I wrote this primarily as a result of comments to my vampire story. They are intended to balance each other... This one is romantic, languid, purposeful, and uplifting.
Fourteen-year-old Tampa rent-boy Kenny is picked up to role-play kidnapping and sexual debauching in a mansion garden by a ankle-bracelet detained Cuban mobster. How much of this is role-playing and how much of it is real, though?]
Tracy liked to smoke. And she liked to fuck. And she liked to smoke and fuck. The only problem was, Tracy's boyfriend Charlie didn't like smoking. (Warning: this story features the smoking fetish. In case you didn't know, smoking is very bad for you. Don't try this at home.)
He looked out the window at the tracks in the snow. The dog was out there and he needed something to distract his mind for the entire weekend. The arrival of his friends, a happily married couple, and a pair of sisters in need of male attentions drive the creature far away and out of sight.
Skulk along with Jamie and Tim as they wend their way from window to window. Their sexy neighbors unwittingly provide entertainment and inspiration for this kinky couple. Could they be watching you?
Includes Cover Illustration: Why are the raccoons digging in mom's flower garden? And why does she keep a food-blender in her bedroom. She's taken to prowling the neighborhood, at night, in her underwear. Is mom losing it– or is it because of something mommy saw?
I had a couple of teachers I wanted to thank. First was my Earth Science teacher. He was a sweet old lonely man. I walked into his classroom after the last student left for the summer. I pushed the door closed and pulled the shade down. "Vat are you doing Mz. Cox," he asked. "Something to thank you for the time you took with me and your other students Mr. I." I dropped to my knees in front of him, and by the time he inhaled enough air to speak, his cock was in my gullet.