Meeting Lucy

"She might be what I need..."

My name is Mike.  I’m forty-eight, divorced, and work troubleshooting for supply chains in international businesses.  I usually get called in before a company goes broke, or get court-ordered after a company files for bankruptcy.  Some judges that deal with...

Very Good Friends – Continued

"The evening brings us much closer than either of us had anticipated."

JimTurning around, Gerry came back and kissed me while cupping my groin and giving it a squeeze. He led me through the back door and around toward my car. After one more kiss, he suggested, "How about I meet you...

Soft and firm

"A short ode to the subtle art of the blowjob"

Firm,Yet soft Smooth silkIt soothes I run my finger down the lengthI grip the throbbing mass of nervesDry satinMy fingers play, dart and skipTeasing for reaction TwitchIt starts,Eager and alertSprings with life, it followsSearching out the memory of my touch,Wanting A drop, a wistful...

You tower above me,I’m down on my knees,Give me all of you,“I need your touch, please.” My long dark hair,Twisting around your finger,Pace quickens to satisfy,“Slower, let it linger.” Lips freely wander,Cock dives in deeper,Pat me reassuring,“You’re a keeper.” Tongue speeds up,Breathing gets...

A Friend In Need

"Scott was constantly bullied in school by his classmate, that is until he made a friend in Robbie."

My story started during my middle school years. I was always shy, so instead of socializing with classmates, I concentrated on my classwork. By being antisocial, it made the others think I was too good for them. It caused a...

Moment

"A vignette."

Spread yourpalms, let him read theMounts of Venus. Iris to iris,watch him tastethe tips of slender desirelonging to encirclesurrender.Go slow when you holdthe smoulder of the Sun.Feel it dip into the horizons of shoulders,invite thumbs and index to crafta vise,a...

Wire In The Blood

"How do you keep the fire alive in the cold, sterile future?"

Trudging home through the city's sodden midnight streets was the crowning glory of Xander's shitty day. Heavy dark boots tramped unwillingly through puddle after puddle. The city was a glowing world of illuminations, flashing advertisements and the light trails of...