Tale #15 : The male delicacy

Or magical delicacy, haha...

Tale #14 : Fuckface

When I get my eye on this,
I know it's going to be hot

Tale #13 : Gigolo gets his dirty money

END OF STORY

Mister: 'So, you want to have some coffee now?'
Gigolo: '(dripping) Yes, and a cigarette please...'
Mister: 'Here is your dirty money.'
Gigolo: 'Thank you, next time i'll do it for free.'
Mister: 'Your welcome, just call my neighbor!'
;-)

Tale #12 : The gigolo loses his pants

THE DOOR CLOSED

Gigolo: 'So, what do you want to do?'
Mister: 'I'm not shure. I was just about to make some coffee.'
Gigolo: 'Sorry?'
Mister: 'But I see you are already undressed.'
Gigolo: 'Indeed. Where do you want to begin, I don't have much time.'
Mister: 'Unfortunately I'm very bad at decisions.'
Gigolo: 'Ohh, I'm losing this pants. (pose) Does my ass turn you on?'
Mister: 'That's hard to tell from here.'

Tale #11 : The gigolo

DINGDONG...

Gigolo: 'Goodevening Mister, you called for service?'
Mister: 'No not particularly, that must have been my neighbor, but he is gone at the moment. Why don't you come in, please. (thinking: and make some dirty money!)
Gigolo: 'Thank you. I get a lot of these situations you know.'
Mister: 'I can see that.'

Tale #10 : Jack's booty tonight

As Jack went down the alley his breath was short. He had the suspision to be followed. Several times he looked behind him but didn't want to catch attention. No, he wasn't being followed. A bar caught his eye and thought this could be a short hidingplace. Emmediately his breath shortend again. No, this was not the place to be, but to stay low profile he sat down at the vault and ordered something cheap. Now the door opened, and in came a stud. His pants seated tight around his ass and his properly visible cockbubble. He didn't care, all he wanted was booty that night. Now Jack went buzurk so he hurried to the toilets, but it was merely to late. The stud already caught him naked on the jar. With Jack's ass sliced to the sides, he fixed a condom over his cock and thrusted his thick loaded cock into Jack's asshole.

Tale #9 : In the morning

Sunday wake up
Blackbirds singing in the sun
Too drunk last night
With a hard cock in the morning

Tale #8 : The forest

The forest. A campfire, warmth in the evening.
Hot coals smoldering in the darkness.
Among the gathered people, I saw his black hair,
his smooth skin, two seductive eyes.
The huge forest, our playground in which we took off.
His kisses, pleasing.
His sweet butt, blurred in darkness.
Back to the campfire, extinguished after all.

Talking about lesbians

Talking about sexuality, in particular lesbians. I saw something funny, touching, maybe amorous today. I was sitting on the bus at the station, waiting to get moving. On the sidewalk two girls were standing, heavely embracing each other. There wasn't any stopping, just pure affection. They kissed and hugged turbulently, suddenly started to cry. Real love I thought. I looked at a fellow traveler and we laughed. He said: 'farewell for a long time'. I nodded.

One giant meal please

Tale #7 : He pulled down my pants

Instead of editing this post with sleazy pictures I want to tell you a little story...

'Get down' he said.
The party was over. The kitchen looked like a mess. The pool was empty except for a floating undie. Tables full of liquer and boose. All alone now.
Our coffee wasn't even cold before he pulled down my pants. I spilled on my shirt, he took it off. I looked at him. My fanstasy was looking through his shirt while sipping my coffee. Music played in the background. He went to the kitchen, got his coffee and poured the hole cup on his shirt. With a light smile he leaned against the sink. Waiting, waiting, until his torso was completely wet, saturated by coffee. I stood before him and laid my hands on him. We quickly removed his shirt. I licked his nipples, his belly button, and starting to open his pants.
'Get down' he said.

Tale #6 : Think about sex

As I fall asleep I think
Why is my dick hard
The situation is complex
I only think about sex

What are you waiting for?

Tale #5 : They come

At night people come
They come to stay
There is no explanation
Only a gesture