New

“How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression.” D.H. Lawrence

Getting to know a new body is exciting; getting to know it with your camera as well as your own body is an honour.

Sean by me.


Febraury Photofest
Sinful Sunday

Repose 

I rarely return to photos I’ve taken of other people or that others have taken of me. I fall a little bit in love with them for a few days, get joy from the comments and people’s response to them but then my mind scampers off to the next idea.

Not so with this one. I look at it a lot! Of all the photos I’ve ever taken of Exhibit A, this is pretty much my favourite. There are some that are more wow in their setting or that are a Pavlovian bell for happy memories, but this is the one that gives me a shiver whenever I look at it. I love the spunk on his fingers, the damp hair on his belly and the peace and calmness of a moment captured. And I love recalling the moments right before it was captured.

Watching men masturbate is one of my favourite favourite things to. If we were playing the sex equivalent of the ‘what would your last meal be?’ game, then watching a hot man wank would absolutely be my starter. I draw on fantasies of men masturbating a lot. They’re my ‘go to’ when I’m on my own and want a quick orgasm. When I’m with someone I frequently worry so much that I’m taking too long to come that I’ll feel a rising orgasm slipping away and if that happens I know exactly which fantasies to call on to bring it back (usually two of my lovers wanking together!). My most intense orgasms will always come when someone is talking out a scenario where multiple men are wanking over me.

So yes, there are lots of reasons I love this photo and lots of hot scenes it evokes for me…

Exhibit A by me

Sinful Sunday
Febraury Photofest

In the Frame

In his first February Photofest post Exhibit A said the angle of his shot “allows the person looking at it to put themselves in the frame.” Words that definitely gave the post an extra sizzle. And words that made me think of this shot of me dipping into the frame. I love how my face and his legs seem to be the frame for this shot.

Me (and he!) by Exhibit A

Febraury Photofest

Homeward Bound 

I love my job. Love love love it. I’ve created a business that lets me travel all around the world meeting amazing people and asking them nosy questions. Anyone who knows me in real life knows just how up my street that is!

But it can be tough, too. For every ‘wow’ moment there’s a heart-wrenching one and after a while the cold bucket showers and roads that make you fear for your life wear thin. I fly home tonight and after 16 days away there’s much I’ve missed and am looking forward to. Hot showers, cold runs, planning Christmas with my Mum, talking to my Dad about the cricket and the dog and the weather, catching up on Planet Earth 2. There’s a manicure, pedicure, facial and cut and highlights on the agenda this week. My best friends are coming to stay next weekend.

And being naked with someone else. Not just for the sex (although, YES to that, too!) but for the skin to skin time.  Something you miss as much as the sex when you’re away for weeks is human touch and the casual intimacy of just hanging out with a partner.

Sinful Sunday