– A Horny Short Series – No fruit is sweeter than that which has been plucked from the forbidden tree. This revelation probably comes to most people fairly early in life. For me, it was at the age of fourteen. By that point I had spent an entire year polishing my joystick with any sock…
Category: interaction
2.9 Well, That Was Unexpected
Before he could register what was happening, Brandon was backed into the kitchen counter. The kiss came impassioned, almost urgent. His hands scrabbled on the edge of the cool quartz as he moved to steady himself against the unexpected force. He could hear the soft thuds of tomatoes hitting the floor. But before he had…
Edging
– A Horny Short – The paint roller blazed a sticky highway of pale green up the smooth gray walls of the Hollingsworth foyer, announcing its wet progress like the lapping of a dozen tiny tongues. Trevor looked up from his perch atop the ladder and watched as his mentor deftly pivoted the end of…
Best Man
– A Horny Short – That I was surprised when Ted asked me to be his best man is an understatement. This was—in part—due to my assumption that he had oceans of friends at his disposal. He was handsome, affable, and though he was too modest to admit it, I gathered from the series of…
Down the Drain
– A Horny Short – Gavin gently brought the sole of his sneaker down onto Josh’s basketball shorts. He gently teased the straining manhood beneath, making small circles with the ball of his foot. The zigzagged grooves of his tread gripped the shiny nylon material, sliding it over the swollen glans. Josh whimpered slightly and…
2.2. Pieces
Brandon woke the next morning and knew two things with absolute certainty before he had even rolled out of bed. The first was that the yellowed 1950’s acoustic ceiling tiles on the ceiling needed to go. Today. The morning sun was already high enough that it reflected off of the ripple glass patio table below,…
Rescued
– A Horny Short – The moment I stepped out of the car and my foot felt the loose gravel that was scattered over the parking lot, I grew excited. It could have been the crisp day, the bright yellow leaves dotting the path like autumnal confetti. Maybe it was the feel of the slightly-too-big…
Shoe Horny 