Driven

Charlotte stepped off the streetcar and onto the curb Friday morning. She inhaled deeply as she stood on the sidewalk. It was just the start of the day, yet the air was already warm. The[…]

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Pool buddies

The water always had a special place in the heart of Jack Merrylow. It called to him in an eerie way from the time he first gazed upon it. Jack was a natural swimmer from[…]

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Washed ashore 5

When I reached the clearing, to my surprise the herd was actually there. They made soft friendly noises as I crept closer. I must have looked quite shocking; naked, tanned by the sun, my hair[…]

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My young flower 3

I awoke suddenly to feel my sis grabbing my morning wood. “Oh god Brandon. Have a good dream about yesterday? Your as hard as a rock!” she squeezed my dicks shaft. “You know that its[…]

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Remember me?

When I was sixteen years old, one my dad’s old drinking buddies said to me, one day, “Son, you probably don’t realise it now, but these are the best years of your life. Once you[…]

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