dirtyboysnyc
dirtyboysnyc:

The next Dirty Boys reading will be bigger, louder, and dirtier!

As much as we love The Magician, last reading we packed the place and scared the neighbors. So please join us on May 4th at our new venue, The Parkside Lounge. We will have a lot more seating and privacy in their performance area, which means… well, which means trouble.

As always, Jack Stratton, Guy New York, and Gibson Grand will be reading their tales of love, lust, misery, joy, & rock and roll. We are also happy to introduce a new guest reader, Marissa Quenqua!

The Dirty Boys Reading
May 4th, 2014 - 7PMThe Parkside Lounge
317 East Houston St (at Attorney St), NYC
$5 Cover - 21 and over

RSVP on Facebook!

Photos of the Dirty Boys by Walter Wlodarczyk

dirtyboysnyc:

The next Dirty Boys reading will be bigger, louder, and dirtier!

As much as we love The Magician, last reading we packed the place and scared the neighbors. So please join us on May 4th at our new venue, The Parkside Lounge. We will have a lot more seating and privacy in their performance area, which means… well, which means trouble.

As always, Jack Stratton, Guy New York, and Gibson Grand will be reading their tales of love, lust, misery, joy, & rock and roll. We are also happy to introduce a new guest reader, Marissa Quenqua!

The Dirty Boys Reading
May 4th, 2014 - 7PM
The Parkside Lounge
317 East Houston St (at Attorney St), NYC
$5 Cover - 21 and over

RSVP on Facebook!

Photos of the Dirty Boys by Walter Wlodarczyk

latraviatarossa
latraviatarossa:

Dearest Mr. Gentleman, I regretfully write to say I will be unable to attend this month’s fête, as I will be en route to New Orleans, to indulge in some decadence of a different sort.Do spare a thought for me as you taste your first sip of bourbon tonight, and know I’ll be missing you all down to the last drop of my Sazerac rye. I look forward to sharing the more sordid details of my sultry, southern sojourn when I return.
          Sincerely yours,                        Ms. Elsha LaRossa

(to: tdgpresents cc: dorothydarker, quickienewyork, writingdirty, and the rest of you. You know who you are…  xxooxxoo)

Sigh. She will be missed.

latraviatarossa:

Dearest Mr. Gentleman, 
I regretfully write to say I will be unable to attend this month’s fête, as I will be en route to New Orleans, to indulge in some decadence of a different sort.
Do spare a thought for me as you taste your first sip of bourbon tonight, and know I’ll be missing you all down to the last drop of my Sazerac rye. 
I look forward to sharing the more sordid details of my sultry, southern sojourn when I return.

          Sincerely yours,
                        Ms. Elsha LaRossa

(to: tdgpresents cc: dorothydarker, quickienewyork, writingdirty, and the rest of you. You know who you are…  xxooxxoo)

Sigh. She will be missed.

Excerpt from an Untitled Thing

"This isn’t exactly how I thought it would go," he said with a nervous laugh like a cough. 

With wickedness in her eyes, Kay smiled her toothy grin and tousled his hair. 

“Oh no? Do you want to stop?” she teased, moving her hand down to his throat. 

"N-no sir, I mean, ma’am, I mean what do I call-" he said, his cock now hard and bobbing against his stomach as he tried to squirm out of her choke hold. 

"Sir sounds pretty when you say it, why don’t you stick with that."

Emma kneeled next to them, her eyes huge as she watched. 

"Doesn’t it sound pretty when he says it?" Kay asked Emma, who nodded emphatically. 

Kay took Alec by the hair again. 

"Now are you going to suck my cock like a good boy?" she said through her clenched teeth. 

His whimper was like that of a hurt puppy. His cheeks were on fire and his face twisted with confusion. 

“Don’t be scared. How about just a kiss to start? That would’t be so bad would it?” Kay said, her hand moving to his face, nails digging into his cheek.

He swallowed and she forced his head around, his lips inches from the thick purple cock. 

He licked his lips, animal fear in his eyes. 

Emma moved closer and pressed herself against both her boyfriend and Kay. 

"Just kiss it, Alec," Emma whispered into his ear.

“Kiss it once for me,” she said and let her lips brush against his neck. 

He closed he eyes and his lips touched her cock. Kay felt an electric shock shoot from her crotch up her spine. 

He seemed to be trying to hold himself back, but once his lips touched it, the animal instinct was let loose. He opened his mouth and pushed himself forward, taking an inch of the cock, his tongue slipping under it.

The way his eyes closed and his mouth opened reminded Kay of a thirsty man taking a first sip of water. It took all of her will to pull him off her cock, but it was worth it to see the want and the disappointment.

“Say please.”

He let out more puppy whimpers.

“P-please,” he said straining against her hand in his hair.

Emma was nearly jumping out of her skin as she watched, her thighs squeezing together rhythmically and she bounced on her knees.

“No, Alec, you have to say sir. You have to say ‘please, sir can I suck your cock,’” she explained with a tattle tale girlishness in her voice.

Kay held the boy’s hair tighter.

“Why don’t you show him, Em,” Kay said sweetly.

Emma smiled wide, licking her red lips. She took Kay’s cock into her mouth expertly, with the pride of a birthday girl who had gotten the most cake.