Photo dump, sexy edition.

[valarltd]

Corban is in a bad mood today.


That's our Valerio, looking very sexy as he teaches Nick to swim in Italy. (I don't know who our calendar model is)


Michelino, doing what he does best. (that's actually Antonio Sabato Jr.)


Steven, the picture that hangs in their bedroom, as opposed to the Othello hanging in the living room. (Paul Robeson was a beautiful man)







I met the artist and own this picture on a glass necklace.


This one actually inspired the novella "Long term." http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/LongTerm.html

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LOL. My reaction came out reading like this:

“Stand up and strip for me,” Teague ordered. “I need to show
you something.”

Teague stood and took off his own clothes, watching Ian
disrobe. He always did this with male subs. It reinforced who was
on top and made sure the ordinary dominance struggles didn’t take
place.

He stroked his cock hard and beckoned Ian to stand facing him.
He pulled the boy until the tip of his cock, not quite out from under
its foreskin, touched Ian’s belly.

“Look at us, boy.” He stared down their bodies at where their
cocks stood together.

Ian’s cock fell short of his body by two, almost three inches
and was barely two-thirds the thickness. Its little head looked
naked and bare next to Teague’s hooded one.

“What does this tell you, boy?” he demanded.

“That you are my superior in every way, Sir. That I am small
and weak and naked next to you.” Ian went to his knees. “That
here is where I belong, a proper devotee of the great thick god you
carry between your thighs.” He gently licked the head.

“Good lad. Remember that next time you think about mouthing
off.” Teague relaxed and let Ian suck him.

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