THE BLIND GIRL IN THE SNOW Part 1. Another December. A different year. "Where is that wife of yours?" Janet hugged herself as she stood waiting next to the carrier on this bitterly cold Friday morning deep in the heart of Winter. Another heavy snowfall ha...
Tobin left Jimmy’s house with the key to his empty condo and the note with the address in his pocket and the delirious knowledge that he’d has sex with the object of his desire. In the days that followed he would remember the way Jimmy’s cock felt in his...
Later in life, Tobin would share awakening stories with his queer friends, often hearing of gradual, incremental steps, peeking out of the closet, the slowly dawning understanding of why they just weren’t into their hetero boyfriends/girlfriends.But Tobin...
My best friend named Brad and I had been friends since the first year of secondary school. We did everything together. We were both in our late twenties but I had been secretly in love with him since first year at college when we were eighteen. But I didn...
You awaken Push the covers backAnd yawnNot yet awareOf your surroundingsOr that it's dawn You stretchArch your backContented smileSexually satisfiedWe went down in style You turnFace awayLong hair on the pillowI spoon youHand on your breastStrong feelings...
The girl lay on the table,waiting - just waiting.I watched for a few seconds, wondering what was going to happen. The guy was just standing by her side, gently pulling on his cock. It was flaccid, unimpressive and I had a feeling that I had missed the mos...
My name is Katy. I’m from a small New England town where my family has lived for centuries. My father is the town banker, my mother the volunteer who drives everyone crazy with her strident manner. Describing my family as starchy would be putting it mildl...
Jessica sat nervously in the lobby of the insurance office as she awaited her interview with Mrs. Devine. It was the middle of December and she had just returned home from college a few days earlier. It was a difficult return home because she had lost her...
I had just been through pure bliss. Now it was my turn to return the wonderful favor the coach had just performed on me. I slowly and softly placed my mouth around the head of his cock, lightly licking all around as my mouth slowly slide down his cock. I...
“It was best of the times; it was worst of the times." (A tale of two cities – Charles Dickens)It was best of the times on March 11, 1990, when I cried for the first time after coming out of the womb of my mother; it was also the worst of the times, as I...
