Category: Other photos

Two photos this week, though the first one is the ‘official’ entry and the second more of a bonus shot, after I spent too long messing around with the camera. Sometimes I like to take my time over removing my clothes, whether I’m about to jump in the shower, get changed to go out, or have sex. I also really love being watched as I strip – watched, and in some cases directed.

“Take your shirt off. No, slower. That’s it…one more button, then I want you to touch yourself for me…”

Mm. Hot.

Maybe there’s someone else on the bed in this first photo, and maybe there isn’t. Maybe I’m heading for the bathroom in the second photo, and maybe there’s a woman in the doorway to my bedroom, ordering me to follow her as I peel off my t-shirt. Either way, the ritual of taking off one item of clothing at a time, till I’m completely naked, is what I was thinking about this afternoon, as the snow fell outside my window.

My next-door neighbour moved back to Austria on Thursday, and – along with a whole crate of booze – left me with her six house-plants. I live in the city centre, which right now is pretty cold and bleak; greys and browns dominate, with green an increasingly rare sight. That’s why, as I watered the plants this afternoon, I felt a sudden surge of happiness; when I got to this guy, and felt the weak sunshine streaming through the window and moving over my bare skin, a tingle ran through my body. I thought about rolling around in the high summer grass; about swimming naked in rivers, and fucking against a tree in the woods.

The snow is due to set in next week, but however bad the weather gets over the next couple of months, summer and all its sexy possibilities will never feel far away, as long as I’m surrounded by such greenery.

Because I always pay attention to the short safety demonstration.

…on the lube bottle. An excellent companion in the early hours of a (Sinful) Sunday morning.