The next morning I woke up and instinctively reached out beside me – the bed was empty. My head throbbed slightly from last night’s alcohol, and as the memories flooded back, a hot shiver ran through me: Anja’s lips around my cock, her moans, her taste… But right away another feeling mixed in: pure panic. What if we’d ruined everything? Five years of best friendship – destroyed because of one drunken night? Just then the...

My name is Oskar, and I’m going to tell you about the vacation I took last year with my best friend Anja. A vacation that would forever change our friendship into something far more intense… The alarm ripped me out of sleep at four in the morning. For a second I had to get my bearings; then it hit me: in just a few hours, our flight to London was leaving. I jumped out of bed, threw the last few things into my suitcase, an...