PROMISCUOUS BOYS
We were pre-drinking at a sparsely furnished fourth-floor student flat in Salt River, becoming increasingly adventurous as we polished off a box of wine, washed down with a couple shots of cheap tequila. The enduring legacy of that night is a WhatsApp group named ‘Promiscuous Boys’, and a fun story that we often retell to each other as an example of our strange but intimate friendship.
Except, the story of our four-way kiss is not so strange in the context of the gay community – in fact, it’s not even very original. After speaking with a
