nice vs. dirty
Think back to the nice boys you've known who were also very dirty.
Did they start off nice, and then reveal the dirty side?
Or did they come on dirty, and turn out also to be nice?
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February 20, 2008
February 19, 2008
in a station of the metro
I took my iBook to bed with me last night. Fell asleep wearing most of my clothes and with all the lights on.
The sickness. Four hours later I woke up. Got myself off twice more before I even opened my eyes and it still wasn't enough. My brain floating in a cesspool of pornography.
I had to put a stop to these barely satisfying porno-gasms. I opened up my 'Mail Downloads' folder so I could at least yank it to someone I know, someone I know to be real.
Tuesday Twins #11:
Click it hard, let's make a hot mess.
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The door to the roof is right outside my bedroom. I pull on my boots and step out onto a damp, snow-covered February rooftop. The Montréal skyline is just uphill from my neighbourhood. I might as well be looking at a mountain range on Mars.
Self-portrait with Farine Five Roses.
I languished this winter and gained a few pounds. I starved this winter and lost a few pounds. I'm not vain enough to worry about losing a little definition in my abs. Not as long as my hipbones stay nice and pointy.
I will stab you over and over with these hipbones, until I bring forth flowers, sharp purple petals along your wet thighs.
February 11, 2008
Philip, write something short and sexy for me.
Up against the wall. I push up your shirt and cup my hands around your tits. Not too rough but not too gentle either. Stooping down, I lick and bite the skin in that sexy space between your breasts. My thumbs circle around your nipples.
I stand up straight and we look at each other, eye to eye. I can feel your hands drift onto my waist but I grab your arms and pin them back against the wall.
My knee pushes in, forces your legs apart. Still looking right into your eyes--I have to smile a little bit.
My thigh slides in between your legs. I press myself up against your body.
And reach down to grab your pussy. Rubbing your crotch, squeezing it.
Are you nice and wet for me now?
February 01, 2008
bonsoir.
Hi, I live in Montreal now. I moved here a few days ago. I didn't think about it... I just did it. So we'll see how this goes.
Is there anyone reading this site in the 514?
It's a lot different from living in the woods, that's for sure. They have the Internet in Montreal. And, apparently, some very friendly people.
Anyway, talk to you soon!