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Daniel sat stunned! He just simply could not believe his own reaction to that photograph. Ok, so it was an erotic, perhaps even obscene, photograph, but he had seen erotic photography before without such an immediate and extreme reaction. But here he was, turned on like never before!

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Marcie gave a grin at the tousled-haired, platinum blond who rubbed at sky-blue eyes that normally held at least some vague sparkle, but that presently simply reflected bone-weariness. "I hate nights," came from behind hands which hid a face of delicate bone-structure and beauty most women would be envy. "I know, Layton, but you'll get in the swing of sleep by day soon." She allowed sympathy to colour her voice.

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As I walked into the city on the main street, Damrak, leading directly from Amsterdam's central train station, I nervously fingered the folded e-mail I'd been carrying tucked in my wallet for the past month and a half. Damrak changed into Rokin, and at the end of canal off the Amstel River, I made a right onto Heiligeweg.

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They first saw him at the beach, just down from the resort where they were spending two weeks. He was with a girl as stunning and as gorgeous as he was. While they remarked on the absolute lusciousness of the girl, Yvette made sure to comment on the "big bulge" in the crotch of the boy's Speedos, drawing Steve's attention to the ample package of hidden male genital goodies. They shared a knowing smile, both well aware of their common appreciation for such goodies.

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It started as a joke really. We were roommates and had been hanging out having a few drinks at a late night spot in town. Paul, myself and Adrianne. It was late and we were well into it. Anyway, a friend of Adrianne's at work was getting married and she wanted to have a bachelorette party for her at the apartment. She wanted to have something fun and wanted us out for the evening.

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Dutch came first. It was a particularly busy and boisterous night in the Dick Hut, tucked in the back shadows of an alley off the Nuuanu Stream in the heart of Honolulu's red light district. The sign over the door actually said "Richard's," but that's not what everyone called it. Naval ships were in harbor, more than ninety of them, I was told, and all of Oahu was abuzz at the rumbling of war, with the Japs getting more belligerent with each passing day.

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Stopping to adjust his bulky backpack, Ryder took a deep breath. The air was crisp and fresh, the day sunny and a pleasant temperature. He smiled as he took in the view around him. The forest was losing its leaves as autumn headed inexorably to winter. Over to his left, obscured temporarily, were the mountain ranges. As beautiful as they were, they were not the objective on this trip. On his right was the river they were following.

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When my college housemate Jamie first suggested going on holiday to Tenerife together I jumped at the chance. "Really?" I said eagerly. "That'd be really cool, we can go and see that cave I was telling you about, you know, the one with the fossils..." I was amazed at the offer, and chuffed at the same time. I mean, Jamie and I weren't even that close friends...

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The year was 1973 and the college was in upstate New York. This story is based on a long rambling conversation I had late one night at a party with a college classmate who had never been very talkative with me (or the rest of the world I believe) before that night.

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You see him standing in front of the bathroom mirror, in nothing but a red pair of boxers. Just imagine him masturbating in front of that mirror. His hands sliding down his skin. His fingers slipping into his underwear. The stirrings of a boner getting started. His hand moving around in the fabric.

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