Continued from here.
I didn’t know her name. I had never met her before. The only communication we’ve ever had were a few DMs through twitter and two separate, short phone calls to set everything up. I only knew what her body was like and in my eyes it was perfect because she was imperfect. She was incredibly sexy but she had a realness to her body that made everything more believable. That’s what our fantasies are about; wanting them to be reality. She didn’t have porn star breasts that were popping out of her bra. Her ass was healthy and a nice handful. I never got to see her face until I opened the door and she barged in. She had the face of a girl who knew she was pretty and knew she could get guys attention with little to no effort. She knew how to use make-up to enhance certain parts of her face and slut-ify other parts. There wasn’t a single part of her I was disappointed with.
More writing from the depths of my mind. Partially written from experience, partially written from fantasy. Combined to make a nice little short story. Not for the faint of heart or intended for anyone under 18 as it is two males having sex. Continue reading