I am being interviewed for a documentary about queer public sex in San Francisco soon. I have two stand-out stories that are contenders:
#1: The time I did spontaneous football player/slutty cheerleader blowjob roleplay with a friend in what was basically someone’s front yard (like, tucked into their driveway, pretty much) at the intersection of Pink & Pearl Streets. Yes, there is an intersection of Pink & Pearl in San Francisco, and yes, I had sex there. Also, my friend was playing the football player and was super femmed-out (in a skirt & stripey kneesocks & possibly also pigtails?). It was a surreal but awesome & hot date.
#2: The time I got tied up by a Craigslist trick on the little bridge on the slide & monkey bars at the (old) Dolores Park playground, which was awesome… And then we got interrupted by a wandering crowd of stoned hippies with an acoustic guitar singing the Indigo Girls (badly, obviously). Which might be the boner killer to end all boner killers.
I can only tell one story. Which one do I tell?!