After returning the jeep to the front desk we made it back in time for dinner. I tried bickering with Brandy to keep up with appearances, but neither of us gave a very convincing performance. Afterwards, we walked down to the game center, finding a nerdy-looking kid standing in Lucia’s place. “Oh, well,” Brandy said. “Her loss.” “Yeah.” “What were you going to do anyway, fuck her behind the counter?” “Only if you joined m...

You are my little festival slut. His words are buzzing in my ear. I still haven't fully realized that this happened to me and it's not just a very naughty dream. I would have never thought that I would ever have a sexual experience quite like this. But let me start from the beginning... It's Friday and I have been looking forward to this day for more than five weeks already when we bought the tickets for the festival. Tod...

I was almost asleep when Jeremy bolted upright and headed toward the shelter door. "I can't sleep. Gonna go rub one out." He opened the door and then called over his shoulder, "You coming, Cole?" A groggy voice answered. "No, man, I'm too beat." "Suit yourself." Cole groaned. "Jeremy's the horniest dude I've ever met. No apples for him, he lives by the philosophy that 'a wank a day keeps the doctor away'." I was glad it w...

Through droopy eyes, I saw her silhouette slink toward the jack-and-jill bathroom. Once inside, I heard the other door creek open. Oh my God, she had snuck into Travis's room! Why was I surprised? Cursing myself for being so stupid, I pounded the mattress with my fists, a mixture of humiliation and rage welling up inside of me. Of course, popular Mindy Thompson had only befriended me to get a sleepover invite to get close...

My first thought of the day is of Damian. How I have longed for this day ... to meet a man so special he is my waking thought! I feel his warmth. Snuggling back against his heated body, spooning, I replay the night before in my mind. We made love. And it was the best night of my life.  He knows I am rousing. His hands gently move my hair to the side so he can plant soft kisses on the back of my neck. Oh my, his lips feel...

It’s been two weeks since I’ve heard from him. I don’t think a day’s gone by where I haven’t regretted that night. I’ve been listening to the same sad songs on Spotify on repeat. Routinely checking my phone, checking my messages to see not a single reply. Last online 40 minutes ago. Message seen, ten days ago.    Two weeks ago to this day, he and I had been drinking. I know we shouldn’t have been meeting during lockdown,...

“Ben, your birthday is the sooner. It’s you and I together for a serious bout of carnal capers, first. However, I don’t want to wait until we can arrange that before getting some physical relief going. Hal, I want to go upstairs with you for a close encounter of a very physical kind; say for thirty minutes. We won’t have full sex. That has to remain special for when we have much more time. Then, Ben, we go upstairs and ha...

  I picture youdressed all in whitea veil on your head and unspoiledas a freshly fallen snowdrift. My heart catches in my throat,As I gaze at your ethereal silhouettethrough the Vaseline glazeof tears in my eyes. Frozen in place and not daring to move.Afraid I might wakeand find everything has vanishedfrom this dream place. Dare I tempt my heart with these images?Stoke such longing and drink so deeply from the fountain of...

“Are you angry with me?” Michelle asked, an alcohol induced slur clearly evident in her voice. “No!” I retorted. My hand was firmly on her elbow as I guided her back to our suite. “Yeth, you are.” Her drunken laughter echoed off the walls of the short hall that lead to the inner door. “Your jealous and pissed off that I fucked Marcus! And what was with all that ‘Old Boy’ nonsense?” “I just thought it added a kind of James...

I came across her by chance. Her photo appeared innocently in the side column of the page as I was cruising the net for social activities to enjoy. She was beautiful. Long sandy blonde hair on a petite frame.She belonged to other clubs too. One was a 40 plus club, but from the look on her photo, she was no way near that age. I fantasized that maybe she was a seductress who made a living seducing older men. She looked 32 a...

The two weeks that comprised the end of term one holidays in New South Wales, which also included Easter this year, had come and gone so fast. It only seemed like yesterday that I had left the mercurial Clare on what had effectively been the last school day of the term for Clare and I; the government schools still had the Friday to negotiate. My wife worked through the break, as was usual (she referred to bank her leave a...