Sparkle Bay Car Wash

"Greg and Cathy wash their dirty car, and nearly get caught doing the dirty deed, at Sparkle Bay Car Wash."

It was a clear, sunny Saturday morning at Sparkle Bay Car Wash. The sounds of cars passing by blended with the rhythmic splish-splash of water hitting metal.Greg leaned against the front of the yellow Camaro, arms crossed,  watching Cathy. His...

Sam #18: Dancing Time!

"Our friends go dancing..."

As usual, the next morning we breakfasted clothed together, talking about our upcoming days. We were all heading to the office for a busy day, so this would be our only time to talk before dinner. Sometimes I mused that...

Slow Motion

"I know how Michelle likes the taste of sex. The taste of orgasm. Mine and hers."

"Ping."The steel elevator doors slide open with a soft swoosh, and we watch our blurry reflections disappear as the doors slide to the sides, only to rediscover ourselves in the mirrors at the back end of the elevator. The hotel lobby...

The Theater Seat – Chapter Five: The Ride Home

"She let strangers use her, smoked while she rode him, and made sure he’d never jerk off to anyone else again — because now, she was the fantasy."

The Theater Seat – Chapter Five: The Ride HomeThe ride home was unbearable.Not just because my cock throbbed like it had its own heartbeat, swollen and denied. Not just because my mind was replaying the sounds of her moaning, gagging,...

The Theater Seat – Chapter Four: The Path She Took

"She left to pee barefoot in the dark—came back dripping and still stroking the one who waited"

She kissed it.Just once — soft, slow — lips brushing the shaft like a promise. Then she smiled around the filter of her cigarette and slid it back between her lips.“Don’t touch it,” she said, dragging smoke into her lungs....

Chapter Three: The Park After Dark

"She bathed in moonlight and exhibition, and made every man watching forget how to breathe."

The Theater Seat – (Chapter 3)Chapter Three: The Park After Dark We drove in silence for about three minutes, the air still thick with everything we hadn’t said. She didn’t look at me. She just smoked — slow, sensual drags that...

The Wedding Party (1)

"The competitive best man and groom both think their girl gives the best head. Only one way to prove it."

The air was thick with salt and liquor, the warm breeze from the Hawaiian coast carrying the scent of rum, coconut, and bad decisions yet to be made. The soft glow of tiki torches flickered against the night, casting golden...