Chapter 3: "Answer It" MICHAEL: Never have I ever... gotten a lap dance by a stripper. (Three fingers in the room went down.) JACOB: You asshole! He only said that cuz he knew I went to a strip club over fall break. HANNAH: Mia, I can't believe you've gotten a lap dance! MIA: It was at my cousin's bachelorette party. Her friends basically forced me to....
The summer after graduating from high school was a time for me to recuperate before embarking on a course of study at the university, so I was taking it easy and therefore I was wont to spend long days at my female friend's house. She and I had sexual relations during that time, devoid however of the commitments that define a true relationship. I guess you c...
The first time Adrian and Jamie kissed was a total accident. A few weeks before, Jamie had decided it was time for him and Adrian to start a band, since, as he pointed out, they were eighteen and pretty soon would graduate from high school. "If we don't start a band," he pointed out in that Southern drawl of his, "we'll have to work for a living." Adrian d...
His last shift at work had left Ryan completely drained. Not only that, but the weather was God awful. He had a coat, at least, but his jacket's hood did little to shield him from the heavy rain. That, along with his now soaked socks, was making the evening even peachier. A quick look over his shoulder told him he was alone. He briefly considered singing, b...
The Club The Gay Spider Strip Club opened its brass handled doors on a cool November Saturday at 4PM. Sage needed to make six hundred tonight, or his cat Pickles would be killed. He rolled his 2009 Camaro over the puddled parking lot at 3PM, he felt extra naked from his Brazilian waxing earlier. In a jean and Garfield t-shirt, he carried his thong and leggi...
Brandon complained all the way to the car. "I told you, I don't want a bachelor party." Keith shook his head. "I don't remember asking whether you wanted one or not. Every guy has to have a bachelor party. Back me up, Wayne." Wayne grinned. "I'm not sure, but I think maybe it's a law." Les, home from college for the wedding, opened one of the rear doors o...
Disclaimer: The following account is a fictional story of sex between two adults. If you are not allowed to read such stories by law or by any reasons, do not do so. Otherwise, enjoy. Any comments and feedbacks are welcome -John Antony Till the day I had seen him, I was the most care-free person in the world. Everything was perfect. I had good looks with g...
Everyone called him John, but his real name was Juan. It reminded me of how the Pittsburg Pirates called baseball great Roberto Clemente "Bobbie" instead of Roberto to make him more palatable to white fans. The only difference is that Juan wanted everyone to call him John instead of Juan to make himself less Latin. He wasn't black like Clemente, but had the...
Lisa and Mike had been married for over seventeen years. Lisa was thirty-nine, blonde, with blue eyes, and a very nice figure, even after having three children. Mike was forty-one, with black hair, brown eyes and in pretty good shape. The two had a very good marriage and a very good sex life. They enjoyed sex and made it fun with role play, toys, and some...
Emile LaCour was there for three nights in the basement strip club on Dauphine Street in the French Quarter, always sitting at the same table. Emile had picked the focus of his attention out on the first night—a lithe but well-muscled, dark Greek, displaying a mixture of danger and sassiness; much more into what he was doing than any of the other performers....