So pjvillar posted a link to this: http://25thingsaboutmysexuality.blogspot and I love the idea. And to encourage my muse, I am making myself write a little something every day. Here's today's!
Disclaimer: This is a piece of fiction based upon he public persona of a famous person and has absolutely no basis in fact or reality.
He remembers long hair, dark, silky smooth and brushing against his thighs as she goes down on him. He remembers talented fingers and an even more talented tongue on his cock, his legs spread wide as she kneels before him, her hair ticklish against his stomach as her head goes up and down on him. And over the radio, Der Lu Lu Lukas song came on, and she fucking hummed to it, her mouth hot and wet and tight around him. Jurgen and Liberio5 proclaims him a legend; young, and wild, and he came to the memory of an entire nation on it's feet, reminding him what football means to him: life. He doesn't think he has ever come quite so hard in his life and he wonders if he ever will again.
Footnote: lyrics to Der Lu Lu Lukas song here: http://community.livejournal.com/podolski_fans/4846.html?thread=20974
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