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Simon walks up the small staircase in front of the big, old house and rings the doorbell. Simon's older brother, Peter, lives in the house with several friends. Peter have told Simon about their open attitude towards clothing and sex and Simon is anxious, or actually quite nervous, but also curious, now that he is visiting the collective for the first time. He is glad that he already knows Peter and Peter's girlfriend Johanna.

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Olivia and I had not dated much. And most of that was more about sex, not dating. Our first date was dinner, then back to her place for drinks and, quickly, bed. It was not that I was so great at seducing her. She just seemed as interested in sex as I wanted her to be in my daydreams. If you're thinking that a relationship like that couldn't last, well... well, you're right. But on to the story.

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Nothing makes you feel quite like a loser then spending your Saturday night trying to impress women, and ending the night at the bar downing drinks with your gay friend. That was my life for nearly a year. I would get dressed up and head to the bar at about 8:00. I tried to talk to the women who came in. I thought I was pleasant.

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"Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice," Albert hypnotizes Emma to strip naked and give him sex. Continued from chapter four... "When I snap my fingers, you will awaken refresh and rested. When you hear the word Beetlejuice, you will immediately become very horny. When you hear the word Beetlejuice, your nipples will harden and become fully erect. When you hear the word Beetlejuice your pussy will become sopping wet with sexual lust for me. With all of this happening immediately when you hear the word Beetlejuice, you will be ready to have sex with me, your brother."

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This story is purely fiction, and none of the events are real or contain real characters. Please feel free to comment any feedback, thank you! ~ Kitten ***** Only a few days after her 18th birthday, Rya laid in her bed, eyes gazing at the ceiling. "Damn, that was so hot.." She murmured, breathlessly. For years now she had been having very vivid, sexual dreams of her father and her doing... unmentionable, unspeakable things.

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Okay, so this is a one shot with no future installments (a first) and (drum roll please) my first mm romance. I really hope you guys like this since I plan to have a LOT more mm romances, because I mean seriously the only thing better than one hot hunky guy are two hot hunky guys getting it on. So please point out anything I got wrong, or things you'd like improved. Edited by the fabulous AdriannaBelen, beta read by Nikki E. Comment and rate.

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For as long as I can remember, my best friend has always been this guy named Brian. Brian has always been the fastest guy at everything we did. So much so, that in order to keep up with him you had to chase him. After a while, that's what we all started to call him. Chase and I did every thing together, even if I had him by two years. Over the years, our family's got close as we got closer. By the time we got to high school, we were calling each other's mother mom.

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Please read Stories 1-3. Please comment on the story not the grammar I am telling my story for fun not an English exam. This is what actually happened those years ago. I like to start my stories with a brief recount of my previous stories.

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It wasn't auspicious for a relationship; he wasn't quite...right. Not that there was anything wrong with him per se, because there wasn't. We had met online through one of those dating apps; he was sweet and funny and intelligent. Normally he would have been perfect, but I needed something...more.

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I was walking around the pond by my house. The sun was shining and it was a very hot day. As I came over the bridge I noticed my school's soccer team was practicing at the soccer fields. There were about 25 of them , all hot and sweaty. But I only cared about one of them. Jason Little was running across the field to get a drink of water as I sat down on one of the metal bleachers. I pretended to text one of my friends but I was really eyeing his perfectly rounded ass.

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