Red and Black
What happens when those legs uncross and that hand wanders further?
Sinful Sunday
Reaching For Blue
On day one of our adventure, she greeted us in all her beauty, reaching for the blue. Let the sins begin.
Cold Feet
As always, we Canucks know how to stay warm in these frigid days. I now have PhotoShop and, after a few lessons, now (sort of) how to use it...time to start playing. After the better part of eighteen stressful months that involved my finally burning out last summer, it's time to get back to work. ...so where were we?
Lusting Outside the Box
With all the ice and snow...and Toronto will likely be under a state of emergency before the evening is out...we found this box in the mail today...wonder what's inside? A box this size, it could be condoms, or a small dildo for m'lady, or even rope to help restrain her in her enjoyment. Perhaps nipple clamps or a leash for her collar...or a ball gag, as those are always fun. So many little things with big possibilities...
Storm’s Bluster
To all those complaining about winter...this is how we deal with it in Canada. Well, certain advantages to a ninth storey condo.
‘Tis the season to be naughty….
Sing it with me now! Although, it is bloody cold out there already...but IT'S SNOWING!!! Someone bring the rum...we're doing bodyshots!
The Evolving Atheist: A Review of Tattoos
Yes, all five have been posted somewhere on here...in fact all five were for previous Sinful Sunday posts. There were five tattoos on the Atheist Man... it seems no others lurking on this body anywhere else...but it is time for review. So, for the first time in one place and in the correct timeline order and including a brief description of why and how they happened... On St. Patrick's Day, 2004...the, then, Pagan Boy sat in a tattoo artist's chair for the first time. This was supposed to be a shamrock on top of a maple leaf in honor of his Irish-Canadian heritage. The artist, however, drew a clover. The boy missed it as well. In fact it was his mother, of all people, who pointed it out to one evening at the dinner table. October 6, [Read more...]
Fishy Ink
I was all ready with my normal story for Wicked Wednesday and then a rather major problem occurred...for starters, the story simply will not work in blog format. So was back to the drawing board this afternoon...however, then a thought occurred that was just too much to pass up. A DUEL POST FOR SINFUL SUNDAY AND WICKED WEDNESDAY!!! With the Wicked Wednesday prompt being "pain and pleasure" this week, this seemed oddly appropriate...and this may not be as sinful as some photos might seem (though to some it will be seen as a bigger sin than any sensual pic might be)...but finally got my Darwin fish. This pic was taken just this afternoon of the newest addition to the Stranded left arm, and tattoo #5...not quite four days old yet, having [Read more...]