Ruthless

Act Two

I slide the key card into the door, wait for the green light to flicker on, press the knob down and forward, opening the hotel suite for my entry. I could get use to this life. IMDB had flown me to where he is filming to play acting lover for the last week of his…

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Miss Moxie (Part 2)

Click here for part 1 She fumbles with the button on her jeans, an excited grin plastered to her face with two colors of smudged lipstick bordering her lips emulating a painted clown. What the fuck? Just as she unzips I grab her jeans by the ankles sliding them off with her help. She is…

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Miss Moxie (Part 1)

I need to have her. She is perfect. Everything I want and wanted to be. Cool, short black hair in pigtails, covered in tattoos for as far as the eye could see, and big, mischievous green eyes. I float towards her like a gravitational pull. She is the sun I will revolve around. “Hey.” “Hey.”…

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Champagne Kisses

“I want to make you cum exactly at midnight,” he says as closes the door behind him. “Well, that gives you about fifteen minutes, Champagne.” “Why do you keep calling me that?” Champagne is a hedge fund manager from back in the States. He is conventionally good-looking in a cold sort of way, similar to…

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Cock Roulette (Part Three)

Click here for part one or here for part two. The Lead Singer lives just off the strip in a one-bedroom apartment that overlooks the glowing lights of the city. You couldn’t ask for a more perfect bachelor pad. Girls could leave their cars parked at the bar, get fucked, and be back before the parking attendant…

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Cock Roulette (Part Two)

Click here for part one. This is a serious choice I have to make. On one hand I have the Musician; sexy, familiar, and knew how to please me. On the other is the Bassist of the band who is drop dead gorgeous, intriguing, and probably wants to make me cum more than the boys. Dick verses…

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Cock Roulette (Part One)

“Oh, it’s a ruthless night I see,” the doorman chuckles as I approach. There is always pleasure in being recognized before walking into one of my favorite Los Angeles bars. Any one could be famous, at least infamous, in this small city. The bar is practically empty. Not surprising considering the earliness of the evening.…