This is my first ever submission so ~ * This was the first time I'd ever met my friend's boyfriend. I live with three other girls (Jess, Ella and Charlotte) and another guy, but he was away for the weekend. We were all sat downstairs, drinking, getting high, it was me, the three girls and Charlotte's boyfriend, James. I was already attracted to him, he h...
Day 2 Cullen watched as the stranger left the parking lot. "That was awesome," Cullen said to himself. He walked back into the porn store. He looked at his watch and pulled out his theatre ticket. He suddenly put the ticket back in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and went to craigslist. He scanned through the men seeking men ads. He typed in keyword f...
"There, do you like it like that?" "Oh, God, yes. Like that. And deeper, deeper." Folsom was groaning at the fucking he was receiving from the bruiser. "Then open wider so I can get down there. Ya, like that. Ya, that's good. Sehr gut." Ohhh, ahhhh. m-o-a-nnnn. Folsom was on his knees on the mattress, his chest flat on the bed and hanging onto the brass...
I jogged back to the house. My phone was flashing texts, three all from J. The first was just, "WOW!!!" The second was, "Mom ran late. Sorry, will get back to you." The third was, "OK dinner done, driving back now, see you at 815. Long drive, text details of your day?" I sat on my bed and texted a brief of the yoga shower scene; it took me a bit and seemed...
I remember the sound of luggage rolling across concrete as he turned. The ripple he made in time frozen on my brain, the image of his sway. I stole that parting glance and tasted the air through which he had passed, brushing against me a sweet memory. He said something, or hinted at something perhaps but only to my eyes. It was understood, the secret that ca...
*Hi guys... This chapter is a little shorter then usual, but I'm not going to be able to work on Poor Simon for a few days so I'm just giving you what I have. The 'Sexual Intensity Scale' is at a 7.5 All characters are 18+ Thank you and enjoy the following chapter!* * I was sleeping restlessly, and for the first time the alarm clock woke me up. The buz...
Matt couldn't get the night out in the field out of his head. His mind kept wandering back to the feeling of the hand on his cock. When he jerked himself in the shower, he imagined it was that knowing hand. He heard the words in his head. He was thinking of it when he entered his door room on a Thursday, after philosophy, a day when he got done early, and...
"Drive you home, Chris?" The young blond stopped at the door and looked back at his night's employer. The eighteen-year-old's pulse began racing. He'd thought the older man wasn't going to. "Sure, Mr. Mathers." Another week. Another babysitting job at Mathers' home. Another drive. Chris lived an eight-minute walk from Mathers' house. Somehow, Mathers' wif...
"Would you look at that?" "Look at what?" Lucian asked, leaning over close to Dan at the table underneath the umbrella on the golf and tennis club's café terrace. He thought that if he could get cheek to cheek with the hunk, it would be a start on making him. "That Zack Wilson over there. He's strutting around like he owns the place." "Perhaps that's beca...
Bobby had heard all the stories about Mr. Springer, but still liked being his assistant coach for the college swim team. They traveled all over the state, and Bobby enjoyed the long drives. He didn't have to travel in the loud, hot team bus, either. Mr. Springer always insisted Bobby ride in his car. As the season wore on, Bobby began to notice Mr. Springer...