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Nothing turned Jason on like money- especially when it was his. Every time he closed a big deal or saw one of the stocks he owned take a big jump, his dick got hard. For him making money was the definitive aphrodisiac. His ultimate fantasy was to make love on a bed covered with hundred dollar bills, like the scene in the movie Studio 54. So when he actually had the opportunity to fulfill his fantasy he leapt at the chance. One of the stocks he owned had doubled and suddenly he was flush with
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My boyfriend loves to have sex in public. He loves the idea of being watched, but even more he likes to watch other couples. Not the cheesy scenes in the typical porn movie, but real men having real sex. He loves going to smoky night clubs, drinking a few drinks, dancing to a few songs, and then going to the back room and letting me suck him off while he watches all the men in various acts of sex. His favorite to watch is frot, or dick-to-dick action. He loves watching two guys doing the cock
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I had found this great apartment. It was perfect, really; only a ten-minute drive from my office with an awesome grocery and a Target between. Two of my favorite sidewalk cafes were within walking distance and it was fifty dollars less a month than what I was paying to live on the other side of town. I can’t say it’s spacious, but it’s designed very smartly and therefore it seems roomy. It’s on the eighth floor of the building and the living room has a breath-taking view from the floor to
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I've never been much of a country guy. I'll take the city any day. All that fresh air bullshit never did much for me. So when my roommate asked me to come with him for a weekend retreat to a friend's ranch, I thought he was crazy. "Come on, it'll be fun," he said. "What? Stepping in cow shit?" "So, watch where you walk. Besides there will be cute guys there." That got my attention. "There will?" "Yeah, this is an annual thing that Terry and Brian have. They invite a bunch of their
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An unwanted trip to the country has some pleasent extra benefits.
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Toby’s funeral was held in Steven’s Point, Wisconsin, his hometown. The First Methodist Church was filled with friends and family as well as flowers sent from college friends that couldn’t make the trip. The mahogany casket sat in the front of the pews, near the altar. The casket remained closed with a large picture of Toby, smiling in happier times, setting atop. Seth and Cole sat with Samantha and Jason in the front row on one side of the church while Toby’s parents sat on the other side
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By Sunday afternoon Seth could take it no longer. Cole had been acting weird ever since he had come back from putting Toby in rehab. At first Seth tried to ignore it, figuring if Cole wanted to talk about things he would. But by Sunday afternoon it was wearing thin. “Are you upset that I went to San Francisco?” he finally asked. “What? No. Why would I be upset over that?” “I don’t know, but you seem to be upset over something.” Cole shrugged his shoulders. “It’s not you.” “Then wh
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“Come with me to San Francisco,” Seth requested later that night. “I can’t,” Cole said. “There’s no way I can take off work on this short notice. How are you able to pull it off?” “Family emergency. At least that’s what I hope. Can’t you call in sick or something? I would feel better if you were going with me. I’ve never had to do anything like this. I’m not even sure what to do once I get there.” “You’ll do fine. And really, it would probably be awkward to have me along. Are you going
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Samantha was hoping Jason would call her in the days following her apology. She was hoping, but she wasn’t surprised when it didn’t happen. She knew his forgiveness would be harder to earn than that. So she made her plans for the next step in winning him back. She knew the places and times he usually lunched. Interrupting him while he ate would be rude, but if she could catch him as he was coming back in to his office she might be able to snag a few minutes of his time to again plead her case.
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"Hey, Sam," Seth said answering his cell after seeing Samantha’s name on the display. "Uh... Hi," Sam stammered, she was a little surprised at Seth’s warm greeting. Actually, she was surprised he answered at all. "What’s up? I haven’t heard from you in awhile," Seth went on as if nothing was amiss. "Oh, Seth, you were right. I’ve made a mess of things," Sam gushed. "Right about what?” He had no idea. “What are you talking about?" Samantha went on to confess her fling with Allen an
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The next few weeks flew by for Samantha, as she continued to play with fire; dating both Allen and Jason. Well actually, she dated Jason while sleeping with Allen on the side. But she thought that sounded sleazy. She had lunch with Jason most everyday and spent the weekends at his apartment. Once or twice a week she would run into Allen in the hall, or he’d give her a call and invite her over to share some dish he had prepared in his kitchen and before the evening was over she’d be back in hi
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The next day, over lunch Samantha told Jason she was going to slip out that evening to catch a movie. She told him not to bother to call her when he left his office; that she probable wouldn’t be home. He studied her for a moment, then nodded and asked her no questions. If he doubted her word he kept it to himself. After work she stopped at the deli to pick up some French bread. She would add her own garlic before taking it over to Allen’s. “Hello,” Allen said a few hours later when he ans
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“Toby, Mr. Johnson is requesting you in his office,” Jeanette said. She was the administrative assistant for the engineers in Toby’s area. “He is? Did he say what for?” Toby asked. He had been working on a project that one of the senior engineers had passed off to him when Jeanette had stuck her head in Toby’s doorway to deliver the news. “No, he just said to ask you to stop by his office.” Toby nodded. “Okay, thanks.” He could already feel the sweat beading up on his brow. “I’m sure
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From: Seth Williams (on_the_prowel@gmail.com) Date: July 21. Monday To: Toby Subject: Hey there, sexy! Toby, Hey. It was good talking to you the other night. Thanks for the call. So what’s up with this Chase guy? What’s his story? You know I like to check out your bfs. Sounds like your job is pretty high pressure. I’m sure you’ll make the grade. HP is pretty laid back. Guess I’m lucky. How are the clubs there? Pretty great I suppose. Austin has a decent gay scene. More da
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“Sam, how are thing with Jason?” Seth asked. It had been almost two weeks since her first date with him and Samantha was still on cloud nine. “He’s great,” she replied. She had just come back to her desk from lunch. “We shared a sandwich, today in the park. And you? Have you seen Cole again yet?” “Nah, I’ve been too busy with work.” It wasn’t a total lie. “Since when has work ever kept you from the party?” “This is different. Real world. Real job.” That was part of it. Seth knew it w
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Jason pulled up to Samantha’s building Saturday night. She had been nervous about having Jason see what a hole she lived in, but finally decided that he had more than likely gone through his own slumming when he first moved to the city. By the time she buzzed him in the building, she had changed her clothes four times, finally settling on a simple black dress. Not too revealing, but still showing off her best assets. “Wow, Sam, you look great.” “Thanks, Jason.” “Shall we go? I mad
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Monday evening Seth called Toby then conferenced in Sam. “So how was your weekend?” he asked when he finally had both friends on the line. “Mine was wonderful,” Samantha volunteered. “I met the most wonderful guy Friday night.” “Yeah? Where’d you meet him?” Seth asked. “On the elevator in my office building. He works for the law firm on the floor above mine.” “Oh wow,” Toby jumped in. “I met a guy that works for a law firm too.” “Well, if he’s as gorgeous as Jason then good for
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Samantha’s first week at Jane Tompkins Advertising was slightly less glamorous than she had imagined. She was finding that a junior ad exec was simply a fancy name for slave girl. She swore she spent more time running errands and doing crap jobs for the senior execs than actually working on any ad campaigns. At a quarter of five on Friday afternoon, Sam’s boss stuck his head in her office, “Listen, I hate to do this to you, but I really need a favor.” It was almost nine when she finally
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Sunday morning Samantha finally finished packing. "Good grief girl, do you think we ordered a big enough truck?" her father asked. "Well, if we didn't we'll have to get a bigger one. I need all this stuff." "Yes, I'm sure you do, but maybe you should stack these in the order of importance, just in case when they get here it doesn't all fit. That way we can maybe send the rest later." "No, Daddy, that's not funny." "Alright, pumpkin, we'll make it fit somehow." Samantha's mother
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Seth finally stepped off the plane at Austin at about the same time Toby was shooting his load in the back room of the club in San Francisco. It had been the flight from hell, his connecting flight had been delayed; then, once in the air, they had to divert the flight due to weather. By the time they landed, Seth was vowing to never travel by air again. He gathered his luggage and hailed a cab to take him to his hotel. He had rented an apartment but he couldn't take possession of it until Mon
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Toby stepped off the plane and into the bustling San Francisco airport a few days later. He asked himself again, why he had taken this job. There had been other offers, some even close to home in Steven’s Point, Wisconsin. He supposed he had let Seth and Sam fill his head with dreams of the big city, the gay Mecca. Seth belonged here, not Toby. Toby had never felt so lost or out of place as he did making his way through the airport to the baggage claim. He retrieved his luggage, made his way
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"Can you believe it? Tomorrow is it," Seth said to his two friends, as they shared drinks at XS, a local club just off the campus of the University of Wisconsin. He, Toby and Samantha were out celebrating together one last time. Tomorrow the three friends would graduate from college and move on to the real world. "What am I going to do without you boys?" Samantha asked. "Oh Sam, you'll do just fine. You'll be in New York for God's sake. All you'll need to do is go down to Chelsea and pick
