When the last of my possessions were unpacked, Mack told the truth. It took a month to end things with the old roommate, gather my things, and slowly migrate my life to Mack and Kyle’s place. Through all of that, I had helped her keep the secret and she c...
“When did you start fucking McKenzi without me?” Kyle asked. My semen was still drying on his chest as we lay together on the bed in my apartment. My brow furrowed in mock confusion. “Is it a problem?” I said. “No,” he said, but I could hear the hesitatio...
I woke up more in Kyle's arms than in Mack's. We'd spent the day together--and most of the night--and gone to bed with me spooning between them. In the night, Mack had rolled away from us and now it was just Kyle and I, naked, hot, and entwined. I felt hi...
And, like that, it was over. Agatha’s mother was dead. The funeral was over and my wife was home. Kat was avoiding both of us, though for different reasons. On the first night after she came home, Agatha wanted to debrief about her trip. We sat on the cou...
Kyle took the train to my place. It was a decision that both confused and elated me with remembrance of our first time together. I drove down to pick him up and found him waiting at the terminal with overnight bag in hand. I embraced him and he placed a c...
Mack hung on to Kyle's arm and his every word as the pair of them meandered past alley after alley, looking for our lane, while I followed along behind. Somehow, I'd been tasked with carrying the bowling shoes--and the bill while they'd been busy making o...
"Where are you going?" Kyle said. His voice spun me around as though I had been caught raiding my parents' liquor cabinet. I was standing in the middle of the short walk between his front door and his front gate, having woken up in a puddle of morning lig...
My daughter's pregnant belly rose and fell as she worked her hips slowly on my dick. We were enraptured before the fireplace, bathing in its warm glow when the desire took us. Kat's breasts were swollen and her nipples were hard. Her eyes glittered down o...
After our trip, Kyle and I didn't see each other for a while. Our college years were decidedly over now. The leeway he'd had on money from his parents was decidedly over. We'd had vague plans to continue on as roommates after graduation, but that had been...
“You won’t tell anyone that I jerked you off, right?” I asked Kyle. “No,” he said, sheepishly. “What happens in Germany, stays in Germany.” “I think we were still in France, then,” I said with a weak smile. The stewardess had come around on the plane with...
It was the summer of '05 and my college roommate and I were taking a backpacking tour of Europe. We'd underbudgeted and blown half of our savings on our first stop. For our money, we'd only really seen the inside of our hotel room and a couple of pubs in...
By Sunday, the house had been decked from porch to bathroom with garlands frosted with white snow and buttoned with pine cones, strings of white Christmas lights, and holiday knick-knacks that had come along with Agatha from her side of the family. The tr...
When Hunter had left the house seemed to fall silent. Snow fell day after day, insulating our secret from the rest of the world with layers of ice. But inside our hardening igloo, I felt trapped. Agatha seemed to dog my steps, haunting me with laundry and...
It's not what you think. Not what it looks like. You didn't see what you thought you saw. You're dreaming. Go back to bed. All of these explanations rushed through my head as I stared at the boy silhouetted by moonlight in Katherine's bedroom door, but wh...
Katherine's door rustled open, flooding her room with the briefest splash of moonlight as a tall figure darted inside. Kat repressed a yelp and instinctively darted her hands away from the slit between her legs. The face she had imagined before her evapor...
