About BradLee

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Music. Blues. Trains. Guitar. Piano. Rock and roll. Rockabilly. Erotica. Sex sex and sex. Horny wet white hot wicked horniness. Writing. Art. Jack Vetrianno. Fabine Perez. Women. Tattoo art. Pin-up art. Teaching guitar and piano. I love a sweet sub, and am so thrilled by strict beautiful Dommes.
Favorite Authors:
Penny Birch. Rose Thornwell. Steven King. The Beat Poets. Thomas Hardy. Lauren Kate. e e cummins. Jack Kerouac. Derek Walcott. Alen Ginsberg. Jakie Kessler. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. F. Scott Fitzgerald. T.S.Elliot. Ashleigh Lake.
Favorite Movies:
The Godfather. The Jerk. American Beauty. Cruel Intentions. The Secretary. Wanted. The Great Gatsby. Any film that says The ....... , I've just noticed. Favourite comedy, The Office.
Favorite Music:
Bob Dylan. Tom Waits. Bruce Springsteen. REM. Dr John. Shakira. AC/DC. Guns and Roses. The Black Crowes. Fats Domino. Jerry Lee Lewis. Iron Maiden. Imelda May. Professor Longhair. James Booker. Rainbow. The Fratellis. Gaslight Anthem. Ocean Colour Scene. Oasis. Lily Allen. Jimi Hendrix. Fleetwood Mac. Robert Johnson. Stevie Ray Vaughn. Eric Clapton. The Pogues. Any band that says The .......
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Topic: Frank Lee, Editor In Chief
Posted: 12 Mar 2015 03:41

Congratulations Frank... Fantastic news!

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Stories Published By BradLee
Cotton Candy

How old are you there, cotton candy? Three times seven years I guess, I guess you know just how you tease me, Standing there in that summer dress. Down by the penny arcade, In high heel shoes, with sugar pink lips, How many broken hearts have you made? How few have cum between those hips? Oh, if I were again three times seven, Flowers to you I’d gladly bring, Oh, if...

Added 16 May 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 12 | Avg Score 5 | Views 416 | 11 Comments

The Sum of You and I

The sum of You and I is one No mathematician mind is mine, But you are sweet (and You are fine.) No mathematician mind is me But You are fine (and You are free.) No mathematician mind is me. In the sweet night, the candy dripping Renders me, as hard as stone, Fire falling from the ceiling You and I Are (all alone.) The sum of You, and You is two, The...

Added 08 May 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 440 | 13 Comments

And then The Dance of Love Shall be Everything

And then the dance of love shall be everything; The evening ghost shimmers across the white wall, And the shimmering heat dries up the Blood from your bitten lip, The cotton curse blows in with the sea breeze, And all that sounds in the distance Are the far off waves crashing. When I lie, watching you sleep In siesta, mi senora guapa, My heart is your heart, My...

Added 03 May 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 334 | 9 Comments

Recommended Read Sex Extreme

Ah, but how the body tires with age, and the beauty and virility we took for granted in our youth become our most sought after goals, ever more distant, like a ship drifting away on the horizon. How would I fare today should a similar adventure befall me? As I look down the broad, leaf filled bridleway, deep in the heart of the forest, in the very same spot where those two ladies, the...

Added 09 Apr 2015 | Category BDSM | Votes 22 | Avg Score 4.9 | Views 9,285 | 13 Comments

Recommended Read We are the ones that will make this day real

We are the ones that will make this day real (and the morning sun is beautiful now) We are the two that (as one) will grow insane Because love is mad and always true We are the ones that will call the breeze to tighten our minds And dry our eyes, and whiten our skin with the salt of the sea We are the ones that will never know That tomorrow is lonely and impossibly far....

Added 17 Mar 2014 | Category Love Poems | Votes 17 | Avg Score 5 | Views 991 | 17 Comments


“Uh, uh!” She smiles, like no, Hand on hip, dirty blonde hair Scarlet silk blouse, Black pencil skirt, hitched up, And wags her finger in his face, “You naughty boy, A big disgrace. Let’s begin again, Shall we?” “Oh Christ!” he groans As her fingers curl Around him, Red fingernails meeting A red thumbnail, Engulfing His thickness, And again...

Added 25 Mar 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 9 | Avg Score 5 | Views 732 | 6 Comments

Vampire Moon

The roses tattooed across your tan thighs, Undying ink beneath your smooth skin Will remain, remain Until we die, And then, where will we be? The pier, deserted But for you, A vision in your tight black dress, Red lips, dark hair, Each time I look at you, You haunt the salt white boards There, beneath the vampire moon. And what of you, my love On...

Added 14 Mar 2015 | Category Love Poems | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 448 | 7 Comments

The Desires of the Goddess Adelaide Part 3

Angel had dressed as smartly as she could to answer the call of the Goddess Adelaide. Now as she stood before the door of what she knew to be the Goddess’ special chamber, she wondered if a fitted black silk blouse, a tight black leather mini skirt and high heeled leather boots struck the right note. Perhaps she should have searched for something more humble. Her outfit might suggest she...

Added 08 Mar 2015 | Category BDSM | Votes 4 | Avg Score 4.75 | Views 3,554 | 4 Comments

The Desires of the Goddess Adelaide Part 2

The two girls walked hand in hand through the orchard, their short white dresses exposing the flesh of their arms and legs to the fierce heat of the sun. Their feet were bare to the dusty earth. As they approached the orchard wall one girl pushed the other ahead of her, playfully laughing and teasing. Their breasts and buttocks bounced in the confines of their tight dresses as they ran. ...

Added 15 Feb 2015 | Category BDSM | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,976 | 5 Comments

Recommended Read The Desires of the Goddess Adelaide Part 1

It was early afternoon and she sat at her dresser. “Perhaps I have fallen a little,” thought the Goddess Adelaide as she traced the angle of his jaw on the sepia print before her with a blood red finger nail. His dark eyes were fixed on something far away and were thick with desire. “It’s not like me to be so fixated on one little plaything. And that’s all he is, a plaything, nothing more.” ...

Added 01 Feb 2015 | Category Flash Erotica | Votes 10 | Avg Score 5 | Views 2,596 | 8 Comments

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Crossing boundaries eh?
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Thank you for your support, as always!

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thanks for the add...
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And this is for you
See, I'm a romantic at heart...honest!!

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