Conversation -- Conrad and Sammy Pardo After meeting in Jersey City, Sammy and Gentner came to an agreement, and Sammy put several things in motion. Within a month, Conrad was in Belgium being introduced to two Italians and a man from the Netherlands named, Klass Bruinsma. The Italians were only intermediaries; Bruinsma controlled a great chunk of Europe's...
Damn I'm cold, I thought as I got my ass into my dorm. I don't know why I ever moved to Virginia. The place is so damn cold, it's not even funny. I guess I came for the education. The University of Russell offered me a full academic scholarship which I accepted. It's not like my other options were too appealing. Still, there are times when I thought my sibli...
OK, this one is done. Finally. For those of you who hate stories that drag on, huzzah. Except, of course, Fillmore's Oil of Roses. I hope that one never ends. Thanks to all who constructively criticize, but just to a point. I'm no lawyer, I just put people into a little world I thought up and let them take the story whereever it wants to go. Yes, I do use sp...
(I'm gonna be adding to this story over time, so it has a lot of dead ends in it right now. i'm not a professional writer by far, but hopefully it's to your liking.) It started on Friday night. you where doing your usual porn searches as you usually do and forgot about the time. "fuck, it's 3am!" You exclaim quietly and decide to end the secession...
Chapter 9 Endings and Beginnings (Part II) It was the middle of March. Paul found himself seated on an airliner next to Ted Wilson on their way to Chicago. They had two items on their agenda that day. First, was the signing of the dismissal agreement on the Peoria lawsuit. It had gone as planned between Paul and Leonard Raines five weeks before. A small fla...
12://Gold_Master -------------- Neither the sunlight peeking through the blinds and streaking across the bed nor the rustling of the sheets woke Kip, but the gentle mouth nipping on his inner thighs coaxed him out of his dream. Almost by instinct, he reached down and gently grasped his boyfriend's head, petting around Vale's ear and weaving his fingers thr...
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
Two days later, the three friends nervously chatted with one another as they walked to the lecture hall together. They had decided at the end of the last class that they would indeed give their Exploring Human Sexuality class a shot. There were some serious expectations awaiting them in future classes, but for the first few anyway, it seemed they would just...
The ad in the swingers magazine intrigued me. "GET BLOWN BY OUR MODELS IN A XXX-VIDEO. AMATEUR MALES WANTED. HOT MIKE'S VIDEOS." Prospective blowees were directed to respond to a PO box, so I spent the money for a stamp and sent a copy of the ad along with a self-addressed stamped envelope. Blowjobs with facial cum shots are my favorite porn scenes. Before...
At eight o’clock on a raw spring night I met the donor in a small eatery near the Old River Street bridge, just around the corner from the vampress' apartment. The weather that night was so perfectly suited to my mission that it almost seemed a joke, wet, dim, and misty, with fog climbing up from the river in the cool air and blurring all the hard edges of t...