08/06/19: A packed sweaty dance floor is hard to come by in London, but NOT if you know where to look. The topless torsos are always rubbing up against each other at XXL, and we LOVE it. OFT. Nothing has us grabbing our ankles like the smell of a man. The temptation to get wild in the darkroom is hard to resist, especially seeing the lovely bits of crumpet we spot sneaking into the dimly-lit maze. We’re at XXL each week because we have a penchant for an older man, and thankfully their doors are always wide open for the older gentleman. It was MUCH nicer going back to an established, older guy’s pad, and not some grotty ex-council in Ilford with a twenty-year-old. PLUS they fed us croissants the next morning; we think we’re in love.
Pulse, 1 Invicta Plaza SE1 9UF
Photos by Mark Storey
