Hearing my grandfather get up out of bed in the next room I immediately woke up. I quickly got up to make him breakfast but first I had to get out of these shorts. I had gotten quite attached to them over the week. I liked them because they fit me so well. As I posed in front of the mirror in my room with my back turned and looking over my shoulder. I could...
"Oui, Oui! Baise-moi! Baise-moi!—Yes, yes, fuck me! Comme ça! Plus profound!—Like that. Deeper." I lay on the plastic sheeting on the hotel room bed, my hands gripping the brass rungs of the headboard overhead, my eyes wide, focused on the suddenly cruel smile on the face of the French businessman sitting next to me on the bed. The ceiling fan in the hot Ni...
I missed Kells. Which was darkly amusing in the level of bizarre that statement really was. We had barely gotten to know one another, been on one real date. It might have been more truthful to say I missed the idea of him, but even so, I missed what I did know about him. I missed his eyes and how they looked at me. I missed his sultry voice calling me Joshy,...
It all started in Women's Studies. I was chatting with some half-closeted freshman who couldn't be bothered to come out and say what he wanted - to fuck my little sissy ass - when the professor started calling around the room for answers to a question I hadn't even heard. I turned to my roommate, Dylan. He was 6'4" and built like Superman, and I'd have let...
I cracked my back, stretching after a tiring lunch rush. Sam had something on the earlier part of the day so I covered her shift during lunch. What I didn't expect was the endless stream of customers entering my restaurant, an odd occurrence seeing that it was a Monday. I peeked through the kitchen window into the dining area. The crowd had finally thinned o...
CINDERELLO THE GULF COAST SHRIMP Bibbidy-Bobbidy-Blowjob For curious.bibottom * I got a simple question. You ready? I mean, where does it say the little guys always got to lose? That don't make no sense. Okay, take my case. I live on the Gulf Coast, meaning Nature somehow don't seem on our side. If ya'll live in the Gulf, you know what I'm saying. Than...
Sometimes I think I was born with a "fuck me" sign painted on my butt. But then, I seem to have been born with that young and vulnerable look that turns some men on, and I'll have to admit that I love being touched—especially in one particular sensitive spot below and to the left of my navel, where I have a blue rosebud tattooed. Ever since I started having...
This one was a real bitch. Just count the number of orgasms I had to bring my guys to in the time frame of 1 1/2 pages. Ow. My hand hurts. Seriously, count them. So...Which of my guys would you fuck? -K * Donovan's jeans were down at his ankles. I was naked with my back smeared against the door of the washroom stall, my legs wrapped around my brother'...
It was just a summer job in between college semesters many years ago, but it was a learning experience and one that helped the younger man realize that some of the things he enjoyed that he thought strange were things that others enjoyed as well. *** "You okay, Tim?" my boss asked me as we sat under the tree after eating lunch. "Heat getting to you?" "No...
As Will roamed Helios Grove, he noticed just how different elite life was as compared to natal living. Other than the obvious difference in living conditions, what Will noticed most however was the atmosphere surrounding the two different social classes. Growing up around natals, Will was accustomed to being satisfied with what he had, not like in material p...