Bryce was just the cutest guy Morgan had ever seen. The first time he whizzed past him on the ice it was like watching a vision of beauty come to life. Bryce had grace and elegance in his skating. His smooth cheeks had a red blush to them and from the look in his eyes he was lost in his own world, skating on his own planet. Morgan felt like an elephant or h...
Hades watched with irritated disdain as all the wood sprites fussed and giggled with Cupid. No longer the cute little blond brat that ran around striking down mortal and god alike with his stupid little love arrows, the insipid brat had grown into an impressive male god. He'd saunter around Mount Olympus, swaying his tight little ass and tossing back his lon...
Dale and I had always had this kind of sexual chemistry between us since the moment we had first met it was just something that one day we both knew was going to happen and when it did was going to be the best time of either of our lives. But both of us being in relationships when we first met couldn't bring ourselves to act on our impulses not straight awa...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The whole family had gone off camping. I was just tagging along, more of an extended member than part of the immediate circle, but they were kind to invite me. We never did much at the campground, just simple things like cookouts, campfires, and outdoor games. I was the black shee...
Standing there with one foot in the leg of my cutoff jeans, staring at Marne up on the staircase, I was both frightened and befuddled. Scrambling to get the shorts pulled on, I ended up with both feet in one leg and stumbled backward onto the pull-out couch. I grabbed for a sheet to cover myself and heard Marne chuckle. "Hello, slacker," she said. "How's...
I was already driving home when I realized what day it was. I must have seen the date a dozen times, and it had never really registered. "Fuck!" I shouted, almost swerving into an obnoxious taxicab. I checked my watch and took a deep breath; I still had time. I searched my mind for a list of nearby florists; on the first pass I didn't come up with any, but...
Author's Note: This is not to make light or minimize the clusterfuck that's going on right now. It's just my creative way of coping. If you like it, please let me know in the comments sections, there will be at least one more. ***** It became routine. Ok, so it was weird. But whenever one of us was ready, we would invite each other to what quickly became...
All my stories are true life experiences, with a small amount of poetic licence. My boyfriend and I always use condoms for anal sex with strangers. Play safe, guys. ********************************** So we needed to get to the airport for our winter break. Train and coach- or we surf the web here in northern France for a car share, all above board. We've h...
Yeah, me again. It had been a few weeks after my first experience with another guy -- in this case a massage, that I was able to really face the fact that not only had I had the experience, but that I liked it. I wasn't in a relationship at the time and although I knew I could only relate to women in the romantic sense, there was something about man-to-man s...
I don't get a massage often. As in, pretty close to never. Mostly because I just don't have the time. But work had been more demanding than usual and the back-to-back flights had put a permanent crick in my lower back that I just couldn't seem to shake. Shelly, my PA, who was more like a mother, had taken one look at my face this morning as I was downing pai...