January 12th, 2009
January 5th, 2009
December 22nd, 2008
Written on parchment paper in ink
My dearest Brian,
You see that? I start with the truth. You are dearest to me. Dearer than anyone else in this world or any other. You own me. Body, heart, and soul, I've been penetrated through the heart with cupid's arrow and it will never be removed. Fatally in love with you, Brian, and I can't imagine being any other way.
My darling boy, my husband, my love, I've been thinking of you all day. I always think of you. I think about the curl of your hair, the bitchy way your breath hitches before you slap my hands off your thighs when you're sleeping, the way your eyebrow moves when you try not to laugh at me. I think about the way you taste, the way you smell, and the way your body feels against mine when we sleep. The way you fit against me. I think about the way you open up for me- not physically, though that's unspeakably erotic- but emotionally, letting me in like the flower lets the bee. And we're back to erotic pollination, but it's not about that. It's about the way I feel like I'm coming home when I put my head on your chest and let your heartbeat rush over me, mine own changing to fit.
You are amazing, beautiful, brilliant, and I daily thank every star in the night sky that you are mine and I am
Yours,
Liam
You see that? I start with the truth. You are dearest to me. Dearer than anyone else in this world or any other. You own me. Body, heart, and soul, I've been penetrated through the heart with cupid's arrow and it will never be removed. Fatally in love with you, Brian, and I can't imagine being any other way.
My darling boy, my husband, my love, I've been thinking of you all day. I always think of you. I think about the curl of your hair, the bitchy way your breath hitches before you slap my hands off your thighs when you're sleeping, the way your eyebrow moves when you try not to laugh at me. I think about the way you taste, the way you smell, and the way your body feels against mine when we sleep. The way you fit against me. I think about the way you open up for me- not physically, though that's unspeakably erotic- but emotionally, letting me in like the flower lets the bee. And we're back to erotic pollination, but it's not about that. It's about the way I feel like I'm coming home when I put my head on your chest and let your heartbeat rush over me, mine own changing to fit.
You are amazing, beautiful, brilliant, and I daily thank every star in the night sky that you are mine and I am
Yours,
Liam
December 8th, 2008
It's coming on Christmas, they're cutting down trees. They're putting up reindeer, and singing songs of joy and peace. Oh I wish I had a river, I could skate away on. But it don't snow here. It stays pretty green
It's a Joni Mitchell kind of night.
Speaking of unbelievably gay things I've said in my life.
( Geoff )
( Josie )
It's a Joni Mitchell kind of night.
Speaking of unbelievably gay things I've said in my life.
( Geoff )
( Josie )
November 14th, 2008
November 2nd, 2008
October 25th, 2008
So, pretend like I'm not insane.
Take a moment.
I'm waiting.
Yep.
Okay, so. What's a good anniversary gift for someone who loves blood play and pretends he doesn't know when your anniversary is?
Take a moment.
I'm waiting.
Yep.
Okay, so. What's a good anniversary gift for someone who loves blood play and pretends he doesn't know when your anniversary is?
October 17th, 2008
October 6th, 2008
September 27th, 2008
I don't like this.
I miss my dick. I don't have anything to hold comfortingly. Not that my hands flex that well, but.
I miss my dick. I don't have anything to hold comfortingly. Not that my hands flex that well, but.
September 17th, 2008
August 23rd, 2008
Oh my god, so tired. I feel the need to fall over in bed and never move again.
Would not be averse to company.
Would not be averse to company.
August 8th, 2008
July 25th, 2008
Closed third person
Liam enjoyed kissing. He liked the immediacy of it. The heat and breath, the pulse beneath his hand as he curved his hand around a lover's throat. He liked feeling lips swell under his mouth, bruises form on delicate skin, blood rising to the surface, nearly close enough to taste.
He liked not letting his teeth sink in.
He liked kissing and fucking and sucking, semen in it's pretty latex and sweat, warmth and laughter. He liked having people want him. He liked lovers bragging about having had him, having eyes follow him through a crowd. He liked biting shoulders, sucking on nipples. The warm curves of women, the hard lines of men. He liked being in the middle, he liked being on the outside, driving into someone driving into someone else. He liked heavy petting and soft kisses.
He liked dancing and holding hands. The sea shore and boating. Tiny restaurants and long conversations. Casually dating some people. More seriously dating Geoff.
And nothing, ever, as seriously as Brian. Nothing like coming home to the apartment he paid half the rent on, had stolen keys for. Pressing Brian against doors, biting him until he bled. Making only Brian bleed, ever. Swallowing his cock without a barrier. Wrapping around him to sleep, possessive and protective. Wondering how long they can stay together this life before he has to tie Brian to him with something small and helpless.
He liked not letting his teeth sink in.
He liked kissing and fucking and sucking, semen in it's pretty latex and sweat, warmth and laughter. He liked having people want him. He liked lovers bragging about having had him, having eyes follow him through a crowd. He liked biting shoulders, sucking on nipples. The warm curves of women, the hard lines of men. He liked being in the middle, he liked being on the outside, driving into someone driving into someone else. He liked heavy petting and soft kisses.
He liked dancing and holding hands. The sea shore and boating. Tiny restaurants and long conversations. Casually dating some people. More seriously dating Geoff.
And nothing, ever, as seriously as Brian. Nothing like coming home to the apartment he paid half the rent on, had stolen keys for. Pressing Brian against doors, biting him until he bled. Making only Brian bleed, ever. Swallowing his cock without a barrier. Wrapping around him to sleep, possessive and protective. Wondering how long they can stay together this life before he has to tie Brian to him with something small and helpless.
July 6th, 2008
June 27th, 2008
Correct me if I'm wrong, but that's my ass, isn't it? I am so sure I didn't sign a release for that.
June 23rd, 2008
So. I obviously uh. Did a sponsorship for St. Pete Pride. That means, amongst other things, a booth and a space in the parade. Anyone want to be on the float?
June 14th, 2008
All right. I would like to go out to dinner with a beautiful person of whom I already have carnal knowledge.
Who wants dinner and dancing?
Who wants dinner and dancing?
June 2nd, 2008
I like Mondays. It's beach day. I still can't get over the whole thing with the sun.
Even though it's a sauna outside lately. Might head over to the gulf coast.
Anyone want to come with?
Even though it's a sauna outside lately. Might head over to the gulf coast.
Anyone want to come with?