Adam's Forbidden Fruit

Adam's Forbidden Fruit

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人氣部落格「亞當的禁果」集結
9段赤裸細緻的性歷自白
人們說:愛情使人成長,情傷讓人迅速茁壯;
──那麼性呢?
銷魂蝕骨的偶遇,一個又一個縱情交歡的男子,
難道只是一再預示糾結和痛苦的展開?
難道,我們註定無法在歡愉裡學會剛強、
無能在高潮後優雅退場?
〈迷離九厘米〉
腰際以下就是他精魂發光點,但只像一苗燈芯,只有四指幅高。但我為他炷亮了,像祭司般地舞弄著我的祭禮,我的舌腹首次暈染著男性陽剛的炙熱,我緊咂著他,舌尖有一種異樣的酸麻……
〈尋貓的男人〉
「我不是Gay,我是homosexual。Gay是一種生活形式,我不需要像Gay一樣誇張地過活。」
「可是,你還是喜歡和男人做愛嗎?」
「喔,當然。這是無可否認的。」
〈寵兒〉
坐在最靠近蒸氣房的門戶,在朦朦朧朧的透明門下,他一清二楚地展示著他的存在,也告示著眾人,你別湊近來,因為外界的眼睛是看得鉅細靡遺的。
只是他是否真的是X先生?那個出名的演員?
〈登高〉
希爾隨手除下T恤,扔在地上,然後褪下他的短褲,一枝獨秀,形成另一幅夜色。樓梯口之下,全是一層層的梯級,我沒有向下俯瞰──那是萬丈深淵嗎?
〈吉爾〉
我寧願吉爾對我說的悲慘遭遇都是謊言,那麼至少他仍活得好好的,但他會一輩子都活在自己編織的謊言中。
然而我的心裡,永遠都囚鎖著這麼一個娃娃臉的男生,身懷巨物持著一把鐮刀般下半身的吉爾。
〈寂寞山丘〉
為什麼一個直佬願意讓另一個男人握住他呢?他掙扎著,但一個鐵漢裸著下身掙扎著時,那是欲迎還拒的寫照。
是的,他說過,他置業後就會結婚,成家立室了。他的口吻是遺憾著嗎?還是他已知道這次是最後一次?
〈逆光的身影〉
我還記得那一晚的美麗,一個男人在32樓天際線的裸身,乍然間的冷絕與孤清,他用逆光的身影讓我記住了這一晚的夜景。
〈野性的呼喚〉
我該怎樣形容小紳的粗肥與巨碩呢?是桿子、棒子、還是棍子?他如此渾然天成的身體,壯壯地,硬墩墩的,意味著這隻小熊會有過人的體力──他是否也是酣戰不休的人?
〈沙央.椰漿飯〉
我喜歡伏在他身上,看著他歷經風霜與風花雪月的軀體。有時我會像擦亮著一座鏽苔斑斑的神燈,在他的身體以南部位,瞬間釋放出碩大無朋的神奴。我愛緊攥著他的根部,像抖晃著籤筒求籤,盼能求出一枝籤指引迷津……
當我想起他那聲聲「沙央」,我的眼淚就滴下來了。
About the Book:
A compilation from the popular blog "Adam's Forbidden Fruit"
9 raw and intimate sexual confessions
People say: love makes us grow, heartbreak makes us strong;
—what about sex?
Soul-stirring, bone-deep encounters, one man after another indulging in passionate love-making,
Are they merely foreshadowing the unfolding of entanglements and pain?
Are we destined to be unable to learn strength in pleasure,
Unable to make a graceful exit after climax?
〈Nine Centimeters of Mystery〉
Below his waist was the radiant core of his being, yet it was like a small lampwick, only four finger-widths high. But I lit it for him, dancing my ritual like a priestess. The soft underside of my tongue was tinged with the fiery masculine heat for the first time; I sucked at him tightly, a strange tingling sensation on my tongue…
〈The Man Who Sought Cats〉
"I'm not Gay, I'm homosexual. Gay is a lifestyle; I don't need to live as exaggeratedly as a Gay."
"But, do you still like having sex with men?"
"Oh, of course. That's undeniable."
〈Darling〉
Sitting closest to the steam room entrance, under the hazy, transparent door, he clearly displayed his presence, also signaling to everyone, "Don't come near," because outside eyes see every minute detail.
But was he really Mr. X? The famous actor?
〈Ascending〉
Hill casually took off his T-shirt, threw it on the ground, then pulled down his shorts. A solitary marvel, it formed another night scene. Below the stairwell, there were layers of steps. I didn't look down—was that an abyss?
〈Gill〉
I'd rather all the tragic experiences Gill told me were lies, so at least he'd still be living well, but then he'd live his whole life in the lies he wove.
Yet in my heart, there will always be a baby-faced boy imprisoned there, Gill, with his enormous, scythe-like lower body.
〈Lonely Hill〉
Why would a straight guy let another man hold him? He struggled, but when an iron man struggles with his lower body bared, it's a depiction of both desire and refusal.
Yes, he had said he would marry and start a family after buying a property. Was his tone regretful? Or did he already know this was the last time?
〈Silhouettes Against the Light〉
I still remember the beauty of that night, a man naked against the skyline on the 32nd floor, the sudden coldness and solitude. He used his silhouette against the light to etch that night's view into my memory.
〈Call of the Wild〉
How should I describe Xiao Shen's thick and massive size? A rod, a stick, or a club? His naturally robust and sturdy body implied this bear would have extraordinary stamina—was he also someone who fought tirelessly?
〈Sayang. Nasi Lemak〉
I loved lying on top of him, gazing at his body weathered by time and romantic escapades. Sometimes I would polish him like a rusty, moss-covered magic lamp, and from the southern region of his body, a colossal, unparalleled genie would instantly emerge. I loved tightly gripping his base, like shaking a fortune-telling cylinder, hoping to draw a stick to guide me through confusion…
When I recall his repeated cries of "Sayang," tears would fall.

Publication Date

2012-02-15

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Pages

272

ISBN

9789866474286
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