Sex is a lot like pizza. It’s good, but I won’t die without it. My ambivalence was probably why John asked me to help him by modeling for his new website. I knew he was a kinky bastard, just like he knew I didn’t understand what all the fuss was about. And since I’d never judged him and didn’t judge my brothers for what got them off, it was a no-brainer to him. I’d had no idea what I’d gotten myself into.
When I’d first walked onto the set, I’d been taken aback by the oversized nursery, but w...
Published on June 02, 2018 07:12