my first monster cock
I don’t even want to tell this story, because it makes me feel like an asshole. But…I was an asshole. His name was Mark, he was such a super geek, a Dr. Who fan, he even wore the scarf. He had this complete fascination with John Lennon; he was looking for his Yoko. At [...]
fetish
I do not think I can classify any of my sexuality as a fetish–other than on whole my fascination with sex could be considered the fetish. I know I’ve mentioned–I try everything with very little hesitation, but I have never been one of those people who locks on to one concept or idea that will [...]
my favorite scent
It was an unusually hectic week, so busy that my mind has only turned to thoughts of fucking with a little help from friends. I had a quickie bathroom 3 break yesterday–thinking about your tip peeping out from the leg of your boxers. Thinking just how much I would like to make it grow from [...]
allotted time
NYC is fantastic. Love this city, I am having a blast. This will only be a brief update. It has been much food and drink an lots of solid cock. I have worshiped at some lovely well deserving root. Vacation sex allots the time for slow lingering blow jobs, hour long pussy eatings, fucking like [...]
summer vacation
On my drive to work the other morning, listening to NPR’s Wait Wait Don’t Tell Me I caught Bettye LaVette on the show. I am always happily surprised by the guests and their personalities in this completely away from their personal venue setting. Bettye LaVette said something that sparked me… “I’ve done things people have [...]
rain in the morning
I am guilty of sleeping with my crackberry so when I wake up the first time I check it, then whoever has emailed me usually turns up in my cast of characters for that back to sleep morning lucid dream. Set in some massive mountain resort, maze like structure, architecturally and landscape wise. All if [...]
my favorite flavor
The morning sun flows through my bedroom window, that ocean air cooling my sleep hot body. Teasing my clit with my fingertip– waking my sex up before my eyes even open. Drifting into thoughts of what your tongue will do to me, how it will wake me up, how the light and the air will [...]
First Time, Third Man
Monty. I was just out of high school when I met him. He had this broken nose look, which is such a fucking turn on to me, dark brown brooding eyes. He was older, tough, poetic, Bukowski-esqe, had bar tabs all over town. Talked about art, music, he was a literary slut (so damn hot). [...]
memory shards
My life is insane busy at the moment, my inbox is stuffed with a ton of unanswered emails, my laundry is piled high, I have not been to yoga in three days, I turned down an actual bona fide date offer and those offers of cock, movies, meals, drinks–all turned down to take care of [...]
springtime on the coast
I pulled into the south lot, overlooking one of the many beautiful beaches within a mile from my home. His car was parked right where he said, facing the ocean view. Parking next to him in the opposite direction, I took that last deep breath to cull the I am about to taste cock butterfly’s [...]
