Shep smiled as he stepped out of the airport. "Would you stop complaining?" he frowned. "I'm not complaining. I'm just saying that they should bring back those little peanuts," he mumbled. "No one cares about the peanuts. I'm allergic anyways," Shep said, as he hailed a cab. "Psh, 'no one cares about the peanuts'," Lex mocked Shep's deeper voice. "Madnes...
The sole of Will's gleaming patent dress shoes crunched on some discarded condom wrappers in the parking lot. The elegantly dressed young pre-law student checked the message he got from that daddy last night. This had to be it, right? The best and oldest cruising stop in the area? A run-down truck stop with a busted sign, dingy yellow lights, with one or two...
The next day I made sure to get Phil on his own, "I had a talk with David last night..." I started. He looked at me with his mouth in a firm line, "I'm guessing you didn't just talk to him John. If I know you." "That's neither here nor there," I continued, "he told me about your little 'offer'." "Now you're his protector?" Phil scoffed, "let me let you in...
"Hi and good morning, I'm Lucca from the IT department." I said as I shook the big wig's hand. "I got an email that there was an issue with this meeting room's equipment?" "Yes, I need to give this presentation that I have saved on my laptop. I have it connected to the cord for it show up on the TV, but the screen is staying blank." I suppressed a groan as...
l didn't sleep. As with the prior night, the bed, blankets and pillows were all terrible. But I was also plagued all night with thoughts of Ryan and the previous day. Ryan had Tracy completely under his thumb. From the start of his stay, she had fawned over him and appeared to defer to him at every turn. Worse, they had kissed right in front of me the prev...
We proudly present the first in a series of unjustly neglected underground classics of erotica, revived and reinterpreted for your entertainment and pleasure by Tristan Trotsky, a noted dilettante of decadent literature. * Erotica is wonderful. The only genre of literature with the potential to produce a directly observable physical change in the reader. I...
I got past the read through with Mollie barely containing her fury, and Phil smirking at me the entire time. David was off in wardrobe, so he was spared the awkwardness. I waited for him outside his trailer and when he finally showed up I grabbed him. "Look, I have a problem," I said ushering him inside. "And that would be?" he smiled. "I can't do this lo...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
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I had just turned 19 and had been doing gymnastics from the age of 4 or 5 years old. Gymnastics builds the body up you use every muscle in training and competition and as a result, your body is lean but all muscle. When I started I was a skinny kid but years of training every day in the gym had turned me into a 13-stone slab of muscle. The girls at school wo...