Sex Noises

During college in the 90s I had a neighbor whose girlfriend was so loud the first time I heard them having sex I thought someone outside was being attacked.

I had the creakiest bed during my slut period.

I thought I was staying in a nice hotel (a Hilton in Lisbon, Portugal) but learned later that the walls were paper-thin between the rooms. It seemed that each night of my week stay, the people in either side of me decided to take turns having sex each night of my stay. I heard everything. If it was the sound of two men having sex I probably wouldn't have minded. But the sounds those women made. (Don't ask.)

I remember hearing the new neighbors thru the tissue thin walls. One night he said to her...”But I thought you liked it up the ass”. I had to go into the living room to laugh.

And that’s why David Rakoff is dead.

I have a bit of a thing for listening. Not on purpose, but randomly, in hotels - enjoyed listening to the next door neighbors fucking during the days when I used to travel a lot for work.

I used to live next door to a guy who I knew was gay and a top. (Friends of mine had hooked up with him.) His bedroom shared a wall with mine and I'd hear him and/or his bottom du jour all the time. He looked like 90s porn star Tristan Paris, and was a relatively short guy, but apparently was seriously packing and had a line of bottoms around the block.

I stayed the night at my boss' house once. I heard him fucking his wife. I raided his porn collection and used his wife's pleasure shrieks as my stroke soundtrack.

Nice r7. I can’t believe he fucked his wife with you there. That’s kinda hot.

Hot boss, R7?

My boss was a nudist and a swinger.

Never cared much for hearing other people having sex. My dog of a best friend in my late teens (closet case hustler with a big dick) was an exhibitionist and at various times would start getting his girl of the moment to play with him when I was in the room. When it came to him starting to fuck my sister in my room while I was in bed I got up, told them both to fuck themselves instead of each other, and dropped him. (I'd already turned him down a couple times, so it wasn't jealousy.)

In hotels, where the "hear us roar" loud-mouths and bed-busters seem to proliferate, I'm just wanting to sleep and the noise is obnoxious. Meaning different from people going about their fun, which I can tune out or block with ear plugs and music. And it's not just in cheap rural motels.

Sometimes I'll call the desk and tell them that the people in the next room seem to be having a medical emergency. Sometimes that helps.

I don't mind stumbling into people having sex in public, which has been happening more frequently for some reason. I guess all the videos on public sex have added to it. I'm not a voyeur unless I'm taking a break from a threesome, so I just pass by.

I guess it's a matter of not getting off on people using me as a bystander to get off. Now, if anyone would ask politely maybe I could be a good sport, but i think it breaks their spell.

R11 sounds very uptight and not fun at all.

They were obviously putting on the show for you, R7. Did he say anything about it to you after?

I shared a wall of my studio apartment with a guy who had no trouble bringing home chicks to bone several nights a week. I don't think he did repeats but somehow every single one was a screamer. I was friends with two women in the building, one who lived upstairs and saw him nude in his kitchen once. We discussed him and his sex girls frequently. I remarked once how loud all the gals were and one of my friends said while they were fucking, he probably told each one, "What? Sorry, I didn't hear you. Say it again, louder!"

[Quote] somehow every single one was a screamer.

Maybe he did something or had something that makes them scream.

Hot, r14

I remember sleeping over at my friend's house. His dad was very blue collar, a loudmouth in general. He looked like a lot like Ed Harris and I could hear him and his wife fucking several times when I was over there.

One night I could hear them loud as day. That time I could hear him cumming in her. "Take it, take my load." Man, I blew the biggest load thinking he was saying it to me.

I kinda like hearing people fucking. I actually beat off some times. I don't even mind hearing straight sex if there is male sounds mixed in. Back in my school days one the guys in my close group of friends was one of the campus studs who started messing around with girls in early Jr high. He used to let us friends hide when then they came over and watch him getting blow jobs and later in high school watching him fuck. Even one time in his Dad's shop while he fucked her a girl in the back of his dad's pickup. It lasted til about late sophomore year when he got a very Christian girlfriend who actually made him wait almost a year to fuck her. He would tell us she would jack him off sometimes and then cry that she was going to hell or some bullshit like that after.

I miss David Rakoff.

In college I lived in an apartment that was a string of rooms along a hallway and was student housing above a restaurant. The room next to mine though must have been rented out as a love nest and every Thursday afternoon about 3:15 a couple would show up and have discreet, but easily overheard sex by me next door. There were days that I would lose track of time, but as soon as I heard them it was like oh it’s Thursday at 3:15!

Flash forward ahead 35 years later to a NYC apartment where my neighbors beside me could be brutally murdered in the night and I’d never hear a thing. But the apartment above me, and again on Thursday afternoons, there is a pretty much a discrete sexual encounter that includes vigorous bed squeaking for 25-45 minutes. What is it about scheduled sex on Thursdays?

[quote] What is it about scheduled sex on Thursdays?

Getting the last hot piece of ass in before one is stuck with Francine Fraupants all weekend long

R17 nice. Your friend must have been pretty embarrassed though?

Yeah, I feel bad for r17's friend having to hear his parents. That *is* hot, though, as is r14's story.

[quote] I don't even mind hearing straight sex if there is male sounds mixed in.

I’ve lived in apartments my entire adult life so I’ve overheard a lot of straight sex from neighboring units and I *never* hear the guys making any sounds. Only the women. Is that a porn influence where the women feel they have to be vocal?

I'm R17 and my friend never mentioned hearing his parents.

But then again, I was a light sleeper who could hear a flea fart in the next room, and he could sleep through three alarm clocks and a car horn.

R24: well then, gay sex is a lot louder lol!

R24 probably influenced by porn, but also natural.

There was a letter once on slate when a guy had sex with his straight friend, and then the friend started having loud hetero sex to compensate. I don’t believe a word of it, but hot story!

Yes!

I find that bottoms and women orgasms are similar (response and sounds) but at a lower pitch, tg!

I had a roommate right after coming out - I was 21 and he was like 10 years older.

He had a thing for older guys......like much older, twice his age older, Polar bears or whatever they were called.

He brought a man home - handsome and masculine older gentleman but the guy was very talkative during sex and I could hear him. He kept saying "yeah, get the stuff....get the STUFF." In, like, a little old Jewish man voice. Probably much like "Dats da suck job!" would sound.

R12 warms her hands in her sister's cunt.

That's how much fun she is.

[quote] I miss David Rakoff.

An actually funny, wry writer, who wouldn't have written that awful shit Sedaris did for CBS Sunday morning

I had a really shitty college apartment. My bedroom shared a wall with the bedroom of the girl who lived in the next apartment over. One night she was fucking some dude, and they were so loud I could hear everything. My bed was on the other side of my room and it was still loud and clear. He was pounding her so hard that her headboard was hitting the shared wall and some of the pictures on MY side of the wall came flying off!

I didn't have my first boyfriend until after college. He lived in a small apartment below two rather large ladies, mother and sister. The first time I bottomed (and almost the LAST), I guess we were too loud, because suddenly at 2:00 am the upstairs ladies turned on music and started vacuuming. I guess they didn't want to hear the sinful gay sounds from below.

My hot gay neighbors get drunk and yell at each other virtually every weekend and I love listening to their rants through their bedroom wall. Pre-covid one of them started travelling often, and sure enough, the partner had visitors. One of which had this high pitched whine as he got pounded slowly then faster for almost an hour by that hung neighbor. I waited in the hall until he exited the apartment one night, and out steps this beautiful, muscular asian dude in a tank top busting at the seams. He gave me a wink and ran down the stairs.

I lived in a studio apartment that was gorgeous (looked out over a lush courtyard,very 1960s architecture) but the walls were tissue thin .A newly divorced guy moved in next to me that looked and sounded like a blonde Sam Elliot . That guy must have had a baby arm for a dick ,because every single night he'd go to a bar and bring home a different woman and she'd scream like she was getting gutted. He was a moaner too,so that helped a little but boy did I get sick of hearing it. Thankfully he only lived there a few months.

R36 Never knew he actually lived next door to a serial killer.

Guys being verbal during sex is one of my buttons. I don't know why but it's always been that way. I loved it when guys were verbally expressive when I first started messing around with guys. The kind of guy that announced he was getting close and told me to take it was his favorite.

Then again I spent a number of my single years traipsing around on phone sex lines, where the voice is the thing, so, yeah. And I was the poster not long ago who asked about verbal porn clips.

Like other people have said - there is nothing worse than having to listen to a woman have sex. It's very assaulting and repulsive.

R35 the "high pitched whine" is peculiar to Asian bottoms. Watch any amateur Asian porn.

When I was living in student accommodation I really didn't get on with any of my flat mates, the guy in the room next to me had a girl stay over one night and they were having sex and she wasn't being particularly noisy (and I couldn't hear him at all) but it was VERY obvious even to little gay me that she did not climax, I personally got a bit of satisfaction from that because he was annoying to live with.

I can’t help but MARY!!! All of these replies!!! I am blessed to not be exposed to these bad sounds otherwise I’d need new pearls and multiple fainting couches.

I lived in a crappy apartment once and could always hear the neighbor having sex. She was this fat thing who drove a red Pontiac, but had guys over who weren’t that bad looking. I think she was one of those 2:00 a.m. gals at the bar - an easy, last-call lay. Anyway, I remember one guy telling her to shut up because she was making too much noise and he couldn’t finish. I lived there a couple times and maybe heard her having sex with 20 different guys, some more than once. I wondered if she was a hooker, but I guess with only 20 customers, even if some were repeat, she wouldn’t have been able to make her food budget, never mind her rent.

I lived in the athletes' dorm my freshman year of college, and the room next door had a really big tall guy who played several sports. Deep voice. Butch.

Except when I heard him with a girl one night....I could hear her and him, and he was....loud and *femmy* when he made noise with her.

Flash forward three years and surprise, I see him out at the club. #NotASurprise

This thread is embarrassing me now as I think I've had a lot of noisy sex.

R44 Butch in the streets, femme in the sheets!

Another good example

Lol r43. That fat bitch had it made.

A nurse at the hospital where I worked lived on the other side of the wall in my building and had an endless supply of "nephews" visiting. We occasionally met in the elevator. He knew I knew he was fucking 'em, but we kept up the facade. He had a stutter that he managed pretty well at work, but in bed it was clearly him getting pounded because his headboard had to have backed up to mine and all you'd hear was a strangled, gutteral "Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuuuuuuuk" all night long.

When I had someone over who'd hear this, I had to explain that I knew him and he wasn't being choked or strangled, just getting laid.

R49 hot, but I’d make it a coworker in a smaller office if I were telling the story. One who was so quiet and neat at work.

College dorm—freshman year. Had a coed floor with the hockey team on the other side of the hall. My next door neighbor (woman) was having sex with one of the hockey players in her room one night and she was making moaning sounds and the banging/sounds of the springs went through the wall. The guy was completely silent, as seems to be typical with straight sex (I wouldn’t know!).

By the way, the hockey team trashed the dorm (vomiting, urine on their side of the hallway)and in a huge asshole move, every person on the floor had to split the damages, regardless. It was such bullshit to pay for someone else’s shitty behavior.

David Rakoff and the novelist Colman’s Toibin dates for awhile, back in the day. Seems like an odd match, except both were very smart and excellent writers—perhaps that was enough of an attraction for each.

R52 Wow, that’s one of the best bits of gay gossip I’ve ever heard on DL, thanks for sharing. I like both of them as writer, but they are worlds apart.