This morning, I was thinking about you in Florence, only this time the guy pulled a knife while he was sucking your cock because he knew you were going to bail, and he told you to push the back of his head onto your cock, and you did, you pulled his mouth onto your cock, shoving your cock down the back of his throat, lost in how good it feels, terrified and hard, with him holding the knife against your groin, and he stops before you come, and stands up and with the knife at your neck makes you kiss … Continue Reading

… I spread my arms with my palms to the sky. I lifted my chin to expose my throat to her. I grinned. I closed my eyes.

I quietly said, “Bring it, woman.”

— Yardbird

*thump*

That’s me falling to the floor.

That line… that line… is the awesome brilliance…

*reads it again…*

I quietly said, “Bring it, woman.”

*thump*

Sometimes, there is a line, a look, a phrase that hits me just right, that swims around in my head for days, that I revisit and turn over and handle with glee until it is filthy dirty and used … Continue Reading