Often referred to as " Space Cowboy " and " Gangsta of Love " while still striving for the moniker of " Maurice, " Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organizing his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and persuing the kama sutra by channeling the long lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to " Chicago. "
A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to earn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.
Barring any of thi? He 'll stick with writing his tale, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.