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Ultimate Fantasy 61 The Crucifixion

Let me begin by telling you my ultimate fantasy.
There’s a painting by Paul Cadmus at the top of this page.
Thank you very much. I love it.
What was it about?
The Crucifixion. I think.
Yes. That’s it. The Crucifixion. The bloody Crucifixion.
What does it mean to be young again?
Yes. Yes. It’s important.
What is it like to have the most vile human being in the world as your lover?
I want to kill him.
How many times can you do that? How many orgasms can you hold in one go?
Jesus Christ. One more.
Do you know what you want?
I want a cup of tea.
You want to be fucked.
How often do you want it?
Once a week?
Once a month?
Once a week or every two weeks?
How often do you want it in your mouth?
How many orgasms can you make in one second?
How many strokes can one hand hold?
One minute, two minutes, five minutes…
Is it painful?
Does it make you horny?
Sometimes I’m stone hard and sometimes I’m oozing wet passion.
Do you like it?
I’m not sure yet.
Tell me about it.
You like it when I give myself a break.
And you have to make do.
I’ve given myself a break. I don’t think I can last more than a few more weeks.
Very good.
The pain is… so… oh God… is so… oh God… do I look like shit?
Fuck it.
We are protected by a piss-can factory.
But it’s good.
Hug me.
Yes. Yes.
Come here and put your hand in.
Can I get you a drink?
Yes. Yes. I want tea.
And I love you.
Thank you. Queer bastard.


Do you like to have anonymous sex in public rest rooms? Sex movies? Public parks? Sex clubs? On street corners with heavy hustling traffic? How many nonsexual friendships or acquaintances lasting for decades started this way? How many ways are there to love queers? How many ways are there to queer love?

Let me begin by telling you my ultimate fantasy. . .



Prompt adapted from A Queer History of Computing

· art, Paul Cadmus, Jesus, queer, GPT-2, RunwayML