January 2014

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Pillow talk, verbatim.

You thought I was talking about oral sex? No — I’m talking about how it feels to have a hot woman shampoo your hair.

Nothing kills an appetite quite like a naked lower torso at the buffet.

What you read here and when I wrote it may have little to do with each other.

What it feels like to slide my cock inside you — the warmth, the merger, the selfish pleasure, the primal fulfillment.

Three boys on their way home from Catholic school, one of them oblivious to how “Father X really likes me” sounds in the 21st century.

My cock is hungry, and there’s no word for the sensation — not quite an ache, not quite an itch, not quite restlessness, but something insistent and entirely its own.

Tomorrow, the holidays end, and I return to the familiar rhythm of my life. I can’t. Fucking. Wait.