I couldn’t believe this was the guy I’d be working with. I stopped in my tracks at the doorway and furrowed my brows at the script.
TWINK: [Needs to be expressive, bubbly, seductive, cute]
The description listed all of the stereotypical roles of a twink, but this guy sitting beside Dave—or should I say on the same couch as Dave, as they were by no means near each other—was anything but. Dave insists upon introducing his actors in his house beforehand, to sort of break the ice in a
For the last five months, Stephanie and I have continued seeing each other outside of the office. I have tried to convince her to see another dentist; however, she refuses. Our relationship has moved beyond just the sexual. Nonetheless, we really don’t go out and about in the town we live. We have gone on weekend getaways and enjoyed many evenings at my home.
I have since added a dental chair to my play space and keep a set of dental tools and scrubs at home. Although I enjoy our time
RAGE
It was as pure as the rain. Elemental and unbound. Before he knew it he had struck the dashboard in his car and the whole thing shook and the downpour cocooned his impotent fury from the glistening street and the couple frantically crossing it under one black umbrella.
It was unusual for Mark, that kind of anger. He choked the steering wheel with his fists. He had never actually hated anyone until the incident with Kate.
He despised the way that she could stick her hands into his life and
Just to bring you up to date, I am Jessie Bustamonte. A few weeks ago I was caught plagiarizing by my Professor. In exchange for his ‘overlooking’ my crime, I have been his sexual toy for the last month. My first experiences with the Professor have all been on Saturdays. The first Saturday I was tied up in his back yard with a cone fitted around my neck and all the male guests who were there ejaculated into that cone.
At the end of the afternoon, I was given to two of the men and
The anger and determination of Qin Shih Huang was almost palpable as he unleashed his cavalry, war chariots, and
My name is Dylan, and I’m a rapist…or at least I thought I was. Lying there in the dark, pretending to be asleep and listening for the tell-tale crackle of a police walkie-talkie from outside my apartment door, I wondered if Samantha was still in her bedroom. Wondered if she’d called the cops to tell them her roommate had raped her, or if she’d fled the apartment and was banging on our neighbors’ doors, desperately trying to find someone who’d help her.
Mum rings and asks me round for brunch, saying it would be nice to catch up. I hesitate ‘cos I’m having a morning lying in bed. Gavin has gone to his Saturday golf. Before he went we had our usual Saturday morning fool around in bed, and this time he insisted on doing me in the butt. In our four years together, I have never got used to this even though he does it maybe once every month or two. I am quite sore and for the last couple of hours I’ve just been recuperating.
I’ve heard that most
When school started three months ago I had to start staying at daddy’s house during the week. Since my mom and him divorced almost 8 years ago my brother and I usually just spent every other weekend with him and two weeks in the summer. That was the agreement at least until I was accepted at a prestigious prep school that was much closer to his house than my moms. At first it was a bit awkward with just me and Daddy there, I always had my brother to act as a buffer between us.
There was
Lydia was my girlfriend for a couple of years. Our friend, Bridgette, had expressed interest in having a threesome on numerous occasions. I was definitely into that idea. I wasn’t sure if Lydia was though. On this particular occasion (which turned out to be entirely Lydia’s design) we were drinking wine and listening to Primus.
Bridgette started getting pretty buzzed. She decided to show us how she could belly dance. In reality, I was alittle uncomfortable because I still thought
She stands in front of the apartment. Naked thighs cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the long coat she wears. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. He heart is racing as she raises her hand to knock on the door. Her nipples harden immediately. She knocks, once, then twice before she takes a small step back.
He hears the knock and looks at the clock, it is exactly 9:10pm.
“Good girl,” he thinks.
He puts down his glass of whiskey and rises from the couch. He
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