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Posted in Short Stories on Nov 22nd, 2010
I was so getting into this that I forgot that he was a man. I forgot that this was a gay massage. Gender didn’t seem to have a meaning or a point. I had a naked body, I was aroused, and I wanted sex. He had sensitive and knowledgeable fingers, he knew how to excite [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Nov 21st, 2010
By James Evans, edited by Belle Roberts For the remainder of my vacation in Thailand, my “gay incident” with the male masseuse at the hotel spa kept popping into my mind. I was confused. I had never previously had a gay thought and certainly no gay experiences before in my life. I’d been married for [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Nov 8th, 2010
By James Evans, edited by Belle Roberts I was hard, stunningly so, fully erect and rampant. I was lying on my front being massaged, wearing just the pair of paper pants they give you at hotel spas. Towels covered other parts of my body, but not my legs, which were slick with oil and being [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Sep 5th, 2010
Sharply, she scooted away from me, sprang up to her hands and knees, and stood up. I panicked. Is she angry? Have I misread her completely? Is she seducing me solely for the purpose of turning on me, blaming me, punishing me? Fear shot through me like a gush of cold water. My erection shrank. [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Sep 4th, 2010
By Rik Silver It was difficult for me to maintain my professional demeanour with Danielle. She tended bar where I went on Friday evenings to relax with a couple drinks of tequila. She had been “voted” sexiest bartender in town, a ski town with almost more bartenders than skiers. She deserved the title, though “sexy” [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Aug 29th, 2010
I broadened the scope of our conversation away from her, explaining that low sex drive, lack of pleasure during sex, and inability to have an orgasm with a man, are all extremely common. She seemed a bit relieved to know she was not alone. I asked if she could trust me to help her, and [...]
Posted in Short Stories on Aug 28th, 2010
By Rik Silver Chatting with Danielle on a Friday afternoon, after work, I was admiring her figure. She poured me a tequila on the rocks with slim, expressive hands. Standing behind the bar, she poured, mixed, washed, served, made small talk, and all the while her chest and shoulders held my gaze. Her chest was [...]