HappyComeLucky

I’m a wanker. I pretty much always have been. Even before I knew what I was doing, I used to […]

When I was young and first heard the phrase, “Lie back and think of England,” I knew they were talking […]

“A good blow job is fucking art. It’s like playing jazz piano blindfolded for an audience you’re desperate to please. […]

What do you get when a queer masochist wants to reference Pride Month in a Sinful Sunday triptych prompt post? […]

I teased about this picture earlier this week. Now that I am sharing it, I was tying myself in knots […]

“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… it […]

I am the luckiest person quite often. Yesterday while I was having my tyre fixed, one of my gorgeous partners […]

Sometimes somebody captures your pulse in their words. Sometimes, their words are the boost that jump starts your ache. This […]

Just like so many good opportunities and times to come, this spring seems to be teasing us with glimpses of […]