Maybe if we ran off to our anonymous hotel, our gilded cage, no words, nohow. Not even a semi-literate Beckett nonsense, but no words. Animals. I taste you. I know everything I want to know. I know you by your cries and stutters, how we each go weak and go strong around one another without [...]

So I’m back and I’m sunburnt in some odd places. Not target logo red, more like a low grade “duh, I was stupid” red. The evidence of my lameness with the neutrogena stick block is patently there, in large untoasted swaths on one boob, my upper arms. I should have just used the stick to [...]

A very sexy smooth boy thing has reserved a cabin at the nekkid camping place.
It’s one of a few dirty hippy things I do, while I’m not a dirty hippy. Nor a clean hippy.
Upshot: I ain’t around tonight or tomorrow. Bummer.

“No, still. Don’t move.”
He is 200 pounds of flex and tension, his cock nested in me, lying between my thighs.
“But I want to move…” he gives in to a whine, his brow knit, his cheek against mine.
I’m caressing his ass, one of his hands is in my free hand.
“No, no moving…” I kiss his face, [...]

I think decadence might be defined by having two disparate cocks in you in a single day.
I think ultraluxe decadence might be both cocks knowing about it and being enthusiastic about you getting pleasure, fucking, bliss, love, and the good shit of life from any source, because both cocks think the world of you.
I think [...]