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The Honey Bee

The long, yellow spadix of the giant anthurium jutted aggressively from the bowl of its single scarlet leaf. Deacon stripped off his glove and ran a forefinger lightly over the bumpy surface of the flower's phallic protuberance, watching it shiver at his touch....

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Pretty Boy

I saw him leaning against the wall on Bourbon street. He was a pretty boy, young and insecure; I could tell by the way his eyes shifted around him and how he would nervously move his weight back and forth from one foot to another. He had positioned himself so that he...

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How We Convinced Tony to Swing

JUNE "Do you fancy Maggie?" I asked my husband Pete as we lay in each others' arms after a rather nice half-hour of lovemaking. "Well yes, she's very attractive; do you?" "I do rather, and I fancy her husband Tony too, I wonder if we could get them interested in some...

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Put Them On

Kirk, our sculpted star topman, fucked Gunner's mouth while Jon, a tanned, lithe surfer, pounded Gunner's ass. It was a staple scene in any porn. The diving board under them bounced with Jon's thrusts. Gunner's big hands gripped the sides of the board as if he were...

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Tyler’s Love

Eddie's asshole, slick with lube, fit nicely around Tyler's cock. Every muscle was constricted and tight, massaging Tyler's dick better than hands or mouth ever could. "You've got a nice asshole, you know that?" Eddie tried to reply, but couldn't get much past the...

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Radiance

"But, Lise, you promised you'd go to the Christmas party with me." "Darrel, that was before we broke up," I said. "I told everyone a month ago you'd be coming." "You should have found another date." "I haven't been well." Darrel sniffled. "Besides, you know I miss...

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The Boys Upstairs

She walks along the barren hall. There is no sound. Fluorescent lights flicker. She tries one door, then another but all are locked. Panic rises in her gut. On and on down the hall, each door refuses to yield. "Murrrp?" She looks down into the bright green eyes of a...

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Home Ice

"Damn! I used to jimmy this thing all the time. Where's the flashlight?" I glanced over my shoulder at the road, then back to Guy's shape hunched in front of the door. "I think the battery's dead." "Don't chicken out now, Maur," Guy said, teeth gritted from cold and...

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Challenger Deep

Pop rode from Oakland to Guam in my lap. I put my vintage green and yellow A's baseball cap over him so that people wouldn't notice the plain cardboard box with the gold embossed stamp, "Whiteside and Sons Funeral Directors." A dusty cobweb clung to the back corner of...

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Hot

Tommy was the kind of guy all mothers want to see their daughters bring home. He was good natured, funny, and handsome. He gave up his seat on the bus for little old ladies. He carved turkey at the homeless shelter downtown every Thanksgiving. He sighed heavily every...

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