A brief photo series representing the giddy indecision one feels upon walking into a room to discover that the gentleman has offered a variety of interesting places for you to sit… ~C
Tickling Lola
Euphemisms for male masturbation have always seemed so violent to me. “Choking the bishop,” and Holden’s favorite, “Roughing up the suspect,” for example. The one I always use is “tickling myself.” It sounds so leisurely and playful, right? Anyway, these were my thoughts upon receiving this wonderful submission from Lola. The action itself is the… Continue reading Tickling Lola
Get Sprung
Untouched, unfiltered, and unpublished, from February 2015. The first day of Spring is close at hand, though our local weather for the past few days has been more indicative of late April! (This will change: Frosty nights will temporarily return, over the coming weekend.) Last year’s original post was an ode to spring, and I believe… Continue reading Get Sprung
Hard Target
I am truly envious of Holden’s ability to maintain — for lack of a better term — a professional approach during our photo shoots. Don’t get me wrong, he smiles a lot and praises me when shooting me by myself, and blurts out a “Fucking hot!” from time to time. But he’s never become so distracted… Continue reading Hard Target
Kindly Requested
It was gently brought to our attention that more rear views would be appreciated. And just so you know, the timing of a photo depicting this particular activity is purely coincidental, as we will not be jumping into the controversy surrounding Steak and Blowjob Day. Nope. We made chicken tacos.