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Here I was, driving in the middle of the night from one city to another. A friend was getting married in the capitol city where we went to college, but I had since moved away. I drove back for the wedding and was supposed to crash at an old buddy's place. The buddy flaked out on me, so I had no where to stay. I really didn't want to get a hotel room because I'm always on a budget. So, I just decided to pop a red bull and drive back home that night.

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He had hoped that by taking a long, hot shower that he would somehow be able to shake off, or at the very least reduce, that dreadful feeling of shame that had overcome him that night, but as was to be expected — it did not. He still felt dirty and had only found that feeling getting worse and worse by the second.

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I was standing over my father's grave at Sunnycrest Cemetery as the cleric spouted empty words and prayers, and as my mother wept crocodile tears into her lace hankie. "Be strong, Lucinda," said my Great Aunt Martha, patting my mother's shoulder. Aunt Martha was my father's mother's sister.

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I could see the sun slowly rising outside my bedroom window. I was tied to a chair as a chain of men had their way with my wife while I watched. It was her fantasy and my punishment for an eight month long affair. She had been fucking bareback off and on all night and I could see cum overflowing from her pussy as she lay on our bed with her legs spread wide.

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"I need a favor, Jakx." The deep raspy voice startled Jakx. He hadn't expected his best friend, Dykstra, to be this deep into the cave. No one came this deep unless there was a freeze. "Anything, my friend." Even though he preferred to be left alone, Jakx would never refuse Dykstra. Not because he felt obligated, but because the other man extended him the same respect.

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This story is a work of fact and not a figment of my sexual imagination. However if you are under 18, or offended by frank, open, graphic sexuality of all adult types then please do not read it. If you are not offended please enjoy. * PART 1 -- My second and longest time with a guy was at university when I was 21. And it happened with a guy I'd known for 2½ years!! His name was Mike and he was a good looking guy, a good build and blond, curly hair.

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I grabbed my coat and hustled out of the hotel room I had called my home for the last five months. I was running late and new that my trainer Dave hated tardiness. We were meeting to discuss the last week of my training before I finally got placed in my permanent position as a mid level manager. Dave wanted to meet at a bar and grill on the south side of town that had great food and a quiet comfortable ambiance. The problem was that this restaurant was on the other side of the city and there was no way I was going to make it before seven.

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To describe exactly why my stomach coiled and my heart rate increased when I saw him would be like trying to explain why the earth is round, or why Oranges don't have a more original name, or why, no matter how much gel I use, I can never get my hair to look like that model in the advertisement with the skateboard.

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Aaron was late. The guys at the office had decided to go to a club to unwind but no one had bothered to give him the name of the place. It was all that asshole's fault. What was his name? Michael? He'd been getting lavished with all of the attention the past couple of months rising through the ranks with godlike precision.

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Every Christmas Eve we have at my In-laws. My wife is from a huge family and has 8 siblings, which you can guess has a lot of kids. So every year that is the only time I really drink to deal with that many people. This time was no different, I had already downed a couple of beers and my wife decided we would stay in the guest room so we didn't have to drive home.

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