It all began many, many months ago. I was home from school on Spring Break, and I’d just been expecting time with family, time with friends from grade school, not an almost-bruisingly passionate kiss from Sam. Nor the rest. He’d told me for years to call him by his first name, “Samuel,” or maybe “Sam,” anything but Mr. Gray. And now, my first kiss from a real man had come from Mr. Gray. Sam.
Author: Maggie Morton
Amy had considered herself straight as an arrow up until she first set eyes on Joey. She’d only slept with men, only fantasized about men, but now Joey filled her every dirty thought. She’d come dozens of times to Joey on top of her, Joey beneath her, Joey fucking her in the most perfect of ways. Joey, with the short-cropped and messy black hair, with the full lips and sea-colored eyes, with the power to make Amy come every which-way, if only in the privacy of her thoughts. But Amy had grown sick of just imagining Joey touching her. She wanted to actually experience her touch, her caress…and her mouth
Ari’s room was slightly messy, but not horribly so, Joseph thought, the mid-sized bed unmade, and various books and a few pieces of clothing were scattered about. “Sorry about the mess,” Ari said, turning towards Joseph. “I wasn’t planning on having a guest today, after all.” He picked up a large, digital camera, and gestured towards the bed. “I was thinking that you could pose there. If you aren’t ready to sleep with me, then I’d figure you wouldn’t be ready to pose nude, but keep as much on as it takes to make you comfortable. It’s just, well, seeing that you like Mapplethorpe, as do I, and seeing how lovely you are, well, can you blame me for suggesting it?”
They left the building, and Ari took Joseph’s hand in his, and it just felt right. He led Joseph up the street, telling him that his place was just a couple blocks from where they worked. They made small talk, and Joseph tried to ignore how nervous he was\’happy, but still very nervous. He wasn’t sure what would happen once they got inside Ari’s place, if they’d just kiss some more or if they’d go further than that. Joseph didn’t know if he was ready for much more than kissing, despite the fact that he felt immense trust towards Ari. He just hoped it would go well, and that if he seemed too inexperienced (which he was) that Ari wouldn’t judge him for it. Hence an extreme attack of nerves