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In my last episode Alex had surprised me with Jasmine and Misty at dinner. And Jasmine and I had a great night. I woke to the sound of the shower running the next morning, On the dresser was the clothes freshly washed and pressed that I had wore over to Alex’s the previous day. I stepped into the bathroom and watched Jasmine wash herself off. She stuck her head out of the shower door and told me good morning. She said for me to go lay back down, that she would only be a few more minutes. I was hoping to join her in the shower. But respected her privacy ad returned to the bedroom. I laid back down waiting on Jasmine to finish. I fell back asleep for when I woke up there was a note on the pillow from Jasmine with her phone number and the pair of thongs she had wore the night before. I took the thongs and held them to my nose as I inhaled her sweet fragrance. I decided I needed to clean up myself so I jumped in the shower. The house was very quiet as I finished cleaning up and dressing. I figured everyone was gone to work as I made my way down the hall to leave I noticed Misty sitting in a robe at the bar sipping on some orange juice and eating a bagel.
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As my last episode ended, my Fed-Ex guy Gregg had just fucked my ass and made me swallow his load. When I woke up I was hoping to have another round with Gregg but he was gone only leaving me a note. I knew that there would be many more sessions ahead with Gregg, and I looked forward to them. My ass was still sore from taking all of Gregg’s huge cock, but it strangely felt empty. Just thinking about last night got me hard, so I decided to jump in the shower to clean up and jack off. After My shower looked at myself different in the mirror no longer did I see the same straight guy I used to see. Now I saw a man loved a nice hard cock as much as a tight pussy. I just had to explore my new found bi side and do it soon.
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At the age of 36, you would think that your sexual preferences are set. Well did I ever discover that my tastes could change. I was working for myself out of a shop I built behind my house. This was the ideal location I thought as I could work when I wanted to and do as I pleased with my free time. There was always something about my Fed-Ex guy that was very friendly, He always had a smile no matter what kind of day he seemed to be having. The weather could be dreadful and he will smile have that damn smile. He would always ask how my day was going or strike up a conversation about some project I had going. It was one of my projects that set the wheels in motion, that would change my outlook on my sex life. I was working on a web page for a local sports company, that had some well toned guys and sexy girls playing some beach volleyball. My Fed-Ex guy Gregg Made the comment about having some very sexy models in one of the shots. I was being a man and made the remark of not minding having one of the hot girls in my bed.
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My first “adult” encounter with another man

I knew but the dry mouth and nervousness that this was what I had been waiting for. I had not seen nor touched another man for at least ten years! And the thought was making me horny and crazy!

I pulled into the parking lot and noticed that, for 2 in the afternoon it was very busy. I wondered if all the people were “sick” and called in to work like I had done!

I went through the door and encountered the same boring face of the attendant that I have grown to expect. Paid my money- opting to get the gay addition to the ticket also. Why not?, I knew that was why I was really here after all…
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After a week of being horny every single day and having no opportunity to act on it, I found myself alone on a Friday night; no plans, no obligations, but some spare money and a raging appetite for cock. So I hatched a plan to make good use of my money and time. I checked into a motel near an adult bookstore, which I knew was frequented by gay men looking for action on the fly. I got everything situated in the room, then headed out to the bookstore. Slowly but surely, I hit every video booth in the place, leaving the date my room number and a message saying
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Hello once again! This is the third installment of the “Adam and Kyle” series. Also, the identical previous installments are titled under “Friends ’til the End”, but will discontinued and simply be “Adam and Kyle”. As always, feedback and comments are highly appreciated. I hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 03

“You did WHAT with Missy last night?!”

Kyle nearly swerved off the road when I informed him of the previous nights’ sexcapades.
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Hey everyone! This is chapter 2 of the Adam and Kyle Series. I hoope you enjoy!

Finals came and went. Okay, not really, they came, consumed our lives and ruined relationships, and then went. Either way, it was all worth it now that school was done with…forever. Okay, once again, not forever, but for a few short months until Kyle and I go off to UCLA. We made it! It turns out Zihlman didn’t give any crap to Kyle for his paper, so in essence, I didn’t really need to help him with it a few weeks ago, and the whole embarrassing incident could’ve been avoided. Although bitching about it now doesn’t really do much, the damage has been done. The funny thing is that Kyle doesn’t seem fazed at all. He stills jokes with me about being gay (that fucking bitch, Missy), but what teenage boys don’t joke about each others’ sexual orientation? Honest to God, at Thurgood, “Hey, fag” was the new “What’s up?” Anyway, he never brought up the incident again and he certainly doesn’t treat me any differently. It’s like it never happened. Me on the other hand, I’m completely baffled. I don’t know what this means. Am I gay? No, I can’t be. I find women attractive, yet am unable to have sex with them. I chalk it up to just being so emotionally connected to the guy; I mean, he’s been my best friend for 15 years and I had just ended my relationship with Missy (or so it seems), so I figured my mind was just on sensory overload and reacted like any health male teenager would’ve reacted if someone was rubbing against his package. Right? Right.
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“I can do this…I know I can.”

Adam repeated this mantra continuously, hoping that he would convince himself that he would be able to get through it. He looked absolutely ridiculous; standing in front of a floral-framed mirror in the bathroom of his current girlfriend’s house. His thick brown hair was disheveled, his Levi’s dangerously unbuttoned, and his remaining sock had a hole in the toe.
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Eve Winters, known to her slaves and the BDSM community, as “Mistress Eve”, was quite pleased with her success in controlling her slaves so far. She was especially satisfied with the power that she had over Adam, her husband. She married him to get legal title to half of his estate, which has considerable.

She frequently fucked other men, and only allowed Adam to have sex with his fellow slaves, all of whom were men. She rarely fucked him herself, so he was generally desperate enough to go for the gay thing, which she tried to encourage as much as possible. She just got turned on by watching her small, timid husband having sex with the bigger slaves, always in the bottom position.
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Steve Cahill grinned with a certain nasty pleasure at the idea of what he might do with his new slave. The poor fellow had to shower to clean up from the scat and golden showers frequently forced on him. He frankly stank like a sewer, if Steve were to be honest with Eve, the man’s sadistic Mistress/wife.

He gathered that poor Adam had suffered a great deal, so lightening up on him would be best for now. He needed to regain some of his dignity and his understanding that, while submissive and a slave, he was still a person, a man with rights. The fact that Eve planned to break her husband/slave of such self-esteem indicated that Steve didn’t have any time to waste.
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