“I don’t know about this.” He goes to the bathroom.ġ:32 p.m. “Wait, wait, wait, wait,” he says, lifting himself off me. He smells sort of bad, but in the good way.ġ:30 p.m. What is HAPPENING? We never fuck alone - it’s too intimate, and Jude works with a guy I dated seriously in college.
We look at each other and start vigorously making out to the sounds of drag queens lip-syncing.ġ:15 p.m. I’m laying across his lap and feel a boner. I put a frozen pizza in the oven, his arms around my waist.ġ p.m. J and I tend to assume semi-platonic roles when we’re alone together. Noon I show up at Jude’s he’s unshowered and wearing nothing but sweatpants. You never know - Jude and I sometimes have group sex together, using Grindr and Scruff to find guys to play around with. Freshly showered, I build my outfit around a jockstrap. He’s still down to hang out and watch RuPaul’s Drag Race. I woke up hung-over and texted Jude to confirm the drunk plans we made last night at the bar. This week, a single man with a plethora of lovers: gay, 25, book publishing, Bushwick.ġ0 a.m. New York ’s Sex Diaries series asks anonymous city dwellers to record a week in their sex lives - with comic, tragic, often sexy, and always revealing results.