I'm one of the best paid and most sought-after male escorts in the world. I live mainly in hotels. And in my private gym in my London penthouse. My clients are the very rich and famous: top models, athletes, singers, actresses, and even royals. All loaded with money. In my line of duty money is not a factor; I get very well paid and always what I ask for. T...
Jim had barely arrived back on Dave's doorstep, already imagining the many ways in which he was going to drool over Robin, when Alex screeched her ride to a halt beside him, sunglasses on and short hair so gelled-up that it did not even shift a single hair out of place during her drive over there. More boyish in appearance, at times, than womanly, anyone oth...
The sun was low in the sky when I came out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked into the den, where Sharon was sitting on the couch painting her toes. She was dressed in white, a wrap that barely covered her ass. She was wearing panties but no bra. She looked sexy as hell, and I stood in the doorway staring at her and thinking back ov...
AS each year passed since high school graduation the thrill that summer once entertained subsided. Friendships that seemed indestructible, crumbled from the passing of time and where it had once been comfortable to proclaim to have all the answers now maturity's humbling touch left only questions. Three years removed from high school did not really appear to...
More than a week later, Thomas was feeling listless and depressed. His contentment following the mating-cycle had only lasted for about three days, maybe four at the most. And a meager contentment it had been, given that a merman's orgasms tended to be on par with the least-satisfying, lowest of the low-key orgasms ever experienced by a human male. After tha...
*All characters are over the age of 18. Any feedback is welcomed and if you want to chat, drop me an email.* The drive home was insane. I kept squirming in my seat trying to find the perfect position where the plug would stimulate me a little but not push me over the edge. With one hand on the wheel I used the other hand to pull out the dildo. It was still...
Ixchel Chapter 1 by Adam Gunn The drink - no, two, including the frozen one at the reception desk - had already started a buzz in her head, a very welcome buzz. She was reclining on the pearly beach, a palm tree mostly shading her, her skin pale. Her neck length walnut hair was freshly cut, the nails ruby with polish, her brows plucked, eye-liner applied...
The following is a story of two brothers ... and ultimately their wives. It's a true story. All sex described involves only characters 18 years old or older. I hope you'll enjoy it... Thursday night, early September 2007 "C'mon, it's early," I lured as I stood next to my brother in front of the row of stained urinals. The beer we'd been drinking for the l...
I was running out of time, Christmas was fast approaching and I didn't yet have a present for Jenny, my girlfriend of almost 2 years. I wanted something that was perfect, something that made a statement but something that was most definitely not a diamond ring. It's not that I'd never thought of proposing to Jenny, we were at that age where our friends were...
Trying to fight off the temptation to fall asleep, my tiredness was interrupted by the electronic shrill noise of the announcement "Easy Jet Flight number EZY8621 to Palma Majorca is now ready for boarding. Please approach the boarding gates with your passport and boarding card. We wish you a safe and happy flight and an enjoyable holiday." My holiday was a...