He stood against the far wall, leaning into it as he waited for something exciting to happen. Naked men and women surrounded him, already on to the most desired part, the fucking. Just one look at his chiseled frame and my mouth watered as well as my more hungry flesh. His rich blue eyes locked with mine as he found me staring. He was probably hoping that I would be an entertainment for the night, and I sure didn't want t...

Feeling a weight settle over him, Caleb slowly awoke, noticing how relaxed and well used his body was. His sky blue eyes landed on a weary Shay. A slow rumble against Shay's ears informed him that his lover was awake and laughing at his misery. Moaning with aggravation, Shay resigned to beg for help. "I'm in terrible pain and could use a little help loosening up." With that statement, Shay flopped onto his back and waited...

Sipping their drinks, they made small talk. They spoke of what they did for work, causing Caleb to improvise. After the first few awkward pauses, they hit it off, finding more and more in common. For example, they both liked the color blue, their favorite food was Fettechini, and dessert was vanilla ice cream. They both reeked of confidence, and both were after dominance. Yet with all the similarities, a great many differ...

Slick with sweat and breathing heavily, Caleb collapsed on top of his partner. Fucking for information was slowly getting easier to do. Heck, he even seemed to become more relaxed after a good night of heated sex. Women were OK, but they were never his type, he just did them when the job called for it. But this evening, Caleb smiled, his target had been a handsome, young man. Once again his first impression of Donald R. P...

Slamming me against the wall, his lips ravished mine as our hands worked to remove the barriers between us. As flesh slapped flesh, gasps of anticipation swirled with our dueling tongues. My desire for what would come brought liquid heat to my soft tangle of curls, wetting my inner thighs. His stiff loins rubbed against my navel, trailing a sticky, wet path along my skin, chilling as the air hit it. Each new touch and sen...

Coming to, my head pounded with a migraine, letting me know that whatever happened the previous night must have been good. Opening my clear, blue eyes, I found myself in a dark room -- it wasn't my own. The beating in my chest increased as I began to panic. Rolling to what I believed was my side of the bed brought me against a hot and hard, masculine body. The contact of skin on skin made me hyper aware of the facts. I wa...