The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. How very true. After months of hard work the eventual
publication date of Bedtime Stories continues
to shift for more reasons than I care to mention, none of which were foreseen
(arson, stress, legalities). Writing the
stories for this collection now seems like the smallest aspect of the process
to publication.
However, the good news is the book is just about there
and should be uploading to Amazon in the new few days. I’m also a third of the way through the final
proofing of my second story collection Body
Language and that is looking very good.
Hopefully it will have an easier journey into the world than its older
brother.
In the meantime here is the next instalment of my interview
with the wonderful Kevin Killian in which were talk about The Boy in the Middle and Afternoon
Interlude.
Story 5: The Boy
in the Middle
Kevin:
You write so beautifully: “He wore a pair of cheap blue shorts which slipped
from his arse with a whisper “ Similarly, “I opened him, looking into the hairy
crack, at the rosy pink hole in the black.” Thom, if you still have those
cheap, blue, shorts that whisper, could you pack them up and send them to me
here in San Francisco. I'm a sucker for a good souvenir.
Thom: If I had them, you could have them, but I’m
not a cheap shorts kind of guy. And if I
was on a sexual mission I would wear my very best “pulling pants”. You must have got going with a really dishy
guy before; it’s all going well, he’s handsome, he’s sexy, you’re cock feels
like it’s going to burst, you pulls his trousers down and find . . . really bad, cheap underwear.
I once
got going with a guy who not only wore cheap nasty pants, but he was wearing
them inside out. All I could wonder was
whether he was wearing a dirty pair for a second day. It was a big turn off. I’ve never found a way to eroticise that
particular encounter.
Kevin: Seems like there's nothing some boys want more
than a good "roasting," plugged up at both ends by a pair of cocks,
but I'm wondering, does sex with a third party bring a couple closer together?
Thom: It
definitely can. I think it’s important
for couples to choose another man they both really fancy, who also fancies both
of them. Then it’s wonderful and
exciting and a great experience to share.
But if one side of the triangle isn’t too keen on the
idea, I wouldn’t even try it. In those
cases a threesome can be a disaster with all kinds of messy repercussions for
the relationship.
My other
“golden rule” for couples and threesomes: pick someone who can also take a hint
when it’s time to leave.
Kevin: You're great at delineating this one sort of
character, the young man so driven by sex that he starts to lose other parts of
his personality. The boy, Jared, is one
of your most unforgettable creations.
Thom: Thank
you. There was a lot of Jared in me when
I was young. Thankfully that was a very,
very long time ago. I actually wrote a
story that I was going to include in this book but when I came to redraft it, I
was appalled at how accurately it portrayed me and some of the men I knew at a
difficult time of my life. It was about
18 years ago and I thought writing about it would be a good way of accepting
the past. But when I came to look at the
story again there was no way I could expose myself like that.
I’d rather send Jared into the world; a sexy,
glamorised version of the fucked up kid I used to be.
Story 6: Afternoon Interlude
Kevin: Viva Barcelona! Mr. Wolf, have you often crossed borders for the
purpose of having sex? Here in the US we have a term for men like you: sex tourists.
Thom: I wouldn't call myself a "sex tourist" but we have a saying too
that goes "What happens on holiday stays on holiday", which is a
licence to do what the hell you like. I've been lucky enough to go to Barcelona
three times and it's a fantastic city. Just being there makes you want sex; the
sights, the smells, the culture. And Spanish men are without a doubt, the
sexiest in the world. After my second
visit I knew I had to set a story there.
Someday I hope to write a longer, more involve piece about the city.
Kevin: I like it when you speak in the
universal language of love, and this story really has a lot of highlights. You
said earlier that men in cheap underwear turn you off, but it seems like the
geeky nerd look is a real turn-on, especially when the foreign national is
wearing chinos moulded to his butt.
Thom: This is another old story, I can't remember but chinos might have made a
brief fashion comeback around the time I was writing. They should be a fashion
staple in my opinion. Chinos are hot, especially on a beefy bum and sturdy set
of thighs. I also love a geeky nerd.
Going off on a tangent here but I get turned on by differences; big and small,
black and white, old and young. There are several extremely popular porn sites
on line that leave me utterly cold with their narrow view of what they consider
to be attractive. I call them the Stepford Twinks; identikit bodies, waxed,
hard and white. It's almost as if they keep putting a different head on the exact
same body. Who exactly wants to fuck that? It would be like cuddling up to an
ironing board. It's rather creepy. I'd much rather see a man with a hairy back,
or a slight belly, or a bit of puppy fat on a twink. Between Bedtime Stories
and my next collection Body Language I really hope I've succeeded in
getting a bit of variety into my men and celebrating difference.
Kevin: The elbows and knees interplay
was particularly swift here, and once or twice I had to draw a diagram to see
who was on top of whom. You must love the afternoon sun, I loved the hero
watching sweat break out on the small of Ettore's back. It's the simplicity of
your sense observations that make them powerful--who was it said, that God is
"in the details."
Thom: Maybe it's the sun that makes Spain such a gloriously sexy place. Where I
live in England we average about one good week of sun per year, which makes a
two week holiday to somewhere hot an essential for most Brits.
It's also the little things that make a scene sexy for me, like the sweat on
the small of someone’s back. I find that when I'm watching porn too, I focus on
the little things; a patch of hair, a freckle, maybe the imprint of a guys
underwear in his flesh. I find all those little details arousing. Basically I
want anything but the banality of a Stepford Twink.
