Short Stories

Short Story Sunday 3/12/2017 Hustle in Paris (an excerpt)

I trailed a finger down his chest to his dick, which to no surprise was just waiting to burst out of his pants. "I...I'm a virgin," he whispered. "Don't worry, it won't hurt." Unzipping his pants, I pulled his dick out. He gasped and stiffened, looking at me. I stroked him softly and he put… Continue reading Short Story Sunday 3/12/2017 Hustle in Paris (an excerpt)