Collaboration Stories

On either side of the ocean, both took some time to catch up on their messages. As usual, Shiba had many to read, while Justin had far fewer. Among the messages, one stood out to Justin. He smiled, confident that Shiba would feel the same once she saw it. 'Festival Of Erotica' was the title of the message that had captured Justin's attention, and beyond its headline, the details brought a smile to his face. A gathering wa...

Karen and I agreed on a movie marathon and a sleepover at her place since our boyfriends were away for work on a weekend. We were best buddies back when we were in college. We are kindred spirits. She likes what I like, but mostly, she likes to tolerate my likes. I admire Karen's strong personality. She is always in command and knows what she wants. I have a crush on her, only she is "as straight as a raw pasta noodle, bu...

"I miss you so muchLike a pen misses it's inkLike a page bare of wordsYearning for the nib's touch" Write me a love poem that willTransport us to a world of wonders Let me experience wandering with youWhere we've never been together Write me a sonnet that willMake us fall in love all over againLet me experience how magical it isTo feel your every written words Plunge that nib into your heart's wellTouch those yearning bar...

Maria’s officemates planned a long holiday weekend going for upland hiking up north, where the native tribes of the Cordillera, collectively known as the Igorots, still lived. They expected to see the magnificent sea of clouds that were rumored to be witnessed at the top of the mountain as the sun rises. The crystal cave, celebrated for stalactites and stalagmites, could also be explored cruising along the cold undergroun...

When I was in my late teens, he visited me in my sleep, often. The very first time was the night I turned sixteen years of age. I've always thought that he was my birthday present from the universe, celebrating my emergence into womanhood. I felt like I had known him all my life. I became familiar with all his physical attributes and his presence in the air every time he came to visit at night.You should know I live in a...

The autumn rain was hammering down on the darkened skylights above as he wandered down the hallway. It was a mundane evening routine, checking that all the lights were off, but there was an electric tingle in the air and on the tip of his tongue. Maybe it was from the storm, and maybe it wasn't. In the gathering darkness, he locked each door as he went along, listening to the wind and rain and feeling his cock stiffen. Th...