images have survived the passage of time: Asking to be sedated with gas, because the … Continue reading

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Postcard from Palermo

Palermo in August is no place for a German Shepherd. That’s what I tell myself as I pass the poor, panting Alsatian in the driveway of my hotel, stretched out in a thin patch of midday shade. Truth is, it’s … Continue reading

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