Hard Wood

A Sexual Fantasy

— By Amati

Me and my partner are violin makers in Italy. In the summer, the workshop smells like wood and sweat, and the strong bodies carving and planing is such an aphrodisiac. I fantasise about my partner fucking me from behind over my workbench while I try to carve a cello bridge.

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