Saturday, 30 June 2012


I now consider myself to be Twiterate, that is to know my way around Twitter. Yeah right, in my dreams. But I Do know how to Tweet and RT and SO and FF and DM. AND I know what a hashtag does... kind of.  I do Follow Friday and ...  well that's about it really.

Actually, I'm not sure I have the right personality for Twitter.

I get wildly excited when someone follows me. But then I develop and almost manic sense of responsibility for that person. A need to RT at all costs. I feel ridiculously guilty if I forget, especially if they then RT me or GASP actually talk to me.

Now that was fine when I had 80 followers.  At 200 it was getting a bit hard to be that personal with all of them and at 400 I was getting stressed. I'm now standing at 647 and I'm

I've been pointed in the direction of LISTS. YES, I love lists. NO. Tried but too boring. Too cumbersome and how the hell do I decide 1. what to call my lists and 2 who to put on which one. It would help if the person didn't know I was doing it. When I found out they get TOLD they've been put on a list and, worse, which list, I was mortified. NO I AM NOT GOING TO TELL YOU WHAT I NAMED MY LISTS. For some of the people it might not have appeared too flattering.

So what do I do. I am now writing down all the people who follow me and I have marked them manually with stars.

It would be a lot easier if people didn't change their avatar. I'm a very visual person and I remember the picture so i remember who to RT... which is everyone. BLAH

I have yet to discover whether being active on Twitter actually makes a difference to sales, but it has made a huge difference to my life. Now, instead of spending all my days writing I spend them Tweeting. Wait... that's not really a good thing is it? Oops. Maybe I should cut back on the Tweeting a bit.

Any suggestions how to make the tweeting experience more of a

Than a

Wednesday, 27 June 2012

I Just Can't Believe I Could Be So Lucky

After having missed last week it doesn't feel quite so crazy that time has, once again, brought us round to our Wednesday flash date. Here we are with Rune and Luke having some much needed \R & R. This week I've used the prompt... macho man.

Read and enjoy. I've posted over on their very own page too. So if you've missed anything you can catch up with it all

Rune was in heaven. He couldn’t believe it was happening. After all the fear and pain of the last week, he was here, in Luke’s arms—safe.
“Oh God, Luke. Jesus Fucking Christ I… Oh shit.”
“Ssh,” Luke crooned, his voice vibrating on Rune’s belly, his breath ruffling through his hair. “I told you—this is your time. Just lie back and enjoy.”
“But… but I…”
“But nothing. I’m not Rio, Rune. You’re with me now and I’m going to treat you like you deserve, so you’d better get used to it.” He growled and licked Rune’s navel. Whatever thoughts Rune might have had on the subject disappeared from his head.
Rune wasn’t used to being made love to. With Rio he was always expected to do the work… unless for whatever reason he simply couldn’t. He was used to being used, abused, even hurt. It was hard to just lie there and let Luke wake up his body in ways he never would have thought possible. It was hard to surrender to pleasure, to accept he was worthy of it. But every time he tried to reach for Luke, or sit up, or do anything directive, Luke reminded him in non verbal and very physical ways that he really wasn’t going anywhere.
Rune moaned and writhed as Luke carried out a slow exploration of his body, lingering over areas that obviously brought him pleasure and moving on quickly if he showed the slightest signs of discomfort. He’d never had such a tender, responsive lover. Not even the previous times with Luke had been like this. The intensity of the pleasure was almost painful and that, at least, he could understand.
By the time Luke finally entered him, his mind was unhinged. He wasn’t Rune anymore and Luke wasn’t Luke. They were some kind of fantastical being, blending and flowing, losing their individual identities in each other. He reached up and pulled Luke down, arching his back to meet him. Tangling his hands in Luke’s beautiful hair he crushed their lips together and plunged his tongue into Luke’s mouth, further intermingling their beings.
Panting and shaking, with incoherent noises and pleas unconsciously escaping him, Rune clung on for dear life as Luke rode him hard to an explosive orgasm that made him scream.
Collapsing in a tangle of arms and legs the two lay still, panting and shivering, until their hearts began to slow and life returned to their leaden limbs.
Luke raised himself on one elbow and looked down at Rune, who had his eyes closed. “Are you alright?” he asked softly, concern in his voice.
Immediately, Rune opened his eyes and grinned. “Alright? What an inadequate word. I’m…” He struggled to find the right word. Then laughed. “Transformed,” he said. “I’m transcended and transformed.”
“You look it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so relaxed and happy.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt it. Not ever.”
Still breathless, Rune raised his hand and tucked the wild hair behind Luke’s ear. His beautiful eyes were glazed and his lips swollen from the passionate kissing. Luke’s stomach flipped just looking at him and despite the recent lovemaking, his cock twitched. Rune, however, sighed and looked wistful, almost sad. “You’re so beautiful, Luke. What are you doing with someone like me?”
“Someone like you? Someone so incredibly beautiful it makes me breathless? So sweet and loving it hurts my heart? So brave and…”
“I’m none of those things.”
“You’re all of them and more. Much, much more.” Luke smiled in a lazy, sated way, and stroked Rune’s shoulder, but Rune’s smile had vanished.
“I’m broken Luke. You don’t know the half of it.”
“Then you’re going to tell me. You’re going to tell me all the ways you’re broken and we’ll fix them together. We’ll get help if we have to. I’m going to make you whole again, if I have to fight the world to do it.”
“You look so fierce, Luke, my very own macho man.” Rune’s fingers drew aimless pictures on Luke’s chest.
“I’ll be whatever I need to be; whatever you want me to be,” Luke said, with fire in his eyes.
“There’s only one thing I want you to be, Luke.”
“What’s that.”
“Mine.” The word was almost a whisper, full of fear and pleading.
“Always. Forever. Eternally. Completely. Will you be mine?”
“No.” Rune was suddenly all eyes. He looked frightened and Luke was concerned.
Rune frowned. “I don’t want to be yours, Luke,” he said, his voice trembling. “I… I’m sorry. I don’t want to be anyone’s. And I don’t want you to be mine either. I don’t know why I said that, what I was thinking. I don’t want either of us to belong to anyone but ourselves. I just want us to be together forever.”
“Your wish is my command,” Luke said with a flourish. “I think you’re right, especially after what you’ve been through. We should be careful about the labels we put on ourselves. You’re Rune and you don’t belong to anyone. I’m Luke and I don’t belong to anyone, but Rune and Luke are most definitely one with each other and, I hope always will be.”
Luke had never seen such a beautiful smile. He lowered his head and kissed Rune lightly, searching his eyes. Then he grinned.
“Come on. I’m starving. Let’s see what state the terrible twins have left the kitchen in.”

Now go read the rest of the wonderful flashers.

MA Church    m/m
Nephylim    m/m
Sara York     m/m
Elyzabeth VaLey     m/f
Tali     m/m
M C Houle m/m

Sunday, 24 June 2012

Blog Share

Dear friends,

I would love to do something for you! I want to try something, which is similar to the Facebook Like Fest! But this time it's all about blogs. allows to remove the no-follow command for posted links! It's amazing to share with each other, to get traffic to the blogs! WordPress doesn't allow this. Only if you have an own hosted blog! 

I have only one rule, to participate in this special event, I want you to add a comment with your blog's URL. I will add your URLs in this post and update it every time someone adds a new link.

But... in the same time, I want you to post a similar post on your blog, so people can post their links to your blog too! In this way we can share our links and promote each other! And people who have a good rank with their blogs could help their fellow author friends! The Search engines LOVE to follow links! Which is sadly not possible with WordPress blogs. They have a hidden HTML Code with the no-follow attribute! That means Search machines will not follow your posted links!

So please share this post and participate in this amazing event! But please, only do this if you are also willing to give. It's all about sharing and not only taking! ;-)

Let the game begin, please post your Blogger links as a comment and enjoy this event! :-)

share and spread the word!

Thursday, 21 June 2012

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Bigger Briefs: Reluctant Romance Guys and Guys.

A Multi-author M/M anthology from the writers of Wednesday Briefs, who bring you prompt induced Flash fiction every Wednesday. Bigger Briefs is an anthology we began to showcase our slightly bigger briefs. Er, flash fiction. 
We invite you to take the journey with us!

Sometimes true love is reluctant to blossom and needs a little bit of coaxing in order to come out. But a strong will and a heart filled with determination will triumph every time! The authors of the Bigger Briefs present to you these m/m tales of lovers who just need a gentle prod to push them into the relationship they’ve been yearning for.

The Teacher's Seduction- AJ Jarrett
Kale Noble is enjoying his first teaching assignment until he meets the man of his dreams who just so happens to be one of his students. Kale is at war with himself with what is right and what he wants and a flirtatious Dorian doesn’t make it any easier. Will Kale’s since of duty keep these two apart or will Dorian be able to worm his way past Kale’s barriers?
Missing Love - Sara York
Brad is heartbroken when long term lover Rick leaves him. His friend Thomas does all he can to care for him and make him feel better but will he also be able to win Brad's stubborn heart?
Operation Seducing Jayden - MC Houle
A married couple must convince their sexy neighbor to give them a chance at love.
Changing his Mind MA Church
Zane’s so gorgeous, but he’s heartbreakingly shy, and Neil despairs at ever getting more than two words from the man, much less anything else. Discovering that they share a mutual interest in a m/m novelist is a start, perhaps to better things. Zane’s been burned before, so badly, he never wants to let anyone in, ever again. But he’s beginning to learn that the self-confident and sexy Neil doesn’t understand the meaning of the word no.When you’re caught between a rock and a hard place, is it possible to meet somewhere in between, and see what might develop?

Skye Blue -Nephylim
The trouble with the internet is that you never really know who's behind the name on the screen. When Sam gets drawn in by his friend's obsession he soon finds that nothing is quite as it seems.

Laying the Foundation - Lily Sawyer
As an architect, Chester Jones loves seeing his drawings come to life. He enjoys his solitary life in the mountains of Colorado, close enough to Denver to see clients but far enough away to bask in Mother Nature’s glory. The last thing he wants or needs is love—been there, done that. Why would he choose to put himself through that kind of pain again?Jesse Waters is a top-notch surgeon in Denver. He wants to build a getaway in the country, and for that he needs an architect.Enter Chester Jones.Jesse’s willing, but Chester’s reluctant—between them, can they build something more than a dream house?

Lamb to the Slaughter -Julie Lynn Hayes

Elliot Lamb has crushed on Roy Slaughter ever since they started working together, but he's never had the nerve to make the first move. Now, with the help of his best friend, Tony Fox, he's gonna take a chance, even if it means going back to nature to do it!

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Bigger Briefs: Reluctant Romance Guys and Girls

A Multi-author M/F anthology from the writers of Wednesday Briefs, who bring you prompt induced Flash fiction every Wednesday. Bigger Briefs is an anthology we began to showcase our slightly bigger briefs. Er, flash fiction. We invite you to take the journey with us! 

Sometimes true love is reluctant to blossom and needs a little bit of coaxing in order to come out. But a strong will and a heart filled with determination will triumph every time! The authors of the Bigger Briefs present to you these m/f tales of lovers who just need a gentle prod to push them into the relationship they’ve been yearning for.

Just Desserts by Meg Weasley
For Sam, the idea of sex with another man’s wife is deplorable—and the little gold band on her finger marks Moira as off-limits… but Moira knows the way into a man’s pants is through his stomach and her decadent desserts just may prove to be irresistible...

Little Bethany by Elyzabeth VaLey
Malcolm is stuck in an elevator with the last woman he wishes to be near to: Bethany. His best friend’s little sister is also like family to him, or at least, that’s what he keeps telling himself. However, little Bethany is not so little anymore and she has other plans…

Just one Dance -Sara York
All Layton wants is one dance but Wendy has something in her life that's holding her back. Can Layton convince her to give in to him?

Come on You Reds.
Blake Supports Chelsea, Karen Supports Manchester United. They may be footballing enemies but the sexual chemistry between them is electric. Who's going to come out on top?

Monday, 18 June 2012

I got tagged for Lucky Seven

Okay, so this blogging business then. It just keeps getting weirder. Today I find myself tweeted at that I've been tagged for Lucky Seven. Well now, what the heck is that?

Apparently the rules are that I have to

1.  Paste in seven lines, starting the seventh line down on either page 7 or 77 of my current work in progress
2. Tag 7 other people

SO... Hmmm

Here is lies 7 to 14 of page 77 of my WIP 'Fairies at the Bottom of the Garden" which is about... a... YEAH, you've guessed, a fair. He's called Draven and he looks like this

creep through the severe expression. “You think my face is fair?” he asked softly.

For a moment, Keiron was transfixed, then he mentally shook himself and looked away. “You know it is,” he said.

Draven was silent for a while, then he said. “It’s true, but it’s also true that you’ve no idea whether or not there’s blackness in my heart.”
Keiron smiled. “Trust me, Draven, the state of your heart in clear in everything you say and do. There might be darkness there; there is in everyone, but it’s not black, that’s for sure.” He sneaked a

So there you are. your first introduction to my darling Draven, who has so much trouble with Jam.
Thank you to Kia for the tag. You really should check put her blog it's fab, she's a crazy Dutch chick with a lot to say about interesting and diverse things.

Now I have to chose 7 people to tag. Hmm. I've recently come across some AMAZING blogs on Twitter so I think I will tag some of them just to get it out there, and also to get some tasters.

If any of you are brave enough to take up the challenge then please post a comment with a link to where we can find it.

Wednesday, 13 June 2012

So here we are at Wednesday again and it's time to flash.

This week, I've chosen 'You can't be serious'.

Rune sighed and folded himself into Luke’s arms as if he’d been born to be there. For a while, they were content just to lie together, with Rune’s head snuggled into Luke’s chest and Luke’s arms wrapped gently and carefully around Rune. Then Rune raised his head and they spent more time simply looking at each other, their eyes speaking into the silence.
Finally, Rune stretched up and brushed his lips across Luke’s smiling at the shudder that went through him. “You’re beautiful, Luke,” Rune breathed, “all the way through.” He didn’t give Luke a chance to answer because he claimed his lips again, teasing them with his teeth and feather light flicks with the tip of his tongue.
As they kissed their hands began to explore, hesitant at first, then with more confidence as they touched skin and felt the tremors beneath their fingers.
Quite suddenly, Rune pulled away and stood up. Luke gasped and reached for him, feeling bereft. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” Rune said. He wasn’t smiling, but the look in his eyes said that he wasn’t unhappy. “I want to dance with you.”
“What? You can’t be serious. Dance? Now?”
Rune said nothing, but held out his hand. That look was undeniable and Luke took the hand as if in a dream. As soon as he was on his feet, Rune wrapped himself around him and began to sway. Luke was reminded that Rune didn’t just dance, he was a dancer. Raising his arms, Rune closed his eyes and seemed to lose himself in music that was playing nowhere but inside his head.
Luke held on tight as Rune bent backwards, relying entirely on Luke’s arms to hold him up. Luke gasped as the backward flex ground Rune’s pelvis into him.
“Mmm,” he murmured, closing his own eyes as Rune gyrated his hips.
With one hand anchored in the hair at the back of Luke’s head, Rune brought himself upright, one leg hooked around Luke’s waist as he leaned back again, draping himself over one arm and presenting Luke with a vision of loveliness. Despite the bruises, Rune’s body was beautiful, a real dancer’s body, toned and perfect, the skin as pale as milk. Luke couldn’t resist; he had to touch.
As Luke ran his free hand down Rune’s body, Rune undulated, as cats sometimes do when being stroked. Soft sighs escaped Rune’s lips as he rolled his head and arched his back, the evidence of his pleasure showing clearly in the growing bulge in his jeans. Smiling, Luke brushed his hand over the taut fabric and Rune squeaked. Raising himself upright and turning, he leaped lightly and wrapped his other leg around Luke, gripping tightly.
With Luke’s hands on either side of his waist, Rune lifted himself, flexing so Luke found himself face to face with the large, bright opal, shimmering with every imaginable colour, that nestled into Rune’s navel.
“Wow,” Luke breathed and began to kiss around it. Humming with pleasure Rune continued his dance, arching and swaying, his hair a cascade of silver which, at times, almost touched the floor.
Finally, Rune sat up straight and bent his head forward so the glorious hair fell around Luke like a curtain shutting him off from the outside world. Tilting his face upwards, he met Rune’s dazzling gaze and that, even more than the hungry lips that covered his own, took his breath away.
Feeling weak, Luke bent over the bed, lowering Rune carefully onto the mattress. Rune let go readily and lay spread out, his eyes dazed and his lips bruised from the kiss. Breathing hard, Luke knelt on the floor between his knees and ran his hands lightly over his torso.
“My beautiful, beautiful Rune,” he crooned and Rune smiled a slow, sexy smile, as he raised his hands over his head and arched his back. Leaning down, Luke kissed his lips, then worked slowly down over his chin and throat to one of the shell pink nipples that stood out like pebbles on the sand. Rune shivered as he gently bit and little whimpers escaped him and drove Luke wild. He wanted him more than he had ever wanted anyone: anything, but he wasn’t about to lose control. This wasn’t about him; this was about Rune. He was going to show Rune what it was like to be loved, to be really loved.
“I want to be naked, Luke,” Rune moaned. “Please.”
“Whatever you want, beautiful boy,” Luke responded, kissing all the way down to the waistband of his jeans. By the time he got there Rune was shaking and sweating and begging under his breath, whispering, “Please, please, please,” over and over.
Grinning, Luke undid the jeans and slipped them off. Rune moaned loudly as he was exposed to the cool air.
“Ssh,” Luke murmured blowing cool air across his hot skin.”
“Touch me. Touch me,” Rune moaned.
Standing up, Luke wriggled out of his clothes, then sank back to his previous position. Battering down anger at the bruises on Rune’s thighs, which joined those on his belly ribs and back in crystallising the vow in Luke’s heart to make Rio pay for every one of them, Luke ran his hands over the trembling flesh making him moan and writhe.
“Luke, Luke, Luke,” Rune moaned over and over and eventually Luke could bear it no longer and flung himself down onto the bed next to Rune, taking him into his arms, pressing his body against him, feeling the hot, trembling flesh slide over his own.
Suddenly thrown onto his back, Luke gasped and arched as Rune began to suck, lick and bite him. He almost lost control but forced himself to gently push Rune back and lay him on his back on the bed. “Not today, little one,” he said into Rune surprised and almost hurt face. “Today it’s all for you.”  Smiling gently he lowered his head and showed Rune exactly what he meant.

Now go check the other flashers

MA Church    m/m
Tali      m/m
Sara York     m/m
MC Houle      m/m
Michael Mandrake   m/m

Monday, 11 June 2012

Monday Morning Blues

Here comes Monday morning and I'm about to get ready for work. I have go a whorelawyering again to earn the crust. Thought I'd cheer myself up with some pretty pictures.

Silver by Maria

Ariel by Maria
Andrej by Maria

Yeah, I like Maria/'s work... so shoot me... no seriously, it's Monday morning., PLEASE shoot me

By Heise

By Heise

Friday, 8 June 2012


Due to popular request Rune and Luke have been brought together on their very own page. Now, if you want to catch up or read from the start they're all there together on their very own page. I've started with chapter one and gone all the way down to... CAN YOU BELIEVE IT... chapter 20!!!!  I'll continue to add every Wednesday so our boys will always be close to each other.

ALSO In  a double whammy... my serialised story SPECIAL which I never finished serialising has also been give a page of its own. So if anyone wants to take a look and leave a comment/tweet/fbmention then please feel free. As I'm so kind to you and all.....  :)


I'm thinking of writing a few horror shots. Explore some different styles and concepts of horror. Maybe I'll start a new page for them, too, with a warning. Once I let out my inner demons there are no such thing as taboos.

Wednesday, 6 June 2012

Wednesday Briefs - I Need Your Love

Wednesday yet again. Sorry I was late. Long story

This week's prompt I chose was It that what you think of me....

Ch 20 – I Need Your Love
Rune was back where he belonged, in Luke’s arms and Luke had no intention of ever letting him go.
“You’re safe now, Rune. I promised before and let you down…” Rune touched Luke’s lips and shook his head.
“You didn’t let me down, Luke. You never let me down. You’re the only one in my whole life who never let me down. I don’t deserve you.”
“Deserve me? Hell no. You deserve so much better than me. You’re an angel, Rune. From the very first moment I saw you on the stage you took my breath away. I thought you were the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen. Then, when we talked at the bar… phew the things you did to that olive--” They both smiled and Rune sucked his bottom lip into his mouth a blush tinting his pale cheeks.
“You’re an incredible dancer and a beautiful person. You’ve got the most amazing eyes, the sweetest smile and the sexiest body I’ve ever seen… or touched.” Rune blushed more deeply. “But more than that, more than all of that, you’re strong and brave and proud and I have so much respect for you.”
“Is that really what you think about me? That I’m strong and brave? That’s not true.”
“Oh yes it is.”
“No, Luke. I wish it was, I really do. If I was brave and strong I’d have left Rio long ago. I’d have made something of myself.”
“You have made something of yourself. You’re a talented dancer, a fabulous singer. You have a band, a career…”
“Had. Rio warned them off. Rio always warns them off-- my friends.”
“Rune,” Luke cupped his face and gently stroked his cheek with his thumb. “You did it. You broke away. You got away from him. “
“You did that, Luke. You saved me.”
“I came to pick you up. If you hadn’t found me, persevered in calling me, been brave enough to tell me where you were, and to walk out of the house when I got there, you’d still be there. And before that-- at the hospital; when we were fighting… You stood up to him.”
“But I was so scared.”
“So what? No matter how scared you were; you did it. In fact… the more scared you were the braver it was that you did it.”
“I’m not brave,” Rune mumbled.
Luke scooted closer and took Rune into his arms, kissing him softly. You’re the bravest man I know.”
“I wish I could believe you.”
“Don’t worry,” Luke said, teasing Rune’s lips with his teeth. “You don’t have to. I’ll believe double -- enough for both of us.”
“But…” Luke silenced him with a kiss. Pressing him back onto the bed, Luke tugged Rune’s tshirt out of his jeans and ran his hand around his waist, shivering at the feel of the warm skin under his hand. Rune shivered, too and Luke felt the tiny pimples rise under his fingers.
“Luke,” Rune breathed arching his body so Luke’s hand could caress his back, then he whimpered.
“What’s wrong?”
“Rune?” Luke drew back and looked into Rune’s face. “Something hurt you. What was it? What did I do?”
“Nothing. You… you didn’t do anything.”
“Rio,” Luke hissed. “Rio hurt you.” Rune bit his lip and nodded. “Show me.”
Reluctantly, Rune sat up and pulled off his tshirt. Luke was speechless. Gently, he ran his hands over the bruises that discoloured Rune’s ribs. Turning him to the side he gasped at the long angry weltson his back. “He did this? Rio did this to you?”
“Yes,” Rune whispered. “I thought… I thought he was going to kill me.”
“The night before last.”
“What happened?” Rune shook his head and turned away. “Rune please… please tell me what happened.”
“I… I was asleep. I must have been dreaming about you. He said I’d said your name. He made me get up and put on… He has a… harness… straps. He likes to tie me up, to…” Rune shuddered and bit his trembling lip hard. “He strapped me up so I couldn’t move and he... whipped me. He made me beg and plead with him not to hurt me. I had to tell him I love him and he’s the only person I want and have ever wanted. He said… He said I wasn’t being convincing. So I told him the truth. I told him you’re the one I want, and he… That’s when he really started on me. He threw the whip down and punched me, over and over. I couldn’t protect myself because my hands were… I was still strapped up.”
Luke shook his head. “The bastard. I’m going to fucking kill him.”
“No, Luke… That wouldn’t do any good. Let’s just forget him please, just for now, can we forget him?”
“How can I…?” Taking in the look on Rune’s face, the defensive way he was holding himself, Luke sighed and forced himself to smile. “Okay. I’m sorry, Rune. I’m sorry. Come here.”
Gently wrapping his arms around him, Luke drew Rune’s head down onto his shoulder and stroked his hair. Rune put his arms around him and hugged him close. Desperately, hungrily Rune kissed Luke, pressing against him as if he was trying to push his body right through him.
“Hey, hey it’s okay. It’s okay, take it easy.”
“Make love to me, Luke. It’s been so long. Rio doesn’t make love to me… he fucks me and I want someone to make me feel beautiful, to make me feel special and important, to believe I’m worth something.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, Rune. Listen to me. You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, ever held in my arms. I’m blessed to have even met you. Don’t you ever, ever think you’re not worth anything, because you’re worth everything to me.”
“E… everything?”
“Absolutely everything. Now… come here and I’ll make love to you in any way you want.

Now go visit my fellow briefers

Tali     m/m
MA Church    m/m
LM Brown    m/m
MC Houle     m/m
Lily Sawyer      m/m