Epicurean

I swear I can smell cunt. I feel like a goddamned dog, or maybe a wolf, yeah, maybe a wolf—downwind of some delicious, vulnerable prey. I don’t belong here alone, this wasn’t my idea, but here I am, and there is pussy everywhere. I can’t get away from it. Little… Read more“Epicurean”

Day at the Park

I’m a fantasizing exhibitionist. Nothing excites me more than the thought of showing off my naked body in public places. I often daydream about parading around in the buff downtown during lunch hour or strolling nude through the mall on a Friday night, my fully exposed cock and balls swaying… Read more“Day at the Park”