Be it online dancing in a room full of horny men or in real life, the Dance of the Seven Veils is both erotic and beautiful. It actually stems from belly-dancing and dances done in the Far East. Having done extensive dancing with words online, I will attempt to walk you through how exactly something like this is done. The first thing to keep in mind when da...
I was lying in bed, looking at my loft through the frame of my feet: the small kitchen area, the couch sitting under the large bay window, and opposite that a wall was taken up by a long metal table, with beakers and jars taking up most of its surface. The lab would have to go. The cooking, the drugs, the experiment. I was going to give it all up for Nicole,...
I'm happy dating over-, under-, and interracially ;) I'm a man in my 40s. Born and raised in Europe. Good looking. Have lived on 4 continents to date. Currently based in LA. I'm finding that I love LA. In some ways there is more freedom here than anywhere else I know. To my surprise, though, mainstream society here is pretty conservative when it comes to i...
Going in the empty house was a little nostalgic. My grandparents had lived in this home for seventy years. They had been gone only three months, it was my first time to come inside. Opening the door the odors immediately took me to a child again. The lemon smell almost caused me to cry. Starch, cleanliness engulfed my senses. I was there to gather a few thi...
Chapter One "Paulie, want to see a human sacrifice?" my editor asked. "Not unless you're the victim, Scotty." I didn't even glance up from my keyboard. Working for an alternative weekly newspaper was all glory, let me tell you. Not only do I get to investigate, write, edit, and typeset all my articles, I get to do it while my editor hangs over my shoulder...
~*~ The campus was deserted save for one figure. Willow could see him standing alone there in the moonlight beneath a tree. He had an imposing presence, looking like some fierce and unforgiving god come to life. His fair hair was highlighted by the glow of the moon, giving him an ethereal air. His face was shaded by the gentle light, all she could make out...
Preface: If you take any of this seriously, you're a dumb honky. BEGIN: We begin in the laboratory of the Utility Muffin Research Kitchen. The Muffin Man was seated at the table, gathering an intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants, in an effort to create the perfect muffin. Enter Tommy Mars, clawing the ants off of his flesh. "I found them! They're b...
When I was eighteen years old, I heard a rumor that Rainbow Lounge a bar on the other side of Fort Worth was a gay bar. I'd always had 'urges' to have sex with a man but was always scared of trying. My older brother was overseas in the army and I had his driver's license and I looked enough like him for it to pass inspection. So after thinking about it for a...
Note to the reader: There isn't really any sex in this one. However, there are numerous attempts at humor and tongue-in-cheek looks at the world of BDSM. Also the author attempted to capture the thought and feelings of a submissive undertaking a very bold but fictional action. I trust you enjoy. Sunshine checked herself in the mirror one last time. Weari...
Reed finished the book he was reading and placed it on the nightstand next to the side of his bed. It was only ten thirty and a Saturday night, but he felt ready for bed. He had spent most of the day catching up the yard work he had neglected for months. The Fourth of July holiday was that Monday and he wanted everything ready for the barbecue he and his wif...