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“Sir? Sir?” I heard a woman say. I was happy where I was, but her voice was insistent. I opened my eyes, but the bright light made me close them instantly. I then tried slower so I wouldn't be blinded. “We've landed Sir,” the flight attendant tells me. She was wearing a retro orange outfit that the airline was using to bring back the perceived elegance of the early nineteen sixties. “We will start teleporting soon,” she informed me as I stretched and yawned. Once she turned away, she found another passenger in their pod to rouse. I woke up my tablet and saw that I had a message from Ryan saying that he was home. It was also twenty-one degrees Celsius, if you wanted to venture outside. Then the list of today's fashions if you wanted a change from what you wore the day before. Since I was going home, I didn't feel like being fussy, and kept the robe I had put on when I went to sleep for my flight. It was always too cold on these flights to sleep in just nightwear, never m...

  "What goodies do you have in there?" he asked as he continued to catch his breath, but being far less noticeable now. "Do you want me to list them for you?" I asked him as I stepped forward to bring our bodies back into contact. Tony watched me with darkening eyes while lifting his hands to grip my arms. With his brown eyes trained on my face, I captured his lips. Our tongues filled each other's mouth before our heavy breathing did. "Don't do that," Tony mouthed against my lips, minutes of tongue licking later. "Show and tell is so much more fun," he informs me before slipping out of my arms to walk towards my duffle. I watched Tony as he picked up my bag and held it to his body. He looked at me with a wide smile on his kiss swollen lips as he saw me watching him. Then his expression got sober before becoming downright dark with lust while walking backwards. Soon he crosses over the threshold into another room, and I follow him. It was ...

[ I had a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled some of them blips in the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.] = = = = “I used to have a very dominant boyfriend, he would get home from work and I would already be naked for him... he loved it when I would call him daddy and would tell me what a good boy I was every time we finished having sex. The worst part is... he was my best friends dad and no one except me and him knew about it. He’s married" Via GayConfessions.com.  === I think this one needs to be picked apart, or added to, a bit. === I haven’t been able to forget the first time I laid eyes on my last boyfriend for the first time. When we were together, it was comforting and perhaps I remember it so well now because I pulled it to the front of my mind so often when...

All Together Now (gay erotica) by JemGirl on Scribd For those of you who can't see the pdf above and or can't read it on Scribd, here is a link directly to the file on MediaFire .  Now you may not see me for a while. I have other things to do, and I'm going to start on another book. A real one, like my Inuyasha Fanfic.  Later. 

"Do you still have it in?" Uncle Ian asked as I laid down facing him. "What?" I asked as he engulfed me in his arms. "The butt plug," he clarified. "Did you take it out?" he asked this time. "No, I haven't taken it out," I told him with my eyes closed as I tried to get comfy again. Max realized that I was back and pulled himself closer to my body and crossed his arms with Uncle's. "Good," he told me before kissing my forehead. "We might be able to get one more in before you have to go home," Uncle continued as I tried to fall back asleep. He may have said something else after that, but I didn't hear him. The next time I heard his voice, Uncle Ian was waking me up for a late breakfast. As I was looking around for my boxers, Uncle told me not to bother since I was going to have to take a shower soon, but I still snagged a shirt all the same on my way out the door. I followed him out of the room and down the...

"Oh!"  "Fuck!"  "Ahhh!" These were words that we all used, matched up, interchanged, and added on to as we fucked each other. My body was pushed between Uncle Ian's and Max's, shifting how their cocks filled me and what we felt.  "MY GOD!" I shouted as one of them grew, stuffing my hole even more. I came without seeing, and somewhere in my fuzzy mind, I knew Max was holding me to his body as he tried, or Uncle Ian tried to continue fucking me. I felt the wet heat when someone came. My balls were still going, and my ass warmed with the feeling.  "Fuck!" someone grunted hard before more cum was shot into my hole. I heard the sticky sound, as much as I felt it, when they continued to hump me and the cum they put there. They slowly rocked into me while keeping their cocks lodged deep in my ass. Max pushed me forward to lay down in my mess and over Uncle Ian's chest. He kissed me slowly, and I soon felt Max's lips as he kisse...

"How are you doing?" Max asked me before Uncle came back. I thought for a moment before giving him an answer.  "Ok," I answered. "You are a little heavy," I then said as I felt his weight around me. "But not in a bad way," I added on when I realized he could have taken it the wrong way.  "Hahaha. It's ok," Max assured me. "Let's see what will happen if I let go of you," he said. While Max was resting, his grip had loosened, and some of my cum had streamed out of me. Now that I was free, there wasn't much left, but I sunk into the feeling of being let loose all the same. I shook a little as my balls fully emptied themselves. "How does that feel?" he asked when there was none left. Or so I thought until he massaged the last drops out of my shaft. But Max did it slowly so he wouldn't get a rise out of me in the process, and he succeeded.  "I'm so tired," I breathed into the room as I closed...