It wasn’t just that Josh was a cute, beautiful, sexy man. That helped, sure, but a huge part of what I loved about him was that we shared so many interests, and that he cared about doing more than just the minimum to get through life. He was in band with me (trombones, hell yeah!), played football, and was our set designer/builder for drama. It honestly amazed me all the things he did and spent time on while managing to keep pretty good grades, it amazed me even more that he had any time at all for friends and time for me. Of course, taking a full classload and doing so many electives and after school activities meant we didn’t have a ton of time together, so we had to get creative in finding time to be, ahem, alone.

I’ve mentioned it before, but where I grew up there were a lot of rich people. Combine that with a fairly small community with a single high-school and it’s no small wonder that our school was incredibly well done. To my eyes (that cared oh so little for sports) the crowning jewel was our auditorium- 1,000 seats with balcony, full tech booth, mechanically controlled acoustic walls to adjust for plays or orchestras, it was a stunning amount of money that surely was spent on such a majestic and wonderful space. But the best part of the whole thing was backstage. Read more »

I work at a medical center. A few months ago I walked into a room to look at a young man with a rash. He was younger than me by a bunch of years – late teens/early 20s. I walked into the room and found myself immediately attracted to him. We exchanged small talk and I asked him to show me the rash. He blushed and started to mix up his words. I thought it was because he was surprised to see a woman walk in and found me attractive, which happens . . . a lot, especially with young men. I’m young and take very good care of myself. It turns out he was embarrassed because the rash was on his thighs and penis. I blushed myself. I told him to stand up. He was very tall. I knelt down in front of him and told him to show me. He pulled up his shirt and pushed down his briefs and pants with one motion. His penis bounced out. It was big. When his penis bounced out I saw a string of precum bounce out with it. It almost hit me in the face. It landed on my shirt. We both blushed. I pretended I didn’t notice. He had really nice abs. I found a reason to touch his abs. They really turned me on. So did his penis, even though it had a rash. I had to touch it to look at the shaft. I wanted it. I wanted to grab it and stroke it. I told him to pull up his pants and told him to make another appointment to clear the rash. I also told him not to have sex or touch the rash area. Read more »

What do you do when you upset your Dom when you carelessly and recklessly proclaim to serve another? You attempt to atone in whatever way he sees fit…. Read more »