***Ben's Point of View*** "Excuse me?" I asked the agent at the gate to my flight from Tokyo to New York. "I was wondering if you could please give my seat to the man in the military uniform if he is not in first class." "That is very kind of you, sir." She said. "And I'd prefer to just keep it anonymous please." She smiled. "Of course. Let me just figur...
Here I was, jilted by the girl I had devoted the last 10 years to and wondering what I did wrong and how I would trust a woman ever again. All during that time my partner had a fixation with my ass and I was slowly but surely questioning my leanings. It all started with her eating out my rear and progressing to the point that I couldn't cum unless she was r...
My throat had gone dry. My first kiss, my first crush, my first fuck, was standing in the room looking at me with those ice-cold eyes I could have sworn I had fallen in love with. I couldn't speak. Luckily Dara jumped in for me, raising her arm to indicate Robert to everyone still sitting saying; "Marketing guys you'll recognize Mr. Leeves of Lee Enterpri...
This story is told from Brandon's perspective. I know the timeline seems really messy and incoherent. But I think that is the way our mind works, no? It is never linear, as much as we will it to. The nature of our emotions imply that much of it is irrational and fragmented. That said, I still thank everyone for their comments as I continue with this story of...
The café was warm, filled with low chatter and the pungent scent of roasting coffee. A jazz band sent its smooth sound over the vast expanse of crowded tables. Seated by the window, Hyuga bent his head over his sketch book, silently absorbed in the task of laying out the scene around him. His pencil glided across the page; he glanced around frequently to tak...
This is a mostly true story, happened when I was in military stationed on Okinawa, Japan. Had been there a few months, and like any other young man, had visited some of the bars, and had met up with a "lady of the night" a couple of times. One day while walking around the town, I discovered an "adult" movie house. Had some sexy pictures noting what was bein...
If the kitchen of Kasem's family in the upcountry jungle of Thailand hadn't burnt to the ground, I possibly never would have found out what the special Bangkok sports massage was all about. Kasem was my masseur at a fancy Bangkok gym, which was open for "men only" a couple of nights a week and which was a major pickup place for prime cuts of male meat. Of co...
Ebisu Hoseida, owner of all of the cotton mills within sight of Musashino Mountain, sighed as he wiggled his hips into the pillows and held his young consort's silken black-haired head in his lap. Toshiro was working vigorously on trying to bring Ebisu's cock alive, but it was slow going. Ebisu cursed his luck. Forty years building his fortune and begetting...
There was no transition that I could ever make myself remember. One moment I was trapped in my gunner's seat in the burning B-29B bomber just moments after the raid on Osaka. Air was whistling loudly through the shrapnel holes in the fuselage, spraying me with blood from the nearly decapitated Pete in the EWO's position beside me, and I was frantically searc...
One of the many benefits of heading up a company that creates erotica is that I can turn any and every business trip into a pleasure trip with a little bit of creative license. If I'm scouting locations to shoot new videos, I absolutely must stay in the best hotels with a spa because I might be able to use it as the site of my next couple's retreat. If I'm d...