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It was Wednesday again, and I was driving towards a building that sat in a newly gentrified area of the city. I never would have guessed that this is how my life would have turned out due to one of my hook-ups slipping me a card with the words,  You Choose , with an embossed male ass in the middle on one side and a phone number on the other. I wasn’t sure what to think about it.  ==== Months And Months Ago ==== “Is this how I get in contact with you again?” I asked him. He had already turned towards the door of the hotel room we shared for the night.  “Maybe,” he turned his head to tell me before pulling open the door and walking out of my life. I looked down at the card again as I brushed my thumb over the little protruding ass. I didn’t want to appear too pushy or eager by calling the number right away, so I placed it in my wallet for later. I ended up forgetting about that little piece of paper for three months. I was on the hunt for my driver’s license at the time. I ...

Here you go. The Scribd link to A World of Fantasies. :)  A World of Fantasies by JemGirl It has already been posted at HF and GayDemon. Now it's on Scribd and the link is here to prove it. Sometime in January I'll post this story over at WattPad. 

"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...