March 2011
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It's Possible
She used to tell me things in my sleep.
I woke up on occasion and heard bits and pieces, but never enough to understand her full confession. It wasn’t until the third or fourth time that I realized it was a habit, and I never had the nerve to ask.
One night it was, “and when you came back I wanted to fuck you and kill you all at the same time, but we didn’t have the time or energy for...
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A Letter
Dear S.
It’s technically Spring, but it’s still cold outside.
I remember a few years ago when it got warm in March, and you took me to the park to see the crocuses and daffodils that were just coming up. You told me March was a month of changes, but we had to pay enough attention or we’d miss them. I’m trying to notice, but the cold still makes it hard to open my eyes.
Whenever I write...
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Keeping Warm
“I wish it was warm enough not to wear these tights,” she said as we left the restaurant.
“I wish it was warm enough to take off your dress too.”
“Well, if I didn’t have the tights on, you could just lift it up and get me off before the party even starts.”
There were only two blocks between dinner and the apartment, but a lot can happen in two blocks. Especially when she’s wearing a dress and...
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Bringing the Right Belt
“If I have to remove my tie, it means I brought the wrong belt.”
I was talking to myself, because while she may have been listening, the words were unimportant. The leather held her hands perfectly well, and my tie remained straight. The other end of the belt was looped over a bar and she was standing on her toes in her spring dress. Neither one of us knew what had happened to her shoes.
I...
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A Dumb Fetish
“I have kind of a dumb fetish,” I told her. I don’t know why I thought I should share that, but there was something about her smile that brought it out of me.
“I’m sure it’s not dumb,” she said sincerely.
“No, I mean, I have a fetish for dumb people.”
“I don’t get it.”
“I just mean that sometimes I want a break from all these fucking smart people. I don’t want to think too much, and I just...
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Wanting and Knowing
“You wanted to fuck her.”
“You say that like I shouldn’t. Like I should only want to make out with her or kiss her fucking feet or something.”
“I just want you to be honest about it.”
“I am being honest! We had a great time, and I like her a lot. I think she’s beautiful, sexy, and brilliant. I…”
“You wanted to rip off her clothes and fuck her silly.”
“I don’t know if that’s...
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SonicErotica.com Story...
A while back I was contacted by SonicErotica.com about recording a few of my stories for their site. Of course, I was delighted, and they just published the first one. It’s a story from back in October called “Fucking Exes” (this is the text version on my blog).
The direct link to the mp3 is here: http://bit.ly/iaLIUn Go Listen now, and leave them a comment.
But you should...
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One Drop At A Time
He opened the window before pouring another glass of whisky.
She was on top of me, and the sheets to the bed were scattered throughout the room. He stood and watched, as she rocked ever so slowly above me. I slid my hands up the firm muscles of her thighs as he watched us, and for a moment I wondered what he was thinking.
He leaned the small of his back against the windowsill, as he took a long...
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Wagahai Wa Neko De Aru
They’re on my bed again.
I don’t mind it, but they’re moving and I’m trying to sleep. Sometimes I wonder where they find the energy, but no matter what I think they’re climbing all over each other and they don’t seem likely to stop.
Sometimes she’s beneath him and sometimes above. When she’s on top of him everything slows down and I can doze again. They move slowly and their voices are...
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the writing is incredible and the images are fantastically appropriate.
can't see myself unfollowing any time soon.
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the writing is incredible and the images are fantastically appropriate.
can't see myself unfollowing any time soon.
also, where can I find the "I [heart] QNY" t-shirts?
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Over The Edge
“What do you think of when you get yourself off?”
It might have been too early on to ask her that, but the thought had been rolling about in my head for days and I couldn’t let it go. It didn’t come from jealously or concern, but from an overwhelming curiosity I couldn’t shake. Her imagination was bigger than Texas and I had to know.
“It depends,” she answered slowly. There was more thought...
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Longer Than a Blink
She was looking at me when I woke up.
I opened one eye and stared back, but she was wearing an expression I couldn’t read. Maybe it’s my depth perception, I thought, so I opened the other. It didn’t help. She was smiling slightly, and her eyes were opened just enough to be inquisitive without scowling. Her body language was open, but not inviting, and her hair fell across her face in distracting...
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Fetishizing the Learning
“How do you want to fuck me?” “I don’t know you all that well. I mean, I wouldn’t know where to start.” “That’s not a good answer.” I thought for a minute and began to remember. I began to remember what it’s like to learn for the first time what someone likes, and it all came back to me. I smiled and started again. “I want to fetishize the learning part. I want to kiss you softly and then...
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