1 week Ago By Alice Giddings
This week’s diarist indulges his desires in a group sex setting (Picture: Myles Goode/ Getty)Welcome to How I Do It, the series in which we give you a seven-day sneak peek into the sex life of a stranger.This week we hear from Billy*, 25, who is single and bisexual and lives in Merseyside.Billy, a writer, has sex two to three times a week, describing his relationship with intimacy as adventurous and non-emotional.
‘While the sex I have is passionate, after I cum, there are no feelings involved,’ he says. ‘It’s somewhat transactional, but constant, which I like.’Billy’s favourite way to hookup with guys is by visiting gay saunas, which he calls the ‘worst-kept secret’ among the gay community.
‘You’re very unlikely just to “stumble” across one and they’re purposely built for sex,’ he explains. ‘Each week, there’s everything from trans-focused nights, to bears and cubs (a larger hairy man and a smaller man), to leather links.‘You tend to get cheaper admission if you’re younger, I assume this is because they tend to be filled with older guys.
’He visits them as and when he has the time, and it never seems to disappoint.Without further ado, here’s how Billy got on this week..
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MondayThis Monday could quite possibly be the longest Monday of my life. It’s a PG day for me, but the one thing getting me through is knowing what my friend and I have planned for the weekend.Rather than bonding over a Wetherspoons pint, my pal and I prefer to head to a gay saunas and high five each other each time we pass in the dark hallways.
I walked him through his first experience during a weekend in Manchester, and since then we’ve been ticking saunas off together like a bucket list.I first discovered gay saunas in Belfast. The clubs in the Northern Irish city shut a lot earlier than I had expected, and I was a horny teenager on holiday.
I asked a group of lads where they were going for afters, and they took me across the road and up a dark alleyway to my first ever sauna. I’ve since learned that most are hidden in plain sight and that’s what adds to the thrill of it all for me.It’s not for everyone but I love it, especially when I take friends I’ve hooked up with before.
It’s not even lunch time before I send the ‘what time should I be ready for?’ text, and he confirms 2pm. With the plans in place, I’ve got a spring in my step.TuesdayI have a banging headache and, despite craving some form of intimacy, I can’t think of anything worse than powering through the migraine to watch porn on my phone.
The exhaustion of working extra weekend shifts seems to have finally caught up with me, so much so that I don’t even have the energy for some self-love – which is very unusual. After grabbing a warm shower before getting into the bed for the night, my trusty fleshlight catches my eye, but even that isn’t enough to give me the urge.WednesdayToday makes up for the lack of action over the last two days.
Within minutes of stroking myself in bed before work, I come. I spend more time finding the perfect video to masturbate to, than I actually do wanking.Despite this, I’m ready to go again in the evening.
None of my usual go-to buddies are free – their loss – and I’m not one for Tinder or Grindr meets.So, once again, it’s me, my hand and a bisexual MMF threesome video against the world. I watch it on my flatscreen TV as a humpday treat – my roomate is out.
Sitting in the living room makes for a nice change of scenery and weirdly adds to the riskiness of the situation, despite me knowing all doors are locked and blinds are shut.ThursdayAfter my morning workout, it’s time to pop a few Pure For Men fibre tablets — they help clear you out, as it were. Determined to make the most of my trip on Sunday, I need to ensure it’ll be a clean session for everyone involved, since we’re going to have anal sex.
I don’t have an early start tomorrow, so I chance it and text my usual friends with benefits to see if he fancies a pint — he knows I’m really asking for oral.He replies: ‘Let’s skip the pint, and I’ll just come straight over’. He’s a man after my own heart.
We get straight down to business and he tells me the last time he had sex was with a woman. Nothing gets me going like knowing I can taste someone else on him.He whispers the dirty details in my ear and he takes me to the edge before stopping me from climaxing.
I love that he’s dominant and when he finally lets me finish, he stays the night.FridayMy friends with benefits sort out my morning glory with a blowjob. I don’t even need to ask; it’s like the best version of a good-morning kiss.
I usually hate morning sex because I haven’t showered or brushed my teeth, but sometimes I’m just too horny to deny it.Come 2pm, he begins to pack his bag to head home, as he lives 50 minutes away. But, knowing he’s going travelling for three months, I don’t let him leave without a parting gift.
I ask if we can Netflix and chill a little while before he goes and things quickly get x-rated. We’ve been teasing each other all day, and it’s finally coming to a head.I’m on top in the cowboy position, loving the eye-contact, before we switch to doggy.
The sexual tension between us is too much and we climax at the same time, it’s extremely hot.It’s never going to be more than a hookup because he doesn’t have much emotional intelligence, but it suits me perfectly for now.SaturdayToday is my day of rest as I prepare for tomorrow.
My friend and I voice note our plans and what sexual fantasies we want to fulfil with other people.My type is the older muscley dads – the more the merrier. As long as they are sweaty, hairy, and have a beard, I’m willing to give them a chance to impress me.
My friend is more vanilla, but I expect that from him. He’s less experienced, but each time we visit, you can see him getting more confident. He asks for a glory hole and a group wank experience – both of which I assure him will be easy to secure on what is going to be a busy Sunday.
My problem with my fantasy is I like to bottom, which makes spontaneous sex tricky because anal sex requires preparation. This means if I don’t hookup with anyone tomorrow it will feel like a wasted opportunity.I don’t give in to my urge to self-pleasure tonight as I want to save myself for the lucky men tomorrow.
SundayMy friend picks me up and we make the hour drive to the gay sauna in Norwich.I’m nervous because I got an iced coffee halfway through the drive from Starbucks, and as anyone who bottoms in anal knows, this is a dangerous combination. My friend and I say a quick prayer for the fibre tablets to do their job so all will be smooth sailing.
It’s my first time visiting this particular venue, and it’s well worth the £20. I head inside, realising I’m one of the youngest and the elders are gawking at me – I pretend to hate the attention, so I get even more looks.After sweating in the Jacuzzi and sauna, I’m dripping in sweat, then I go to mingle, sitting down beside a group of older guys.
Foot touches help determine if they’re interested in you – if they touch you back you’re going to get lucky and, if not, you just move on.I have sex with three different guys in the designated toy room, and the steam room, before hooking up with one guy called Alex*.We spend the majority of our time in a fully mirrored room, so I could see everything he was doing to me.
There was a leather-style bed and I got on top of him for some penetrative sex before giving him oral.After multiple encounters with him I decided to call it a day. Meanwhile my friend was trying out all the glory holes as if it was a buffet.
I usually forget quite quickly about the time spent in saunas as they merge into one, but this time I couldn’t stop thinking about Alex. Somehow he found me on Instagram and sent me his number. Skipping the pleasantries he said: ‘You looked amazing in that room on your knees.
’With that, I fall asleep with a Cheshire cat-style grin on my face.Do you have a story to share?Get in touch by emailing [email protected].
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