night moves

I remember it clearly. Laying here remembering every touch, every breath, every whisper to which I surrendered that night….. … … More

ulterior motives

I just did it, almost without a thought. Mind you I had had a drink though not many, just enough … More

I didn’t close the curtains. It had got dark and I still didn’t close them. On the third floor of … More

I don’t know what came over me… … when I went out dressed as normal planning for nothing more than … More

make me standin front of youmake me stripjust as you choose, make me pulleach button freeand let my shirtfall openly, … More

This was the day when I properly realised how much I love surrendering to women as much as I do … More

Rising out of a dream I opened my eyes, the passage of sleep was still slow to disperse so I … More

Once again I will confess to being perhaps a little bit tipsy. Not actually drunk because I simply can’t drink … More

erotica in verse, a poem of sexual stirrings and submission…

do you mind that I’ve been with other mendoes it bother you at alldoes it make me lessthan what you … More

another erotic poem from my explorations into my darker sexual side….

It was a hot day, which is an understatement. It felt like melting. Far, far too hot and I needed … More

an awakening poem of desire and opening…….

Moving careless across More skin to touch and claim for his fingers and eyes as every inch of my body was telling me to go with it…

I’m feeling you rise
pray for the moment
your fire imbibed
I beg…..