Blood Oranges

Blood Oranges

In the middle of the night, it was nearly impossible to tell if the train was still moving. Maybe it was our exhaustion or possibly it was the overpowering darkness out the window that held us still, but as we sat in the dimly lit compartment, I had a sneaky suspicion...
I Want You to Feel Something Daddy

I Want You to Feel Something Daddy

Give me your hand,” she whispered. We had finished the pot of coffee, stared out the window for far too long, and moved from blankets to bathrobes and back again more times than we could count. If ever there was an excuse not to get out of bed, this snowstorm was it,...
Shudders of Envy

Shudders of Envy

She didn’t want to know his name. It was important that I did, but anything more than that would move it from one thing to another. It was a ledge she wanted to sit on, and if there were too many things to hold onto, the excitement would vanish with the fear. He was...
Call Me

Call Me

My girlfriend and I had a secret code to play out one of my longstanding fantasies. It was the sort of thing we talked about late at night, but would never happen. Which is why when my phone beeped, and I saw the message, my stomach dropped and my cock was hard within...