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They say that eavesdroppers never hear well of themselves, don’t they? Guess it’s the same for any bad news.

I’ve been away for a while – can’t actually remember how long, this time. Tyler knows to expect me, though I can’t remember telling him exactly when - shows you how tired I am! I’m often away, of course; damned job requires it. But he always knows how much I miss him. I tell him so, don’t I? I show him so, wrapped in the sheets at night, in our bed, caressing him, claiming him as mine. Making him cry out loudly with his pleasure; making him hold me so tightly that I know I’ll never find another lover as responsive.
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This short story is an abridged depiction of an experience that still leaves me baffled. My wife and I bought a home from an eighty-something widower four years ago. Victor seemed nice enough in spite of the fact that he was selling the home he and his wife had built in the mid-fifties. All was going well with the inspection and closing until a discrepancy in tax records led us to discover the house was actually smaller than the listing. This effected the amount the lender had agreed to. It was now worth a little less and we needed to renegotiate. The seller was more than eager to be done with the process of selling and was cornered into lowering the price. He dropped it by $5000. Then some other contingencies were presented which put him in an awkward position of compromising once again. In the end, he lost nearly $10000 from the asking price and let our agent know he wasn’t happy. The agent was somewhat unscrupulous as it turned out and we felt bad. We never had the opportunity to apologize one on one. We moved in to his home as he settled into his retirement community.
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Dedication: For Andy, my slut puppy, because he deserves it.

The pounding of his heart rivaled the pounding of his footfalls on the wooden stairs climbing from the beach to the ocean-side vacation home owned by Toby and his lover, Alex. Big, black and beautiful, Andy couldn’t think of anything he wanted more than to spread his legs wide for Toby, so he could drive his meaty cock in deep. Unfortunately, that wasn’t likely to happen now. Still, he had to come.

Not even fear of rejection could keep him away from Toby Yates. Not today.
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Author’s note: The subtitles are from The Beatles song “The End” this song can be found on “Abbey Road”

A special thank you goes to 3113 for all your help editing and your patience-BJB

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And In The End

The first rays of sunshine peeked through the curtains and hit me in the face waking me out of a blissful sleep. I had been pretty drunk the previous night, so before I opened my eyes I tried to remember who I had lying next to me.
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Well, another chapter for you to digest. Once again, these events actually happened to me personally.

It is Monday morning and I am checking my e-mails and I discover another response to my last story and it went something like this.

Hi Murray I too have wondered about a bi-encounter and have so far only played with my cock while reading these stories today. Your story turned me on immensely and I got to thinking that perhaps we could have a massage encounter together… I could be the massage guy and see where it goes from there…. please let me know at _____… thanks
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I had been working seven days a week 14-16 hours a day for the last two months. I am a systems engineer and programmer for a large law firm located in downtown Washington DC. The long late hours and lack of meaningful sleep or recreation had taken its toll on me both mentally and physically. Besides the people at work I had not even held a conversation with another person in probably five weeks now.

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As with all my stories, this one holds elements of the unreal, fantastic creatures and a strong romantic theme. This is a short erotic story, not a quick stroke, so if you’re looking for quick porn, you would be best suited to another story. If romantic intense fantasy based story with hot sex is what you’re looking for, have fun and enjoy!

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You belong to me. The words from the dream I’d had the night before rang in my ears as I stared at my computer screen, working on the boring numbers that was the monotony of my cubicle job. I couldn’t get the dream out of my head, out of my thoughts, it’d be the same basic dream I’d had for the past five months, and as I sat staring dumbly at the screen, I relived it once more for the hundredth time.
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After a day and a half of delayed flights and multiple airports, George had finally made it, with friend in tow, to the beautiful island of Santorini.

“Let’s go to the beach straight away after we check into the hotel,” said Annie, George’s super chic friend from NYC.

“Okay,” George answered, although his voice hinted he was so tired nothing really mattered. He was just so happy for a vacation. Work sucked, his personal life sucked, and well, everything just kind of sucked.
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“How was your date with Mary?” Rusty asked sitting up next to Scott who had just come in the door and sat on the sofa.

Scott looked at Rusty. “It was good. We went to some friends of hers. Nice people. A couple of the guys there were into cars so I had something in common with them, which surprised me, I’m glad to say. I think I picked up a couple of jobs on the side from them, you know, extra cash fixing their cars.”

“That’s good.”

“Yeah.”

“How is it going with Mary and yourself?”
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My wife’s sister, Elaine, is probably the nuttiest broad I know. Talk about ditzy…she takes the cake and I have felt sorry for her husband John ever since they got married ten years earlier. They live at the other end of the state and we don’t see them often but when we do visit we stay for a few days. It was their turn to visit us again so I had to look forward to being around that stupid cow for the next 48 to 72 hours. Ugh. I would come up with a million things that John and I could do that would take us out of the house for as many of those hours I could manage.
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