Shortly after I first saw Julie naked—she had lost a bet to me and had to perform a striptease at a club on amateur night—we began sharing a bed, always in pajamas. Every morning I'd lovingly brush her hair, like a smitten schoolboy crushing hard on the girl next door. I had long fantasized about making love to her or us being intimate with each other, but that remained just a dream. I couldn't hide my arousal when she sl...

When I was nineteen, I started working the night shift in a hotel. One day, after I forgot to wear my name tag, a co-worker told me to look in a box of old name tags in the breakroom. It then became a private joke of mine to wear a different name almost every day. I was wearing the name Guido when Julie first met me. She worked in the restaurant, usually serving breakfast and lunch. The second time I encountered Julie, I...

When Julie casually told me she had never swallowed cum before, I made the joke, "I've never swallowed a load either, well, not yet." She looked at me coyly. "Oh really? Tell me more." "It was a joke." "Well, be that as it may, I'm intrigued. Would you swallow cum?" "What? You're messing with me, right? You're not going to show up one night with a dude you expect me to blow, are you?" "That is one option," Julie said, sou...