My wife is a petite blonde haired blue eyed beauty at 5'2' and a 110 pounds and all natural. A few years ago while out of town and not knowing the sauna she was in was co-ed she accidentally got caught totally nude by two guys that walked in on her. When she returned home and told me about it she confessed that it turned her on, working together since then s...
Note - This is not properly a chapter, it's more of a vignette. If you haven't read the chapters that come before it, you won't get as much satisfaction out of it. This is erotica, not porn, and this particular chapter doesn't contain any physical sex. I like to think it contains a lot of mental sex, but that's just my opinion. I'll save you some time and te...
This story is inspired by true events. Tammy was a friend of mine, she finally decided to get a tattoo. I took her to the shop were I got my tattoo because I knew she would be comfortable there. The place is an upscale establishment and reputable people work there as tattoo artist. After a very long time of looking through all the possible choices she settl...
I like to write edgy gay male stories, but I'd never even heard of the act of sounding before someone remarked on a gay story site that they had trouble finding such stories. I looked the term up and was both intrigued and shocked, wanting to include sounding by one man of another in a story but having no context I could put it in. I usually write from expe...
Raven walked up the front steps to the house. She looked at the piece of paper in her hand, confirming the address. It was a very ordinary house, on a very ordinary street. Only the fact that heavy drapes covered all the windows suggested that it was other than a typical suburban home. Raven had received the letter that morning, with the address and direct...
Luke Whittingham is an artist. He was born in 1967. He was prominent in the 90s on the London Art scene. His most famous work to date is "Committed to Death" (2004), an installation which can be seen in The Royal Academy, London. He currently lives in SoHo with his two cats. Lucy and Mary. The shop window is full of televisions sets. Each one shows a differ...
As soon as the dean waltzed away, Sue jumped to the column and yanked the handles upwards. She whispered, "Hey, Ann, are you OK? This... woman..." "I... I heard every word, Sue," hushed Ann, "Fuck, my tits felt like they would pop any minute! Thanks for releasing those handles. What a stupid, stupid idea. I should have seen that coming! I should have used a...
The spring internships were about to be announced, and most of my classmates were buzzing about Jackson. Jackson this, Jackson that. If I believed everything I heard, he had single-handedly saved the avant-garde American art scene from its inevitable irrelevance. Truth be told, there were several local artists and studios which took interns from our academy...
Ann changed into her usual jeans and shirt, stuffed the maid costume into a large bag and quickly readied herself for the day. With fresh makeup, and smelling of flowers, she dashed over to the exhibition grounds. There she went straight to one of the restrooms and wiggled herself into the maid outfit again. The two little 'pasties' indeed barely covered h...
They emerged, hand in hand, into an evening set cold underneath a mix of cloud and deep blue sky. The bright ball of the moon hung high stage left, bathing the city in light and infusing the unclouded parts of the sky with a deep and iridescent blue. He turned and kissed her. They paused. Her breathing was still slightly heavy with the daring and excitement...