Eyeliner on him; eyes on me - On Queer Street
Is this the last smut of 2018? Who knows! However, there is time for a little more kink dissection, this time exploring eyes and eye contact – with a twist of eyeliner, because that’s becoming a little bit of a thing for me since I imagined what a play partner of mine would look like if he was wearing it. He wears eyeliner; I melt. I can hardly think when I know he’s somewhere close, probably watching me out of the corner of his eye. When he’d picked me up earlier, I’d desperately tried to persuade him that we didn’t have to go out, that heRead More →