Second Love

This piece is written as a follow up to a recent reflection on the first time I fell in love. My second love floored me. I handed my heart into the palms of my best friend and there are no words to describe the feeling of him taking it and …

Silent Night

It’s busy. The cold envelopes the crowd, and as such we are all dressed for the occasion. Scarves, hats, gloves, and coats which give us the glorious warmth to juxtapose the stinging cold on our cheeks. In reality there not much to see at the moment, save the tops of …

So I’m going to Eroticon 2017

Lastnight I did the following things: Wrote Checked the Eroticon 2017 Twitter account (@eroticonUK) Re read what I’d written and laughed that I considered I might actually want to go Booked a weekend in Dublin Baked a pear and ginger cake, and blueberry, almond and polenta cake Thought more about …

Sweat

I adore sweat. I’ve spent all day watching the Great North Run coverage thinking about sweat. I’ve seen pictures of people training, running, and wishing I could fuck them afterwards. I love fucking guys when they’ve been to the gym and already smell of sweat. I love the feeling of …

Yorkshire Puddings

This story was inspired by @EA_unadorned and his genius idea for a GBBO themed writing competition. This excites me in many ways, because one thing I love almost as much as fucking is cake. It is based on a combination of realities, drawn together for this story. We’d been at …