Rahotep and I saw each other several times over the next two weeks; I was repeatedly impressed by his manliness, his intelligence, his charm, his quiet dignity and kindly nature. He is also a lusty, eager and unselfish lover. To say that I miss him...
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Piquet
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Straight Male, 59
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Stories
Year 36, second month of the inundation, day three, under the majesty of; the king of Upper and Lower Egypt, Usermaatre-Sepetenre, the son of Re, Ramesses II, Beloved of Ptah. Preparations are well under way here at Malkata Palace for the court to celeb...
Neaera's Epitaph
Alas, the many erotic stories that are forever lost to us!Neaera's Epitaph An imaginary fragment from 'The Lives of Famous Whores' of Gaius Seutonius Tranquillus. Not in this soil but elsewhere, passer-by, The bones of lusty Neaera lie. Beloved of Venus, the kindler of desire, Her's was the gift, her's the sacre...
Mirella's Art
Beauty and passion go hand in hand. Nowhere more so than in Mirella's art.In vain I search for words enough To praise what I have seen; Your monuments of line and tone Standing grandly in between A past resonant with glories And a future yours to form From the tempest of your passions; Your art's life giving storm. As locks of...
Blonde On Blue
Two colours,nothing more, and yet they invoke a world of beauty.Out of the fields of night,A flower; fragrant, fair and newEmerges in the mystic lightTo blossom blonde on blue.Beneath her eyelids darkness dwells,A restless darkness, deeply warm.Whispering words of love it tellsOf passion's all consuming storm.The sun,...
The Silence That She Loves
A hymn to the goddess MeretsegerUpon the rippling desert sandsHow silently she stands,How solemn, how lonely, how sereneAs she has ever been.Daughter of the Sun’s distant youth,In beauty and in truth,What peer has she among the fair,But then, what does she care?At evening, as the Sun de...
Some Questions of History
A sonnet in adoration...If ancient bards had sung your praise,Would Trojan Helen be divine?Had Shakespeare put you in his plays,Would his fair Juliet so shine?If history had known your name,What queen, what empress would not pale,By you outshone in face and fame,What haughty bea...
Claudia Incarnata Part VIII
The concluding chapter of the mystery of Tintamare, wherein all is revealed.The Moon, who from the hilltop streamsOn each white face and throat her beams,The song-enchanted fellows sendTheir chords of gold Rippling beyond time’s end.- Robert Graves, Music at Night. It was a door.But a door like no other. Moments before, it had ap...
Claudia Incarnata...Part VII
Claudia comes closer to unravelling the mystery of Tintamare.At last methought that I had wander’d farIn an old wood; fresh washed in coolest dew,The maiden splendours of the morning starShook in the steadfast blue.- Tennyson.Like the delicate notes that open a violin sonata; each element of the morning combined be...
Techno Aphrodite
Inspired by the mystique and sophistication of Stephanie, our very own beautiful Feline Fantasy.“DJ Stephanie…is DJ Stephanie doing a set here tonight?”“Ah Stephanie, no, no. Tomorrow, nine o’clock. You come back then.”Mick smiled and blinked hard as he looked at the man’s glistening, dark brown eyes. Eyes set into a hairy, brown Aegean face that wa...
A.S.C. 1690
Belinda's life is changed forever one day in Brooklyn.“Excuse me.”Belinda turned to see the pleasant, broadly smiling face of an old woman. She smiled back.“You dropped something dear,” the woman said quietly.“Oh?”“Yes, I think it was a postage stamp. Stamps are quite expensive you know, you should look afte...
Claudia Incarnata....Part VI
The mystery of Tintamare is brought into sharper focus.What art thou… that fearest not the sea? - Moschus of Syracuse, Europa. The Indo-European thunder god, like most of his kin, goes by various names; in Sanskrit he is Rudra The Howler, in the Norse sagas he is called Thor, in Italy proper under Rome he wa...
Claudia Incarnata...Part V
Claudia finds out more of the mystery that surrounds her beautiful home, TintamareBeing greatly stirred,I turn to where I heardThat whisper in the night;And there a breath of lightShines like a silver star. - Urbiciani, Canzonetta c. 1250 AD Claudia beamed a smile of satisfaction as she took her seat in the courtyard of the Accademia...
The Slave Princess...Chapter 8
Kayla ascendant !Although the desert sands stretch farBeyond the silent, pale horizon,Their immensity is as nothingTo the new-born damselfly.For fear and anguish are to her unknown,Above the desert’s vastness all alone.- The Canticle of Menkeret. We are captives; bound a...
Sonnet On a Journey
Strange what little things you find at the bottom of old boxes when you tidy up...Sonnet On a Journey Be still O rolling waves and hearThe happy telling of my love,And you frail craft that homeward steer,Let go the driving winds above!Now all you brethren of the sea,Stay a while and follow meFor what I tell is true and wise,It cleaves...