"I'm not ready, guys." The very long days (and some nights, as well) of planning, studying and strategizing, were a preparation for the real thing, as just a few steps were separating Rita from her first court date. Michael could feel her tension rubbing off on himself, as well, as if he wasn't pretty nervous already. Oh well, at least she hadn't noticed the journalists approaching the court! "Are those... Journalists?...

  7.30 a.m.   Shania Twain's voice in "That don't impress me much" pulled Michael off whatever he was dreaming. It sounded like a great idea when he set one of his favorite songs ever as his alarm ringtone, at first, but now he wasn't that sure. No one really likes to interrupt their dream, especially with a max-volumed song. That's barbaric and no song in the world will heal that sensation, especially the most loved ones...

  I'm not watching you, but it's like my eyes have never left your body. Kitten doesn't like to get ignored, but Daddy is working out, doing his tractions at the bar. It's a different story, when I'm in the gym and I order you to tease yourself as you wait for me coming back: we can't do this, now. You're so nitid on my mind, doing exactly what I'm expecting you're doing: your shirt, raising over your shoulders and fallin...

Perfection can be strange, sometimes. The moment I was living, that very moment, for example, was the picture of perfection; Dylan and I, frozen in the eternal instant of a kiss. It was perfect. So, why wasn't I insanely happy? Our tongues kept moving, his fire was keeping me alive. I didn't want to think, I just wanted to sip that happiness, but I couldn't help it. Dylan was right there, he was there, he was alive! Also,...

  . Two drops of Chanel n°5, right behind the ears, before wearing my excuse for a dress. Colin kept messaging me: he was very worried about me joining the party since I was clearly not ok and about how I changed my mind after I spoke to my... lover of mystery. "What happened? Did he force you to come here? Are us gals likely subject to be threatened by him?" Oh Gawd, he knew nothing about me and the hunky boss, thankfull...

Louisiana. Where a really good guy named Bobby lived. Well, I guess there were many good guys named Bobby in Louisiana, but this is the story of one of them in particular. Bobby was well-known in his city, both for his ranch and for being a good person. Among Bobby’s many employees, there was Jesse. Jesse had been working on the ranch for a long time: he was just nineteen when he walked into Bobby’s office for the first t...

"Girl, you're smelling of hormones and lies..." Colin looked at me skeptically, as I kept making up excuses to explain why I took that long to come back. He didn't buy any single word of mine, not like I was really trying to convince him, actually. I could have said anything, my shining eyes couldn't help, but to reveal I was lying: his hungry kisses were still on my starving lips, just one taste of what was left of my mu...

  My name is Spencer. And I gotta say: I've been quite lucky. I've been quite lucky even when I died. My name is Spencer and I'm lucky because the day I died, was also the day I came to a new life.My name is Spencer and I am a transgender woman.I still remember when in my previous life, I came out to my family: it was on a Saturday when my parents came back home from work and they found all my things packed. As much as I...

Orange County. Where some producers thought to waste everybody’s time shooting a pointless yet “iconic” tv show. At least, that’s what Dave always thought. Who is Dave? One of the most powerful lawyers in the State, known in courtrooms as “The Shark”. Forty-eight-years-old, a Machiavellian mind in a built, beefy body; unlimited hunger for unlimited power. Loved and hated, envied, and admired. Women crave him as the smart,...

The heat of the lights, the cameras, the sweat, the tension of muscles, the strange and uncomfortable positions. Porn can get so hard, and not in a good way. Bruno could tell. He’s a smokin' hot, beefy thirty-two-year-old man from Brazil, with a sexy beard, a deep, masculine voice and tattoos on his muscled body, with a beautiful cock. And that cock just shot its load, followed by his partner’s cumshot. Even if he loves t...

      “Remember: sexuality is not meant to be stale. Sexuality is fluid!” Miss Grunee was enthusiastic to speak in her favorite park, to her small audience, “You’re not heterosexual. You’re not LGBT. You are who you are!” the lady ended her monologue with a standing ovation. Next to the group, PJ was doing his reps of traction at the bar. 'Yeah, right,'  he thought, ironically.PJ has been proudly gay since he discovered s...