Dear Reader(s?),
I write Erotic Fiction and Non-Fiction. I occassionally post these here on my blog. I like writing about sex a lot, Its meditative and relaxing. I had a very crazy fun time this last week in Massachusetts, lots to write about. No sex or anything, UNFORTUNATELY. Anyway, its always so dramatic to go home, and it raises a bunch of shit you may not even have known was there. I am having a bit of a hard time without A Job. But I see no reason or value in being anything other than a Ruthless Optimist. So, I am not worried. The world is like one of those big ticking time bombs. One day that ticking will cease and then something new will happen. But unlike those bombs it will not be a catastrophic catastrophe. That ticking will calm and from the new silence will spill a Euphoric Rainbow of Truth and Beauty.
Fountains of water corrode the structure, and deep channells that guide to the source guide you. But every touch, deeper than the first, pushes you to climax. As is so with natures flow of water, it is also with man. And every new expellant of that eager tiger, digs through another mound of latent structure. This, until there is no more to resist. So together you cleanse it, and dirty it up. The reach is just response to the beckon, and the beckon to the reach. Trickling down your neck like a leaking spell, enchanting you to the feral devotion of wolves. You gorge yourself on that nectar, swallowing and soon you recreate those expulsions, and thick streaming heat stains again. But so what, what lies between you and your animal intercourse? The beaten paths of a glutton and a mongering whore. The world is a map to the fortune, and it is for you to find it. Maybe in a million dreams, the seeds are pouring around us. Seeded and stained on this surface as that of your room. Dirty dirty, you feel. Wet and tumbled in mud and filth that squeezed itself between you, like it has so many times before. And you wanted it, you’ll want it again. But shameful as a pile of hair and stones spattered in rusted matter, you dig through this mess to nest and slumber. Tomorrow rising will coax the sunlight, and together you can push through that awful day. For soon as the moon spills, and creamy dreams melt into your hungry cup, he will rise and fill it. So hot, the tongue and bones. Muscles wrapped in firm taught skin, pounding into you. A ring from his finger slips as second knuckle breaks the seal. Squealing in ecstasy turns to be only pain. And your erotic grimace, so familiar to the sheets, breaks back open. No nothing wrong with the dogs in heat. No one begged the groaning beast, as it came. It collapsed here groaning your name. When will the comfort of cock show its colors to you? Why are you so lost in the fist that split you? Who fingered your pussy, until your penis arose? You can ask yourself these questions as your dripping lips smear the floorboards. As the rug burns your legs, the fire scourge and charms. Listening as he buttons jeans, tearing as your floor creaks. Pale white is a terrible color for the sky, it seems. With so much spilled from you, you return from your animal state. And dredge this day, squinting and broken. The moon now spills towards the sea, saving you tonight. And tomorrow until one day, when the sun is red in the sky, and you are stroking your chest and smearing the sweat from your brow. The tanned muscles clenching as your bent downwards, stretching. Then the star burns, you snap backwards, your spine unravels. Now the wolves return, you growl knowingly. Hope made it different then, and the dark mountains blacking your past, are mounds in the distance. You find him, and there in the sunlight, with your growing crave…His arms unfold. Now swallowing is fulfilling, and the deep lines guiding you towards that beast, are well lined in joyous meat. Smile hopeful, as golden heat warms the horizon. That warm pit of gold, is only a stones throw from the pale white staining your sun. Remove your whiskers and breathe in the breeze of righteous youth, and the delicious peak of rock hard arms, open & waiting to embrace you.
xo
Noah
