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Adam Piersons a nice boy, opens doors for the ladies, made love at eighteen when he got his first grant. Hes a sweetie, sends flowers, always pays the first date, never kisses and tells. Adams froth on the waves: Methos? - hes not the shark, hes the ocean. Adam dont play with knives. Methos invented ecstatic castration. Hes done Amazons, rosepetals, pets: got bored with excess, did puta instead. Massage, tribadage, asses milk, honey and fur...Time out. Hes got old. It all palls with repeat.
Talking of water, baths always come easy, from togas to towels from the cellar at Macys, though theres a certain frisset from bodies that sweat and his nose is a sensitive organ. Chanel No. 5, rosewater, blood: hes a sucker for scents that suggest. Modernitys changes were all for the best, with underwear, music and lube in a packet, but whoever thought sex aids got started with plastic? Adam thinks toys are a gift for the lonely: Methos remembers when Herms were thought homey.
Singular swivings a kink for the old, not exposure: its hard to pricktease when your beds full of knees. After Kronus, reflection proved sharing was bad: he got flashbacks, and fetishized twosomes instead. Rapine? Hes got off on the feel of a blade in his hands, but that was a sign of the times: the kick of a gun has the same sense of fun, but then nothing hits gut like the boom of a sixty-pound cannon. Hes a perve, hell admit it, the sound of a Harley makes his palms itchy.
For both of them language is good as a lover and the spine of a book is an invite to bed. Adam thinks Acquitane started romance, but Methos thinks chivalrys dead. Its fashion, like cleavage, or fishnets and flashes. Hed like to show them medieval Germania: now that was a feast for the podiatrist. These things come in cycles. Hes done men, women, donkeys, and all of them normal at some point in time. Loves a modern confection: lusts easy. Come with me. Lets fuck. Mind you, times change skin to skin: by the year hed learned not to pull out, it was time to suit up before sticking it in. When the bathhouses closed it was time to retrench. Caerphilly? Oh yes. Without men.
Adams a good boy, wears boxers to bed: Methos is thinking of leather
instead. But its an elegant ploy to forget what he knows, that
hes bored of things he has done without clothes. Hes run
out of vices and wicked devices: chandeliers make his heart sink. Flirtations
a toy for this elegant boy and death is just cherries on icing. Hes
old, hes too tired, hes not got the fire
for Kicks has been translated into Chinese by AT - you'll find it