The Student Union
There’s an escort service at BU’s George Sherman Union. All right, it’s an escort security service. But student unions are still home to a slew of sexy study alternatives: the bathrooms, the BU late-night study-center classrooms, say, or the Student Activities Row in BC’s McElroy Commons. The student union exists to facilitate student involvement in extracurricular activities — like sex, right? Like hot, pulsing public sex. Oh, and they sell condoms.
The Alley
A Boston University student on the cusp of graduation since ’98 mentioned sex in alleys, quickly adding: “Yes, an alley. Don’t judge.” We decided not to. There are some 50 universities in 50 square miles in our city; sex in alleys is inevitable. Try Cummington Street, the BU psychology, engineering, and computer science hub. The small street, filled with tech-geek residents, is mostly dark and lies directly behind Warren Towers — a great convenience for the sex-starved. And it’s clean, cleaner than a splashed and stinking bathroom in The Alley. And this alley doesn’t card.
The Elevator
Scarlett Johansson and Benicio Del Toro having sex in the Chateau Marmont hotel elevator: she denies it. Damn.
“It’s kind of a game,” says a BU undergrad, who recommends sex in the West Campus high-rise elevators. “These things have to happen very late at night.” Start at the bottom and ride 12 floors to the top — it’s really a test of speed, which, considering you’re a lousy-in-bed college student, is probably a good thing. Rumor is: prying open the inner doors between floors brings an elevator to a silent stop — that is, if you can make it last five minutes, chump.
The Locker Room
Perhaps it started in prep schools. Perhaps not. But sex in the locker room is like sex in student Eden. In the locker room, the lunchroom got naked for the first time and so did you. The communal showers, the stalls, the benches, the hockey equipment or the intramural-sports jersey: sex in the locker room is kid-in-a-candy-store sex. So what if you get caught stealing?
The Fields
Running the bases? Touchdown on the 50-yard line? Nah, the best we could do was under the bleachers. Here’s why: it’s easier and you can get the crowd involved. Sneaking on to the diamond or the dewy practice field sounds like a good time in theory, but, really, it’s just sex on dirt and grass. Sex under the bleachers combines home-game spirit and spunk — the clapping, the whistling, the screaming, and the chanting. It’s game time, baby.
The Others
You didn’t think there were only 10, did you? We hear the fire escape is short on space but, regardless, a great place to have sex or to listen to other people have sex. The top floor of Harvard finals clubs is one place to check out because “people feel safer at the top” says an alum, class of ’05. Still want more? Try Fulton Hall, graveyards, the bathroom at Mary Ann’s — some know it as the “mile high club,” the BU Beach, the Esplanade (beware of creepy men in trees), and the laundry room. Plus, there’s the bushes outside the president’s house and the Fens. (“Fenway Common, not the ball field — though I’m sure that if the park could talk it would say ‘ouch!’ ” says the BU student.) Student-union pool tables, if possible. Parking garages, though surely not safe. Dunster House Small Courtyard. Observatories. King Husky and other campus statues and/or fountains. And most of all, other people’s beds. <\!s>^
