The Girl on the High Jump Mats
In which I let myself fantasize about being a girl accosted by two faceless boys
It's midnight again, and I'm wondering about gender and kink and what my fantasies tell me about myself. It's a complicated question that might not need an answer, but I've never been good at letting it go.
For as long as I can remember, my sexual fantasies have crossed gender barriers. Sometimes I want to be the guy getting …