April 2011
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Maggie Gyllenhaal Day
“Happy Maggie Gyllenhaal Day, Sir.”
“What?” I asked, looking up at her.
“You know. Administrative Professional’s Day or whatever it is they call it now.”
“Oh shit, was I supposed to do something?”
“It is customary.”
“I was supposed to buy you flowers. Or gin or something.”
“That’s no quite what I had in mind.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“I forgot your coffee this morning.”
“Very...
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Awkward Four
Four can be an awkward number.
In this case—siting on her couch—there was some confusion as to who belonged were. I wanted all three of them (unless I was too honest, in which case I just wanted her). He wanted to watch, she wanted to come, and the other one?
Four can be an awkward number.
The last of us we hardly knew. Our group grew by one at the final bar we stopped at, and...
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Technically It's A Ball Dryer
“I’ve never been in that bathroom alone.”
“Do you want me to hold your dick?”
“No, I’m just saying, it’s a good bathroom for sex.”
“Do you want to fuck me in the bathroom?”
“I just mean that I have good memories. Fond memories. It’s like just thinking about the Xlerator makes my balls tingle and my heart...
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WatchAnother video short by The Dirty Gentleman. I’ll let you decide if it’s creepy or sexy. Or both.
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Always
“Do you always come like that?”
“Like what?”
“All shaking and trembling and over and over again.”
“I wouldn’t say always.”
She looked at me with a raised brow before kissing my nose. I felt lucky that what she wanted me to say happened to be the truth.
“Only with you.”
Guy New York
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Different Cocks
“Is it weird that fucking him makes me want to fuck you more?”
She was lying on her stomach as I was staring out the open window listening to traffic. My back was against the headboard and she rested on her elbows looking up at me. She was completely sincere.
“Is it weird that you fucking him makes me want to fuck you more too?” I finally asked.
Without a word she pulled the blanked down and...
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Silence
“Fuck, cunt, cock, balls, pussy, rim job and fuck again.”
“Did you get it all out?” she asked me.
“Dildo.”
“Oh good. Wouldn’t want to forget that one. I would hate for you to accidentally scream out dildo as we were fucking, and….”
I kissed her before she finished and it was started. We lingered for a while before we pulled back and...
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A Complete Joy
I want to pause again to thank everyone who came out for our shoot over the weekend. These shoots are an amazing group effort made by friends, lovers, and more friends. Thank you for your time, your talent, and often your patience. It was a complete joy.
As always, the photos are shot by The Dirty Gentleman exclusively for QNY with truly fantastic styling assistance from Ms. Dorothy Darker. ...
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Seeking Comfort
Getting her out of bed was far more difficult than in.
The sheets were soft, the pillows softer, and the sound of rain did nothing to motivate us. She was wearing socks, I was wearing nothing, and our bodies naturally gravitated towards each other as they sought comfort.
I wanted to have all the energy in the world so I could roll her over and listen to her moan as blood rushed through our...
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Ah, This Too
“So, are you a polyamorous Buddhist or a Buddhist polyamorist?”
“Ah, this too,” I replied.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“It’s my favorite teaching. When something occurs that might normally upset me, or otherwise mess with my sense of ease, I remind myself that this too also happens. Whatever it is that’s happening, that is.”
“How the hell does that help? And it totally doesn’t answer the...
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The Edge of Embarrassment
She likes to come for me over the phone.
She must have called when I was on the subway, because her message appeared just as I was walking into Freeman’s to meet my date. I was a few minutes early, so without thinking I sat down and listened to her message.
It was familiar and distant all at the same time, but there was something in her voice that told me this was different. She moaned and...
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Please and No
Something changed the first time she said no.
She told me she wanted to struggle, and I listened as she filled in the details. She wanted to scream and kick and bite, and she didn’t want me to stop until she changed her mind. There was to be no set up and no role to play. She didn’t want to separate it out into a world of fantasy that felt too far away. She wanted immediate and real, and I...
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Jealous, Envious, or Amused
“Does she kiss your fingers in the morning?”
We were sharing a single glass of whisky because neither one of us needed much more. It was a ritual and a habit that we slipped into without trying. He shook his head as he passed me back the glass.
“Usually I don’t untie her until after I’m up.” He was grinning, but it was a true thing. I never watched them together, but I knew what they did all...
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