HOUSE OF TABOOS(erotica shorts)
’ Closer this time.
‘I’m here man,’ I call out, wrapping the towel around my hips, my hair still letting the occasional wet stray of water fall down my back.
Adam enters, dressed to impress in tight dark jeans, black shirt unbuttoned to his chest so his tattoo can be seen. It had taken Adam a week to get the whole thing done. It went from his right thigh, around his back and curled around to his left chest, should and arm. He had designed it himself, an homage to his Maori culture. His hair is cut close to his head and his dark eyes grins at me.