Stop Press!

Trying to finish Cyprus trip. Four new videos uploaded into previous posts.

After trotting around Southeast Asia over the summer, I'm now back in the UK - Cambridge to be exact. Am trying my best to update as frequently as my clinical course will allow.

Entries on Italy and France two winters ago have been put on hold indefinitely. Read: possibly never. But we shall see.

Entries on Greece and Turkey last winter have also been put on hold for the time being.

Posted:
Don Det (Laos), Don Khone

Places yet to blog about:
Ban Nakasang, Champasak, Pakse, Tha Kaek, Vientienne, Vang Vien, Ban Phoudindaeng, Luang Prabang, Khon Kaen (Thailand), Bangkok, Kuala Lumpur (Malaysia), London (England), Cambridge

Friday 10 April 2009

Hollow

I am woken up by soft kisses in the hollow just inferior to the lateral half of my right clavicle. What's the time? I groan sleepily and ruffle his already ruffled-up hair tenderly.

The sun streams brightly through the small window of my bedroom. As I stretch the sleep away, my hips lift from the bed. He takes this as a sign and makes his way down slowly - planting little kisses as he goes along: through pectoralis major, intercostal spaces six and seven, inferior costal margin and rectus abdominis.

Moving lateroinferiorly, he reaches the hollow of the inguinal ligament. Hooking his fingers around the waistband and pulling my shorts down slightly, he starts licking along the line of the ligament knowing that it turns me on tremendously. I suck in a sharp breath of air. His wet tongue leaves behind a pool of saliva in the hollow. My abdomen trembles from laughter, "You're worse than the dog."