Sexual fantasies about homeless guys
Adrian Ryan at Nightcharm confesses his decidedly un-pc sexual fantasies about homeless guys.
With all that pressure, how could I not have noticed that the wandering tribes of unwashed human flotsam have taken a sharp aesthetic left turn somewhere, and from pitiable street drunks had sprung many younger, fresher, mostly cleaner and negotiably nubile spare-changing angels and studs (or "spangers" and "spuds"), gathering like moon dust in every crannied crook and corner -- hungrily locking eyes with mine, preventing my forward transgress, striking up conversations (sort of -- mostly they just ask for shit), and opening themselves up fully (wantonly!) to libidinous scrutiny? It's almost more than one can reasonably expect from most fag bars. On good nights. On great nights.
