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Finally Published my New Novelette!
Excerpt from Upcoming Novelette "Strange Love"
I'm hoping to release this weekend, but this has become so much longer than I anticipated. It's a special story to me, because it's based on a true story (it's semi-autobiographical) and it really deals with the first time I felt anything even remotely like romantic love in my life... and including myself, it was between three people. If you can forgive the lack of proofreading, feel free to preview my upcoming novelette, the working title of which is "Strange Love or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying, and Enjoy Being Bisexual."
Honest criticism welcome!
We ended up in the bedroom, Greg and I taking opposite sides of Alice, laying upon a twin-sized mattress on the floor. Alice was in total control of the situation, and wanted to check the fantasy of a two-man body rub off her bucket list. She took off her top, and then her bra, then laid back with her elbows propping her half-upright. “I don’t want to be the only naked one,” she grinned. “You boys get naked, and we’ll get to the next part."
We stood up and scrambled to strip our clothes off, haphazardly and clumsily pulling off our shoes, socks, tops and bottoms. I was in blue boxers, Greg was still in his black briefs. Alice got on her knees and scooted towards us. In one quick movement, she stripped off Greg’s briefs. His cock, already straining to escape the confines of his underwear, sprang up and slapped his belly button.
She turned her attention to me, and for the first time ever I felt the fingers of a girl in the waistband of my boxers. I had waited for this moment my entire life: a beautiful topless girl on her knees, looking up at me; a glazed-over expression of lust on her face. “Are you ready?” she asked. “Because I feel like it’s about time I finally saw this in real life, and not just under a blanket.” She gave me a wink.
My brain had been overloaded with lust, and I just blankly nodded at her as she slowly slid my boxers off. I listened to my heartbeat as a moment passed, and then another, with her staring at my erection. It was pointing at her, moist at the tip. I wondered if she would touch it, or grab it, or suck it. She did none of these things; she just looked at it in wonderment for a brief moment before turning her attention back to her boyfriend.
I stepped out of the boxers around my ankles as Greg and Alice embraced, kissing like they were starving, open-mouthed and desperate. The fell down into the bed together, and then Alice rolled on to her back and started undoing her belt. She slid her pants off, somehow hooking her thumbs into her sock and removing them in the same movement. I was entranced by this vision, this beautiful pale girl in just her lavender panties, her knees together to preserve what little modesty still remained.
The anticipation was palpable, as if all three of us could not wait to cross this last line. She looked at Greg, and then me, and then back to Greg again before the beat was over. Finally, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs, and then kicking them off the bed. She spread her legs, presenting her pink, moist, swollen sex to the two of us. She had a lightly groomed tuft of hair just above her opening.
She smiled, turning her head and staring at the wall, unable to make eye contact with us. She reached down as if no one else was in the room, and started rubbing her fingers up and down between the folds of her lips. Her fingertips made their way up to either side of her clit, where she began rubbing circles around it, before dipping back down and sliding two fingers inside of herself.
“I feel like such a slut,” she beamed, with more positivity than I ever thought I’d hear attached to that sentence. “I can’t believe I’m letting you two watch me fuck myself.” The blush of her cheeks matched the pink glow of her pussy.
Greg was the first to break from our shared trance, probably because he’d seen this before. He opened a large bottle of coconut oil next to the bed and squirted a liberal amount into his free hand before passing me the bottle. I did the same as Alice rolled over in bed, exposing her perfect ass to the two of us.
On either side of her, we began kneading the oil into her shoulders; neither of us really knew how to give a backrub back then, but I think we did a decent (if overly-gently) impression of masseuses. Alice closed her eyes, making closed-mouth moaning sounds to voice her increasing pleasure with the feeling of four hands exploring her backside. I grew bolder, working a hand to the small of her back. I hesitated before going further, looking to Greg to make sure I had his approval to proceed. When he gave me a subtle nod, I worked my hands over one of her cheeks, but then quickly moved down her thigh and down to her calf in fear that I had gone too far.
With that she flipped over, and I might as well have been seeing her naked for the first time, because once again I caught myself forgetting to breathe. We started at her ankles this time, spreading the oil up her legs and over her stomach and up to the underside of her breasts. Greg took the lead this time, massaging one tit to lead me into touching the other. Her skin was so smooth, and her breast was the softest thing I had ever felt. I had always imagined breasts would feel like fat, or have something solid inside like a dick does… it didn’t feel like any of these things, there isn’t a comparison that would do the feeling justice. Feeling Alice’s tit for the first time was a sensation that would stay with me for the rest of my life.
Alice was perfectly relaxed. Her eyes were still closed, her lips just slightly parted, and her body glistening as the light hit the coconut oil. I followed Greg’s lead back down to her legs; Greg grabbed one of her ankles and pulled it towards him to better spread her legs. I did the same, before we both stopped for another generous squirt of oil.
We started working it into her inner calves, working our way up to her inner thighs. Before long we were both massaging that crease where her thighs met her pelvis, and I watched in amazement as her alabaster skin freckled with goose bumps. Once again I looked up at Greg, and he nodded with approval, before I dared to let the pads of my fingers lightly touch her labia. As I gingerly allowed myself to experience the feel of my first vulva, I could swear I saw it bloom for me, inviting me to explore deeper inside.
Pensively, committing every sight, feel and smell of this momentous occasion to memory, I allowed two fingertips to disappear into her dripping slit, stopping at the first knuckle as she did earlier. She moaned in desperation, wordlessly begging for more, as I slid my fingers all the way home. “Oh god,” she said, as I slowly began sliding my fingers in and out of her, as my other hand made its way back up to her breast. I gave her nipple a playful pinch, when her eyelids popped open. She sucked a breath through her teeth, hissing, as her eyes rolled upwards in ecstasy.
Greg bent over and started licking her clit, and she startled me when she cried “Oh god!” again, this time loudly. We spent an eternity like that: my fingers inside of her, his tongue swirling around her hood, and she making intermittent cries of bliss as her pleasure built up and escalated.
Finally, he looked up at me and asked “Do you want to try?”
I tensed up, realizing that there was no way I could fake knowing how to do this. “I have a confession to make,” I said, but I hesitated as I found the courage to say the next sentence out loud. “I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what to do.”
Greg smiled at me. Alice gave a silent chuckle, but I could feel her pussy spasming around my finger still inside of her. “Ethan, when we were kids you told me pussy was tasteless and odorless,” Greg laughed. “I figured out you were full of shit the first time I ever went down on her. Go ahead and try it.”
Relief washed over me, and I was suddenly very aware of how my cock was now throbbing and purple. It was as if I had no feeling anywhere in my body anymore besides the voracious hunger I felt in my loins. I wasn’t afraid anymore, and I lower my lips to her clit and gave her hood a gentle kiss.
Honest criticism welcome!
***
We stood up and scrambled to strip our clothes off, haphazardly and clumsily pulling off our shoes, socks, tops and bottoms. I was in blue boxers, Greg was still in his black briefs. Alice got on her knees and scooted towards us. In one quick movement, she stripped off Greg’s briefs. His cock, already straining to escape the confines of his underwear, sprang up and slapped his belly button.
She turned her attention to me, and for the first time ever I felt the fingers of a girl in the waistband of my boxers. I had waited for this moment my entire life: a beautiful topless girl on her knees, looking up at me; a glazed-over expression of lust on her face. “Are you ready?” she asked. “Because I feel like it’s about time I finally saw this in real life, and not just under a blanket.” She gave me a wink.
My brain had been overloaded with lust, and I just blankly nodded at her as she slowly slid my boxers off. I listened to my heartbeat as a moment passed, and then another, with her staring at my erection. It was pointing at her, moist at the tip. I wondered if she would touch it, or grab it, or suck it. She did none of these things; she just looked at it in wonderment for a brief moment before turning her attention back to her boyfriend.
I stepped out of the boxers around my ankles as Greg and Alice embraced, kissing like they were starving, open-mouthed and desperate. The fell down into the bed together, and then Alice rolled on to her back and started undoing her belt. She slid her pants off, somehow hooking her thumbs into her sock and removing them in the same movement. I was entranced by this vision, this beautiful pale girl in just her lavender panties, her knees together to preserve what little modesty still remained.
The anticipation was palpable, as if all three of us could not wait to cross this last line. She looked at Greg, and then me, and then back to Greg again before the beat was over. Finally, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down her legs, and then kicking them off the bed. She spread her legs, presenting her pink, moist, swollen sex to the two of us. She had a lightly groomed tuft of hair just above her opening.
She smiled, turning her head and staring at the wall, unable to make eye contact with us. She reached down as if no one else was in the room, and started rubbing her fingers up and down between the folds of her lips. Her fingertips made their way up to either side of her clit, where she began rubbing circles around it, before dipping back down and sliding two fingers inside of herself.
“I feel like such a slut,” she beamed, with more positivity than I ever thought I’d hear attached to that sentence. “I can’t believe I’m letting you two watch me fuck myself.” The blush of her cheeks matched the pink glow of her pussy.
Greg was the first to break from our shared trance, probably because he’d seen this before. He opened a large bottle of coconut oil next to the bed and squirted a liberal amount into his free hand before passing me the bottle. I did the same as Alice rolled over in bed, exposing her perfect ass to the two of us.
On either side of her, we began kneading the oil into her shoulders; neither of us really knew how to give a backrub back then, but I think we did a decent (if overly-gently) impression of masseuses. Alice closed her eyes, making closed-mouth moaning sounds to voice her increasing pleasure with the feeling of four hands exploring her backside. I grew bolder, working a hand to the small of her back. I hesitated before going further, looking to Greg to make sure I had his approval to proceed. When he gave me a subtle nod, I worked my hands over one of her cheeks, but then quickly moved down her thigh and down to her calf in fear that I had gone too far.
With that she flipped over, and I might as well have been seeing her naked for the first time, because once again I caught myself forgetting to breathe. We started at her ankles this time, spreading the oil up her legs and over her stomach and up to the underside of her breasts. Greg took the lead this time, massaging one tit to lead me into touching the other. Her skin was so smooth, and her breast was the softest thing I had ever felt. I had always imagined breasts would feel like fat, or have something solid inside like a dick does… it didn’t feel like any of these things, there isn’t a comparison that would do the feeling justice. Feeling Alice’s tit for the first time was a sensation that would stay with me for the rest of my life.
Alice was perfectly relaxed. Her eyes were still closed, her lips just slightly parted, and her body glistening as the light hit the coconut oil. I followed Greg’s lead back down to her legs; Greg grabbed one of her ankles and pulled it towards him to better spread her legs. I did the same, before we both stopped for another generous squirt of oil.
We started working it into her inner calves, working our way up to her inner thighs. Before long we were both massaging that crease where her thighs met her pelvis, and I watched in amazement as her alabaster skin freckled with goose bumps. Once again I looked up at Greg, and he nodded with approval, before I dared to let the pads of my fingers lightly touch her labia. As I gingerly allowed myself to experience the feel of my first vulva, I could swear I saw it bloom for me, inviting me to explore deeper inside.
Pensively, committing every sight, feel and smell of this momentous occasion to memory, I allowed two fingertips to disappear into her dripping slit, stopping at the first knuckle as she did earlier. She moaned in desperation, wordlessly begging for more, as I slid my fingers all the way home. “Oh god,” she said, as I slowly began sliding my fingers in and out of her, as my other hand made its way back up to her breast. I gave her nipple a playful pinch, when her eyelids popped open. She sucked a breath through her teeth, hissing, as her eyes rolled upwards in ecstasy.
Greg bent over and started licking her clit, and she startled me when she cried “Oh god!” again, this time loudly. We spent an eternity like that: my fingers inside of her, his tongue swirling around her hood, and she making intermittent cries of bliss as her pleasure built up and escalated.
Finally, he looked up at me and asked “Do you want to try?”
I tensed up, realizing that there was no way I could fake knowing how to do this. “I have a confession to make,” I said, but I hesitated as I found the courage to say the next sentence out loud. “I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what to do.”
Greg smiled at me. Alice gave a silent chuckle, but I could feel her pussy spasming around my finger still inside of her. “Ethan, when we were kids you told me pussy was tasteless and odorless,” Greg laughed. “I figured out you were full of shit the first time I ever went down on her. Go ahead and try it.”
Relief washed over me, and I was suddenly very aware of how my cock was now throbbing and purple. It was as if I had no feeling anywhere in my body anymore besides the voracious hunger I felt in my loins. I wasn’t afraid anymore, and I lower my lips to her clit and gave her hood a gentle kiss.
***
Like I said, un-proofread, but it's two in the morning and I felt like putting something out there. Keep an eye on my Amazon Author Page for details on the release - I'm hoping to have it out by this weekend!
Community Building
For all you lovers of bisexual, bi-curious, and heteroflexible smut: I'm trying to build a community of like-minded people over at reddit.com/r/flexiblesmut - my goal is to put together a place where we can all share our favorite stories, comics, images and videos of Kinsey-Scale-shaking content with one another.
Come check it out!
In Search of Beta Readers for Strange Love
Hey guys! Yeah, all seven of you who have been dropping by!
I'm looking for a beta reader who would be interested in reviewing the first draft of my upcoming novelette - it's a semi-autobiographical piece about my first MFM relationship in high school. Proofreading isn't necessary (although I could use it and would appreciate it!) - mostly I just want to get someone's honest thoughts on the pacing of it since it's a little more romance/memoir and a little less "smut disguised as romance" (like my last two pieces have been).
If anyone is down, hit me up!
I'm looking for a beta reader who would be interested in reviewing the first draft of my upcoming novelette - it's a semi-autobiographical piece about my first MFM relationship in high school. Proofreading isn't necessary (although I could use it and would appreciate it!) - mostly I just want to get someone's honest thoughts on the pacing of it since it's a little more romance/memoir and a little less "smut disguised as romance" (like my last two pieces have been).
If anyone is down, hit me up!
Excerpt from "Camping with Boys"
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I didn't know what to say, so I didn't say a word. The camp managers were calling Lights Out, so I closed the door behind me. I shut off the lights, but I lit some candles I had brought to read (or masturbate) by. The boys still hadn't moved, and I knew they were wondering what my next move was going to be.
I found the lotion in my duffel bag, and purposely made a show out of massaging it into each of my legs. Then I started rubbing it into my arms before I finally looked at them.
"Boys, it's perfectly natural to experiment. And it's none of my business normally, but right now we're in a really delicate situation. The other counselor's wanted to send you, Bobby, home and the only reason they didn't was because I promised to keep an eye on you. So if you boys want to sneak off to... fool around, go ahead. But make sure I know where you are, so I can come find you if you need to."
The boys swallowed in unison. Bobby nodded his head.
"I'd give you boys some privacy to finish up, but now that it's after Lights Out I can't. But you shouldn't be ashamed if you need to get some relief. I know from experience what the libido of a young man is like."
I turned around and smeared the lotion on my neck and upper torso. I heard the tell-tale sign of sheets rustling begin again, and I smiled to myself. And then I let my towel fall to the floor and exposed my naked backside to them.
I turned my head and asked, "You boys don't mind if I finish lotioning up, do you?"
Finally, Some News
Alright!
So, exciting news #1: I finally made money writing fiction for the first time thanks to you folks (sure it was only three dollars, but the e-mail confirming my deposit is getting framed). That's inspired me to keep on contributing to the Amazon erotic romance community, because you guys have been the best!
Exciting news #2: I am now a moderator over at reddit.com/r/flexiblesmut - come check it out! Smutty stories, videos, and gifs made for the bisexual, the bicurious, the heteroflexible, and the people who love them. If you like my fiction, this should be right up your alley!
Exciting News #3: Hard at work at my next new title, tentatively titled "Stange Love." It's a little more personal than my last two stories, based on the true story of my first long-term MMF relationship. I'm only half way through it, but it's already longer than my last ebook Camping with Boys. Should be out this month.
Thanks again everybody!
So, exciting news #1: I finally made money writing fiction for the first time thanks to you folks (sure it was only three dollars, but the e-mail confirming my deposit is getting framed). That's inspired me to keep on contributing to the Amazon erotic romance community, because you guys have been the best!
Exciting news #2: I am now a moderator over at reddit.com/r/flexiblesmut - come check it out! Smutty stories, videos, and gifs made for the bisexual, the bicurious, the heteroflexible, and the people who love them. If you like my fiction, this should be right up your alley!
Exciting News #3: Hard at work at my next new title, tentatively titled "Stange Love." It's a little more personal than my last two stories, based on the true story of my first long-term MMF relationship. I'm only half way through it, but it's already longer than my last ebook Camping with Boys. Should be out this month.
Thanks again everybody!
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