About Green_Man
Biography

I am here to please myself and bring pleasure to others. I accept all friend offers. I enjoy chatting and getting to know interesting people. I love to flirt and tease.
I am presently in 3rd place for number of stories on this site. I am in 13th place for number of views.
Peace be with you all.

Name:
Larry
Sex:
Male 
Sign:
Capricorn
Relationship Status:
Married
Orientation:
Straight
Location:
A verdant glen, Kansas, United States
Interests:
Reading good mystery novels and 19th century novels, writing erotic literature, traveling everywhere I can before the world is gone.
Favorite Books:
All of Jane Austen, all of Mark Twain, all of Rex Stout, all of Raymond Chandler (my thesis subject in Geography).
Favorite Authors:
See the preceding!
Favorite Movies:
Oh, What a Lovely War, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum, April Fools, The Magnificent Seven, The Seven Samurai, The Ring Trilogy.
Favorite Music:
Ennio Morricone, Les Miserables, George Delerue, Mumford and Sons, Duffy, Joaquin Rodrigo, Fun., Adele, Florence and the Machine, Leonard Cohen, any Baroque (especially Albinoni, Bach, Vivaldi, and Telemann).
Website:
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Date Joined:
09 Jun 2012
Last Visit:
26 Mar 2015
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Friends:
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Followers:
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Days in Chat:
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Days on Site:
30+
Forum Posts:
1,032
Stories:
311
Badges:
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Stories Published By Green_Man
A Portrait Of A Lady

"Lorenzo. So good to see you. I was wondering when you would be so good as to call." I am Lorenzo. I am an artist. I am Hispanic and my family have lived here in California for longer than any Anglos present here today. Only the Native Americans have been here longer. I am proud of my heritage. It had been a year's time since I painted Lady Gwen portrait. Always since then I had wished to...

Added 20 Mar 2015 | Category Interracial | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,530 | 8 Comments

The Dark And Endless Night

The dark and endless night of my soul  stretches out before me. Empty hallways echo with silent intent for the loss of my dreams. Jousting with my dreadful doubt again is my fragile feverish fear. Questions bounce from side to side now on the walls of my mind. Songs dwindle and die with a whimper as notes are brushed away. My thoughts are tentative and credulous when pondering your acts....

Added 17 Mar 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 11 | Avg Score 5 | Views 213 | 12 Comments

This Can't Be Wrong

This can't be wrong it feels so right Just living my life day by day And becoming more despondent with each turning of the sun My body yearning for something that men cannot give though they try and try And still cannot deliver I yearn Am I asking too much of them and their brothers do they have what it takes to please me at last Becoming more despondent with each turning of the...

Added 14 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 400 | 10 Comments

Chula Vista Dreaming (part seven)

San Diego State College had started its fall semester. I was living in a boarding house not too far from the campus. The house was an old, victorian style home that had been a farmhouse at one time, around the turn of the century. Now it was owned by a lady named Mrs. Longtree. Her family had owned the place since she was a child. She was the only living descendant. She was in her late forties. ...

Added 12 Mar 2015 | Category Taboo | Votes 13 | Avg Score 5 | Views 4,450 | 11 Comments

Duty-Bound - part one

They were duty-bound. As soldiers in the United States Army they had duties to fulfill. But that didn't stop them from falling in love. And then, they were duty-bound to get married and live happily ever after. It started simply enough. Private Lovall was sent to Schofield Barracks as her first duty station after completion of her initial training. She was a lusty lady, sexy and sweet. And...

Added 10 Mar 2015 | Category Love Stories | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,309 | 11 Comments

Memories of Lust Unleashed

Visions of the past, when I was whole, when I was myself, the way I was in the past. The flesh is succulent and moist, and tender to the touch, and the way is soft and sweet, as it was in the past. I have the vision often, but not often enough, of when I was myself, the way I was  in the past. Visions of the past, when I could grow, when I was myself, the way I was in the past. It...

Added 04 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 198 | 8 Comments

Surprise Valentine

It's been a problem for me. I mean, I'm twenty-one years old, and people still think I'm fifteen or sixteen years old. It can be a real hassle when I'm out with my bitches trying to have some fun at the bars. Carding me everywhere, man. Fuck this shit. And guys. Always wondering, is she legal, man? Fuck it. I like having fun. One time, last week, on Valentine's day, I was out with my...

Added 22 Feb 2015 | Category Quickie Sex | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 5,427 | 11 Comments

Shall I Sculpt You

Such divine glory to behold. Your body and soul manifesting such beauty. To see you with my eyes and my heart. To know who you are. Am I able to sculpt you, Able to tempt the gods with your exquisite charms. To use my fingers to mold a semblance of you. To caress the clay, Enjoying the deliberate strokes. Spreading the moist substance Into the image of you. Will you pose for me Just...

Added 20 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 337 | 12 Comments

I Know, It's So Good

I know, it's so good. You're not telling me anything I don't know Fragrant flower of mine. Nothing new. You are my fresh blossom Of bedewed, pure desire. Mine and yours. Yours now and forever. So you say. So I believe, so I will always believe. My pleasure and my treasure. Mine, Forever. Who else would take all of me and beg for more and more. Who else would give me all, and fill...

Added 19 Feb 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 470 | 8 Comments

The Hills Of Nostalgia

Is it possible to remember a time and place you have never seen. She is like the mist, in a past not there; in a vision, a guise of love. Is it nostalgia, true nostalgia, to yearn for that  which you never had. Neither known nor unknown, she is my own, above the heights, the lost sights and sounds and smells of love. The rolling hills are there, and passing through...

Added 18 Feb 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 331 | 8 Comments

eBooks Published By Green_Man
Paisajes De La Lujuria (Spanish Edition)
Paisajes De La Lujuria (Spanish Edition)

Esta colección de cuentos eróticos abarca varias categorías de conductas sensuales. Incluye historias heterosexuales, lesbianas, bisexuales, y sexo oral. Está dirigido a un público adulto y maduro. Ninguna persona menor de 18 años debe estar leyendo esta...

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