The Zoeverse
This time it is different, it is a romantic sexy story. I am surprised. In absence of him it is lust that breaks through. Deep, reptilian reflex desire. I love him, sure, but in the background. In the foreground I want to consume him. It is him at the very end of frenzied fucking or Read More
Latex fetish sex wasn’t my thing, but I did it anyway. Fucking a drug dealer wasn’t enough for me. I had to fuck a drug manufacturer. He was 6 foot 7 inches tall. Had an extra bend in his spine. Bald. Asymmetrical face and crooked jaw. Some of my colleagues called him “Lurch” and I Read More
There was a time when an OKCupid date was guaranteed, and when OKCupid functioned as the best dating site on the internet. It had a good run, that site. Eventually they modeled it after Tinder more and more and it devolved to the point where it’s no longer possible to make a good connection. There Read More
He is handsome and wholesome, and is withholding sex. He waits. Isn’t ready. Wholesome Clark needs to be comfortable. His denial gets me so hot. We go on chaste dates. Hold hands while walking by the lake. At dinner with his brother and girlfriend, he’ll play footsie with me under the table. Always innocent, never Read More
When someone doesn’t trust you it undermines everything. I don’t trust you when you say you have emotions for me. I don’t trust your erection. Don’t trust you when you say you’d rather stay here than go home to your wife and kid. I don’t trust your love. Nor your attraction. I don’t trust you Read More
He doesn’t know I’m watching him, yet. Thinking of garden sex. His back to me in the garden. He’s wearing work gloves, baseball cap, jeans and a faded t-shirt. Brownish grey curls sticking out of the back of the cap. The Plant Whisperer is doing what he does – he’s examining the plants, surveying what Read More
In this moment, you are my lover. “Scared”, I say, staring into his eyes. A veil of his sandy hair draping over the corner of one of them. Not an hour earlier he shook with embarrassment to tell me that he didn’t like my body, and that had impacted his attraction to me and his Read More
I am supposed to find someone, for some forgotten reason. Not looking for my first Israeli lover. Finding him is an accident. And so I visit a camp I never would, full of people, and ask around. I don’t find them. Instead, I find Nisim. A hot Israeli man. This hot Israeli man knows the Read More
My first visit to St Louis is a convergence of coincidence and strangeness and weather. Within one hour of arriving a friend I’ve just met who is hosting me, and who becomes a brother to me, is crying with me about our mutual friend who hung himself the year before. RIP Kang. Within three hours Read More
Latest excruciating self-torture in The Zoeverse: Falling in love with monogamous men. I don’t fantasize. I replay. Recall an erotic encounter so intense I didn’t fully take it in, and then repeat it over and over again in my mind, deepening my relationship to it in every sweet, hot, juicy, dripping detail. Exquisite remembering. Perhaps Read More