Yums

Sometimes it's worth the time taken to notice the finer things in life. Case in point this hunk of man meat sunning all tanned by the poolside.

Just to bring you all up to date, I am currently starting my thirteenth revision of Asylum City. I hope this will be the last revision of this novel, which I plan to publish this year sometime. I am halfway through writing my revision to Asylum City. I am also working on a short story called Family Secrets which I hope to have published soon in Ellery Queen Mystery Magazine. I will continue posting here any changes or updates as I see fit.

Yums

So many yummy young men out there. I don't really know where to start. Makes me just wanna jump right in and enjoy myself being lost in them. hehehe

Yums

I don't know what it is about a guy in underwear that turns me on so but these two I'd like to have sharing my bed with me.

Poetry

Confused

You left me confused

the day you left

I felt abused

felt alone, bereft.
*
The times we spent in one another's arms

I felt no pains, no sorrows

I felt like I would receive no harm

yes-I was never sad.
*
The times we lay in bed

and talked about our lives that lay ahead

I wonder sometimes, if you thought I was the best you had.
*
The hot moments we spent with me inside you

you told me how much you loved that feeling

how it sent you reeling

the feeling of me going off inside you.
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So when I think back now on those times

I wonder if you are reminded of it at any time

remembering all those wonderful times we had

when we were as one-as me and you.

Poetry

Would You Remember Me

If we saw each other tomorrow

or perhaps in another lifetime or place

would you remember me

would you remember my name my face.
*
Could it be the same

start over the way we once were

or would that be an impossibility

am I to take all the blame?
*
I like to believe we could start over

forget our differences forget our trespasses

as we would want others to forgive us

or is this all just a nightmare-I shall never awaken from?
*
Don't judge me until you have walked a mile in my shoes

don't try to make me something you want me to be

but accept me for all my faults and truths

that's all I ask of you
*
so I ask of you

would you remember me

if we were to see each other tomorrow

or perhaps another lifetime-lover

my reason for living-my soulmate.

Poetry

Noticing The Finer Things In Life

I like to sit under a shady tree

drinking a tall glass of iced tea

while watching all the fine college men pass me

It makes me hard just looking at their firm asses

fit into those tight jogging shorts they wear

not to mention their muscular upper bodies and arms

all tanned and rippling

even their legs look good with the calves bulging with muscles

makes me wanna cum in my pants

just thinking about riding that pony

I could sit all day and watch them run by

and hope they don't see me leering at them

I'm going to have good dreams tonight - that I know.