Her Mistake

It'd been a long time since the two friends had spoken. They'd grown apart for a spell, driven by different goals and circumstances but feeling nostalgic they'd regained some of what they had. After initiating contact, the pair had quickly regained what had been lost. They'd also come to realise that what they had was something special and as they grew close again they couldn't deny the sexual tension that built up again. After a series of chats, flirty behaviour, and new promises their long awaited meeting had finally come to fruition. It was a tense journey for Neil, two flights and an anxious wait in an unknown airport was taking its toll mentally. After years of waiting and false promises he was waiting for his close friend, date, love interest, Ems to pick him up. Then she was there, walking towards him in the arrivals hall, dark hair flowing behind her. She was the picture of a goddess, tanned, tall, full lips, wicked smile and cute glasses perched on the br

I'm reminded of the lyrics to a song by The Fray -- How to Save a Life. ******** "What were you looking for Dear?" Andrea said, calmly, as if having a box of condoms in her bag was a normal...thing. I couldn't seem to form words with my brain right at that moment and mumbled something unintelligible. "Your, ah, key, ah, I need to, ah, move your car, ah...why do you have a box of condoms in your handbag?" "Because." Again, it was said nonchalantly, as if my question was somehow ridiculous. "Because, why? Why do you have condoms in your handbag?" I was starting to regain my ability to think and speak. There was a long, pregnant pause before she replied. She screwed up her face a bit, inhaled deeply and then said, "Well, you wouldn't want me to have sex without them would you." It was as if I had been hit with a truck. I staggered back and sat in one of the chairs at the kitchen table. I had no idea what to say. No idea what

Perspective: The Mother On the second afternoon of the trip, an accident with a tree branch pierces the fabric of Dani's tent. Nights are cold in the forest which means her tent is unusable. These are special tents, too. Compact and designed for mental and physical insulation. Dani squints her eyes, puts her hands on her hips, and gives her best friend an icy glare as a joke response. The only reason Dani and her son joined this retreat is because of Zara Eslameih's glowing reviews. "I guess we're sharing my tent tonight," Robert says to his mother. Zara interjects with a counter-offer. "No, you can stay with me at night. I'm the one who dragged you onto this trip. It'll be like a sleepover." Dani's first reaction is to accept her friend's offer. It did sound fun, after all. But being the consummate professional, she didn't want to cross boundaries since they are also office colleagues. The is a spiritual retreat and most of the a

In the locker room at my new gym after a vigorous workout, I pulled off my t-shirt and looked around to see who else was there. There were a few other guys in various stages of undress, and one walking to the showers. He had a cute bum, but his package wasn't much bigger than mine. I imagine his cock is probably only 4" long when it's erect. That would still make me happy though. With my penis starting to harden and the focus of my attention walking out of view, I slid my sweat-drenched shorts down my freshly shaved legs. That's when I noticed him. Unintentionally staring at the huge cock hanging between his legs, I licked my lips and smiled. My penis was now straining against its confines. Eventually looking up at his face, I noticed he was laughing - not simply smiling. I'm pretty sure that's because he saw me lusting after his incredible cock, or maybe it's because he saw my tiny steel chastity cage through my soaking-wet hot pink panties. Or it could

On the way to school the next day, we talked about trying to act more like acquaintances than twins from that point on-- whenever we weren't alone. Other kids had already made "homo" jokes about us when there was no reason for it-- just stupid stereotyping-- so we figured that we needed to be even more careful now. We decided to avoid touching when we were at school or anywhere else in public; we still did most everything together, though, since that had always been the norm. During the time that Sean had been away at the academy, I'd gotten to know a guy who was in both my math and chemistry classes-- Ronnie Turner. We'd worked on a couple of school projects together... After my brother got back, they put him in all my classes, and Ronnie mistook him for me a few times before he figured it out. About a week after Sean and I had hooked up, Ronnie and I were assigned another chem project together, so I went home with him after school... He had a really well-set-u