It was late August, and everything from the collars of tourist's Hawaiian shirts to the necks of stray dogs that lumbered past Seaside Joe's Diner had begun to wilt. The zealous crowds that peaked around the Fourth of July had gradually tapered off and were replaced by last-minuters who came up from the city, seeking to make something of the final days of su...
"You know, I've never really thought about it," my mom was saying. "Come on. That can't be true." We sat on metal folding chairs, crammed side-by-side under the keyboard tray of her small desk. "Well..." she said, staring blankly at the cluttered bulletin board above the monitor, "I suppose it's not. Anyway, I've never given a lot of thought to it. Jus...
Colin had already accepted the fact that if you signed up to fuck Raja, you got the whole package: a short temper, an inability to keep still and poor emotional regulation. It wasn't perfect or ideal, but still, Collin didn't want it any other way. Those characteristics were what made Raja, Raja. And Colin had also accepted the fact that he loved Raja, d...
Nostalgic feelings came easily to me these days, brought on by encounters with everyday minutia like the sun-dried black leather of my mom's rumbly old Legend, which crackled underneath me as I shifted my weight in the back seat. I surmised that like any other car, this Acura must have rolled paint-glittering-new off a lot once, but that was before I was aro...
"I need to speak with the manager, please," I said to a teenager who was standing behind a register, clearly trying to figure something out. He looked up in alarm as I brought him back to reality. He accidentally knocked a few pens off the counter and scrambled to pick them up. "Is there something I can help with?" He asked, setting the pens back in their...
Paulie called me from his bedroom. I had been laying in bed reading the novel Team of Ghostmen, and was a little upset that my reading was interrupted. I was about twenty pages before the end of the book, and had wanted to finish reading before it got too late. Paulie's bedroom door was cracked open—and although he had called me from across the house, I knoc...
I had seen Lucas one more time before he left home for his freshman year in college. He stopped by to say goodbye just before heading off to his freshman orientation. It was about two months after that when, out of the blue, I got a Snapchat from Lucas: "Hey Dan, I'm going to be home this weekend. Can we go for a bike ride?" "Sure!" I replied, "Saturday mo...
Henri had been only the second man that I had sex with, after the first one seven years before. He was black, well endowed, and a true gentleman. He had no problem entertaining my bedroom fantasy to be feminine, and could either plain out fuck me, or tone it down and make love to me. He really knew how to ring my bell, and had nailed me to the mattress as hi...
I drove in time after time as Les was moaning loudly. I felt myself starting to shoot and buried my cock balls deep and held it in place as Les hole spasmed around my fat black cock. I filled his ass till it was oozing out around my cock. I told Will to look in the nightstand to his right and hand me the small dildo and lube it up. I withdrew my cock and q...
WARNING AND NOTICES: This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Do not read if you are underage according to the laws in the country, state/province, county, city/town/village or township where you live. Copyright © 2008 Debra Diane; Permission is...