Up north

Up North It was a bloody cold night and there I was standing at the end of the service station waiting. The cheapest way to get up and down the country was to hitchhike. It[…]

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Dress shop

I'm a guy in my early 60s. I own a dress shop. Right away, you are thinking that I am gay, right? A lot of men in this town figure that too. Little do they[…]

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An old flame

This is my first time posting on here,so I am feeling somewhat nervous about the kind of reception I may get. My story as yet is unfinished but I thought I would post this first[…]

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Dahlia and darren

Dahlia and Darren Chapter 1 A pair of large, round, milky-white breasts descended onto the dark-chocolate six-pack abs of a hulking, African-American bodybuilder. Silhouetted by the moonlight coming through the window in Ronnie’s hotel room,[…]

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My box (pt.6)

I tied up my robe and ran downstairs. I seen Marcus in his Porshe his iPhone lighting up his face. "Bop" I hit him right in his face. He loooked at me, "The fuck !".[…]

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By the seaside

Goldie was sitting on a beach in Florida, attempting to strike up a conversation with the attractive gentleman reading on the blanket beside hers. "Hello, sir," she said, "Do you like movies?" "Yes, I do,"[…]

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