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Tight Spot
XtinaSmith2017 Cody bit his lip as he looked over towards the shop, a little anxious about their planned endeavor but not wanting to come off as uncool to his friends, "Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked. His friends grinned and laughed, playfully nudging him as they made their way ... Read full Story
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Aunt trip
In 2013, after almost three years of service in Afghanistan, George Madsen, a gay Royal Navy communications petty officer, retired. His experience in the distant deserts had left an indelible mark, the memories of friends lost and challenges faced still burned vividly in his mind. Coming home was n... Read full Story
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Passion in the Rough
Tonight, I was searching in vain for a parking place close to the club, but unfortunately, I had arrived late and there were no empty spaces close by. I drove around and went down several streets in the same block until I found an empty spot. That was perfect I thought as I found a parking place and... Read full Story
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A Certain Perception
Kyra was not the girl of my dreams. I never DARED dream a woman that good would just walk into my life. She was smart, sassy, vivacious, intuitive, resourceful, and a real 'people person'. We met in an Internet chat room called "Working Girls". We're not talking about the kind you find in ... Read full Story
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A Game within a Game Part 1
Epilogue Rob came home from work. His wife Jenny was waiting for him. In her hands she held a letter. Jenny said: "We received this letter today. It is sad news from Marion S. We have met her and her husband John a few times - do you remember? John has had a car accident while driving fas... Read full Story
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Nylon teasers
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... Read full Story
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I Believe
I Believe I had just started my senior year in college and was in my 3rd year of transitioning from a male to a female. I couldn’t start in high school so when I graduated and I started college I started as Nikki. The first three years working on my communications degree I used to see people goin... Read full Story
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DISCOVERING BLACK COCK
To the greater Boston general public it was simply a small little known quite private night club located in the back part of Roxbury called The Black Rooster Bar. While in local Gay Community circles, insiders called this private by membership only pub, THE BLACK COCK CASTLE! When first learning... Read full Story
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intimate Cousins
My favorite cousin and first lover, Billy, was just released from prison and I was anxious to see him. I am ecstatic that he is out, and I am thinking about all the past fun we had as I prepare to revisit those good times. Tommy knows all about my relationship with Billy and he understands my need t... Read full Story
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Daddys Little Slut
I have been living with my dad for the last year after my mum who is Indian, found out that I was doing lots of drugs, and that I was bi and also a cross dresser. We never talked about it as for me, the cross dressing was on and off and usually when i was high. When i turned 25, I tried meth, and fo... Read full Story
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Sweet Encore
I was alone tonight and feeling just a bit paranoid as I listened to the soft music. The soothing sounds put me in a seductive mood, but It seemed that all my lovers were too busy for me, or they had other plans. Uncle Barney and my detective were probably home being dutiful husbands. Bo was under h... Read full Story
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I am Baaack! Part 1
PROLOGUE: Ross Thorn, aka Nick Mitchell, paced back and forth in his office high up in the Hancock Building. He glanced out the corner windows. North you could see out over Chicago's North Side to almost as far as Wilmette, and east out over the lake almost to Michigan. It was a perfect spring da... Read full Story
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The Greatest Lie Part 4
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... Read full Story