Check out any of the gay magazines and you’ll see the six pack’s sacred place in gay male culture: it’s the holy grail, the ultimate prize. Some men will do anything to obtain one, and those who can’t be arsed to put in the work will dream of snaring a partner with those immaculate abs. Yet for others – Bears for example – the idea of the six pack is foul. They want mounds of succulent flesh to cling on to. Lesbians – perhaps in rebellion against the body fascism that stifles women – are less obsessed with it all. Sometimes you can’t help but think they’ve got the right idea!
The darkened move theatre has always lent itself to passion, with lovers clambering to the back row for some hot fumblings – or, if you’re particularly brazen, the front row. Let’s face it, there’s a bit of the exhibitionist in everyone. Gay porn cinemas exist throughout the world and it’s clear what’s on the agenda here! But mainstream cinemas are also ripe for shenanigans. Get romantic with some light petting or downright filthy. What better way to get the most of the ticket price from a boring film? Just choose the occasion carefully: sinking to your knees in the stalls isn’t cool when the main feature is Bambi and you’re surrounded by lots of screaming kids.
Sadly, we spend most of our time here, so it’s almost inevitable that we’re going to be attracted to someone we work with at some stage in our lives. Similarly, our carnal urges don’t just come to us when we go home and turn off the lights, so why not sneak off to the toilet for a quicky with that hot guy or girl from accounts? Given there are often likely to be less LGBT people in a workplace than straights perhaps the chances of something saucy happening are greater. But it goes without saying: don’t get caught.