Tag Archives: biographical

Aug
07
2005

Damien: Concludes

(To join the party where it starts, read part one here and part two here.)
When we left off, Damien was devouring me with oral. If you don’t want that, don’t read the earlier parts (you silly). We pick up well into his muff-diving ventures, where I’m on the verge of reaching my very happy place.
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Aug
06
2005

Damien: Part One

Meet Damien, a punk-rock boy, and this, our tale of fucking. A testimony to that rare unforgettable one-night stand we all deserve at least one of. (The image isn’t him, just someone who evokes his style, by some uncredited photog, that I found on the web. Damien was taller, broader, more imposing. More my type.)
And [...]

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Aug
03
2005

Kissy-Kissy

Sleep unable to find me, I lie naked under my sheets, a hand across my breasts, the other stretched atop my thigh.
The dim streetlight filters through my cotton bedroom shades and its shadows dancing on my ceiling are all I see.
For I know that when I close my eyes again, you’ll flood back in front [...]

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Aug
01
2005

The Saga of J: Part Two

I’m not sure it’s clear in the first part– which you should read before you read this, otherwise you’re having sex without the foreplay. What fun is that?
Anyhow, I’m not sure it’s clear that J. and I had been friends for two years before this happened. During that time, J. had always pursued me, flirting [...]

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Jul
31
2005

The Saga of J: Part One

“You’re not going in?”
I looked up. J. was peering down at me.
“No.”
He looked like he expected more.

“I’m not that fond of salamanders, and the lake’s full of that slimy algae. I hate the way it feels on my skin, like I’ll never be clean again.”
He nodded and grinned. I noticed then for the first time [...]

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Jul
27
2005

Let the Games Begin

Ah, the inaugural posting.
Where to begin? The balls? The shaft? A fine question.
But no, we’ll start with something a little less tasty. Let’s go for that age-old question of why. Why the Cunting Linguist.
Hmm. Good question.
I’ve always enjoyed innuendo. I enjoy batting it around. I love being a tease, sexually and intellectually. It’s all a [...]

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