Pt. 2 (Hunting Trip) It has been a few weeks here at college. Josh turned out to be a hunter, which I think is so much hotter. I mean, country boy in camo, who could resist? "Do you want to scout out a few places for deer?" Josh offered. I had a few things come to mind when he asked me, and it was far from anything that had to do with deer. "Yeah, sounds...
Part 1 ending A text arrived. Toilets, Tuesday 11am, wear shorts & a T-shirt, nothing else. I smiled, I had just the pair. Navy blue Adidas running shorts with a slit up each side right to the waistband. They were a relic of the 70's when shorts were short. The elastic was loose, they would fall to the floor at the slightest touch. Roll on Tuesday -----...
It never happened because gang bangs these days are too dangerous. But it happened in a made-up world. One in which I was a twenty-four-year-old heart throb and a political martyr. I had an envelope of forty-five men: seventy-five-year-old plusses, on my passenger seat. The sun burned down on it as I drove to the tattoo parlor. The day before, with handmade...
It was a typical Sunday. By typical, I mean I was lounging around all day, surfing the web and catching up on some TV shows. I wasn't feeling great, given the big night of drinking the night before, so I was quite content with moving as little as possible. However, as often happens when you are bored, I started to get a little horny later in the afternoon....
I've always been quite a passionate, loving, caring kind of partner but sometimes I like to spice things up a little but who doesn't? My boyfriend is a dance instructor so he needs to look after his body and take good care of it and always be in good shape. The style he teaches is ballroom but he also dabbles into the Latin side of things also this means he...
Thanks for all the positive feedback! It's been a delight to see my story come to life. If you haven't read chapter one and two I'd recommend it before moving forward. Again, big thanks to LaRascasse and Oldnakeddad for editing and advising! I am smarter than a 5th grader (or so it appears). (This is a work of fiction and all characters are over the age o...
10pm. Rain-thuds. Windless. Fingers of mist rolled off the roofs of my neighbourhood houses which looked like giant ships anchored in a dead calm sea of darkness. Depression. Hopelessness. Sensitivity. I'm 18 year old Steele Sanders, and I'm sitting on the rainy front stairs that lead up to my suburban home, lonely, still and blank. My black Nike hoodie dre...
I'm not sure there will be a Chapter 2. Depends on where we go from here. We have a "date" for tomorrow night. We'll see what happens... xxxxxxxxxxxxxx I did something today I've never done before, and may never do again. I exchanged blowjobs with a stranger at a public park in the middle of the afternoon. As I write this, I can still taste his semen......
Chris wanted out of the Nevada desert. The dust piping his sinuses heightened anxiety. His old 99' Buick rolled its last leg—just making it to Rick's Auto on the intersection of nothing. There was an attached gas station that had not spilled gas in a decade. He pulled up near an open garage with breaks squealing. He rubbed and flipped open his worn leather w...
His name was Dan and he was in the Marines out on a weekend night of drinking with friends and hopefully to get laid. The local Waikiki bar known for its military clientele ran beer specials that got some guys past their limit. Dan was almost there but still sober enough to know where he was. The walk towards where his hotel was along with the breezes put h...