Sexual Heretics by Brian Reade

Author:Brian Reade [Reade, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780415790895
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Publisher: Taylor & Francis
Published: 2018-11-13T00:00:00+00:00

After a few moments’ rest I uplifted myself on my elbow, and delighted my eyes with my lover’s fascinating beauty. He was a very model of carnal comeliness; his chest was broad and strong, his arms rounded; in fact, I have never seen such a vigorous and at the same time agile frame; for not only was there not the slightest fat but not even the least superfluous flesh about him. He was all nerve, muscle, and sinew. It was his well-knit and supple joints that gave him the free, easy, and graceful motion so characteristic of the Felidae, of which he had also the flexibility, for when he clasped himself to you he seemed to entwine himself around you like a snake. Moreover, his skin was of a pearly almost iridescent whiteness, whilst the hair on the different parts of his body except the head was quite black.

Teleny opened his eyes, stretched his arms towards me, took hold of my hand, kissed, and then bit me on the nape of my neck; then he showered a number of kisses all along my back, which, following one another in quick succession, seemed like a rain of rose-leaves falling from some full-blowrn flower.

Then he reached the two fleshy lobes which he pressed open with his hands, and darted his tongue in that hole where a little while before he had thrust his finger. This likewise was for me a new and thrilling sensation.

This done, he rose and stretched forth his hand to lift me up.

‘Now’ said he, ‘let us go in the next room, and see if we can find something to eat; for I think we really require some food, though, perhaps, a bath would not be amiss before we sit down to supper. Should you like to have one?’

‘It might put you to inconvenience.’

For all answer he ushered me into a kind of cell, all filled with ferns and feathery palms, that – as he showed me – received during the day the rays of the sun from a skylight overhead.

‘This is a kind of make-shift for a hot-house and a bathroom, which every habitable dwelling ought to have. I am too poor to have either, still this hole is big enough for my ablutions, and my plants seem to thrive pretty well in this warm and damp atmosphere.’

‘But it’s a princely bathroom!’

‘No, no!’ said he, smiling; ‘it’s an artist’s bathroom.’

We at once plunged into the warm water, scented with essence of heliotrope; and it was so pleasant to rest there locked in each other’s arms after our last excesses.

‘I could stay here all night,’ he mused; ‘it is so delightful to handle you in this warm water. But you must be famished, so we had better go and get something to satisfy the inward cravings.’

We got out, and wrapped ourselves up for a moment with hot peignoirs of Turkish towelling.

‘Come,’ said he, ‘let me lead you to the dining-room.’

I stood hesitating, looking first at my nakedness, then upon his.

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