About Green_Man
Biography

I'm 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'm presently in 3rd place for number of stories on this site. I'm in 12th 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, Boys on the Side.
Favorite Music:
Ennio Morricone, Les Miserables, Georges 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:
27 Apr 2015
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Days on Site:
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Forum Posts:
1,039
Stories:
328
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Stories Published By Green_Man
The Winner Takes It All

Listening to Abba. Popular music often mirrors life. That's why it's popular. The winner takes it all. You thought it was moving right along. And really, You were only Treading water, While she was rescuing another. Another heart to fill her emptiness, The emptiness you knew was there, And wanted to declare You could touch, And succor. But  The winner takes it all. You were too slow,  And...

Added 28 Apr 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 26 | 4 Comments

Chula Vista Dreaming (part eight)

College was hard. I guess you never understand that until you get there. And even if San Diego State College wasn't the best in the state the professors were good, and strict. High school was a breeze, but the courses I was taking now were forcing me to do homework every night. I even had to do some work on the weekends. Hardly time to relax at all. But I managed to find a little play time. ...

Added 27 Apr 2015 | Category Taboo | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,105 | 7 Comments

With Flowers In Her Hair

Now I imagine her With flowers in her hair. I do. Since I met her and was smitten. Completely overboard, I've come undone. Smitten. Flowers in her hair. The free spirit of spontaneous  Joyousness I need. Her lips are like flowers, Scented and vibrant With color, And with bright, brilliant Words of wisdom, Truth, And honest declarations Of loving dispensation. She appears to bloom...

Added 25 Apr 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 4.89 | Views 214 | 9 Comments

You Know How It Is

It hasn't been long. Not long. Since we met. That fire in my loins is back. She brings it out in me. You know how it is, When you meet the special one. The fire. Soft, demure, exquisite. Fire. In my loins and hers. It burns when my lust joins with hers. We burn. Fire. I didn't think it could be that way. As she touched me and burned me, In her delicate hand, I grew.  Burning. ...

Added 24 Apr 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 205 | 8 Comments

The Illicit Game

We play a secret game. Dangerous, illicit, addictive.  With each meeting we grow closer. So wrong. Hidden in the shadows, Dark, immoral, seductive. Kisses melting hearts, Melding bodies touching,  Sensing the heat of the unknown known. We are captives in the game. Meeting furtively, covertly. With guilt. With urgent necessity and force. With incredible purity of passion. Hiding the truth...

Added 18 Apr 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 277 | 16 Comments

She's A Lady

She's a lady. Of a certain age. She has lived life. She will live it with continued delight. Her divine globes are still worthy of praise. The pathway to ecstasy between her legs is well traveled. The lady is free. Can be what she wants to be. She smiles like an angel, compelling you to come in, And she will lead you into the heavenly inferno of lust. Try her. Let her lead you. Let...

Added 17 Apr 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 14 | Avg Score 5 | Views 259 | 13 Comments

Duty-Bound - part three

For the next two weeks there would be no uniforms. They were not going to be in the Army now. They were on leave. On vacation from service. And they were getting married. Private Ashley Lovall and Staff Sergeant Jacob Anderson were becoming man and wife, and for now they were just Ashley and Jacob. Committing to each other. The wedding was happening tomorrow. Tonight they were playing...

Added 15 Apr 2015 | Category Love Stories | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 937 | 8 Comments

Never More Beautiful

Never more beautiful.  Continuously, utterly astounding. Never more beautiful than now. When you submit to your own urges and needs. When you submit. Never more beautiful, so beautiful. Perfection. Bending freely and willingly. His. And he is yours. Your Master who needs you, whom you need. Who allows you to be The most beautiful person you can be. And you are. Pliant and dutiful....

Added 13 Apr 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 296 | 8 Comments

The Sun Dies Away

Setting in the west, the sun dies away. It rose once upon a time, once when we were young. It rose and our faces turned toward it, seeking the soothing rays of satisfaction. Grasping, clinging together, we sought the ways of light, the ways of edification and sweet adoration. We sought each other, two hands bound into one,  founding a friendship and a simple centering  of understanding,...

Added 12 Apr 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 8 | Avg Score 5 | Views 256 | 8 Comments

I Was Always Strong

No. Nothing is wrong. Go away. Go away. Please...don't stay. Is it time to get up. Is it that time again. To get up. It's dark inside. Is it time to get up. It's time for me to think. I need to think. I need to let my memories bathe me, and rush over me, until I feel nothing. Nothing is wrong,  and I feel nothing, because it's not my time to care anymore. It doesn't matter. It isn't...

Added 11 Apr 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 271 | 10 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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