One of my best friends, Scott, was pissed at me. My fiancé, Liz, was pissed at me too. But they were pissed for very different reasons. Liz, my fiancé, or more accurately, my former fiancé, had just seen a side of me that was apparently dormant and that she sure didn't like. While we were in the midst of working through why our sex life had collapsed, I wa...
Dear reader: A political satire of "woke" white people, particularly woke white women. Definitely not to everyone's taste. Intended to be humorous. Skip if offended by the notion of a white gal mind-controlling her white boyfriend to service a black dude. But quaff heartily if the idea gets you hot. Adam ********* SCENE 1 [Setting: A spacious but d...
Desire was all the rage, at least to those within the same community. They were a local band and virtually unknown outside of the small town of Amber Heights. Four members made up the band, all young men between 18 and 24 years old and each and every one of them was smoking hot. Rick Myeres was key board, Mikey Doogan was guitar and backing vocals, Tracy 'Tr...
He certainly looked like a big brute when he had arrived in the hotel room, and with all that muscle, he provided me the hope that he could touch me where I needed to be touched, take care of my need, and give me relief. But it hadn't happened. Once again it hadn't happened. I was beginning to think there really was such a thing as wearing your hole out, as...
My name is Ryan, and I'm a soigneur (pronounced "swan-yure") for an all-male professional cycling team. I'm 26 years old, a former mountain biker and road cyclist who had to leave competitive riding due to an injury (ruined my knee on a wicked downhill). I tried to work in the "real" world, but I found that I missed the cycling world so much that I was miser...
Danny was shirtless when I arrived at his house - still undecided on whether to wear a blue or white tank top to the concert. He was hot in every sense of the word. He was 6'2" and ripped from head to toe, the result of playing hockey his whole life. I was always jealous of him. My body, on the other hand, refused to grow taller than 5'8". And while I'm in...
8=> 8=> 8=> 8=> 8=> "My lovely assistant, Joy, will now demonstrate that the cabinet does not contain any hidden devices." The light from the overhead spotlights glittered in the light-blue sequins covering the short blond's torso, arms and legs; only his head, hands, crotch, the bottoms of his feet and the inner curve of his ass-cheeks weren't covered in...
The inspiration for this story was my cyber buddy Glen. Thank you Glen. I wasn't sure where to go next. Home, though there was no-one there, or somewhere else. I was looking about the Motor Show idly, seeing the busy crowd and wondering if I would go to see the Mercedes display. I had to find Gina a present for her twenty-first birthday. But then I saw the...
As we exited the staircase and entered the cafeteria, there was a collective gasp from a number of the senior class whose table had them facing our direction. Miles was a few steps in front of me. "What are you doing?" asked Ryan. "I was arrested," replied Miles. Recognizing the confused look on a number of the seniors' faces, I explained, "We were in Mr....
It wasn't the next week. It was the following month but John and Matt had kept their promise. I was having the time of my life, dancing in front of the crowd, when I recognised a familiar face. It was Peter from work. He grinned at me and my heart sank. This was not what I wanted. I have never really thought of myself as attractive to men. I suppose it's ju...