But, I’m not sure where to start, so I thought it would be fun to get [...]]]> Hi all… I hope everyone is doing good and ready for some new steamy stories from me. I’ve had a few of you ask me about when I would be blogging again and I’ve decided now is the time

But, I’m not sure where to start, so I thought it would be fun to get a little help from you guys. All you have to do is cast your vote for what you want to read about. you can simply vote on a story topic or you can give me a very specific fantasy to work with, the choice is yours.

Options: During your next phone sex session with me you can let me know what you’d like to read about in one of my upcoming posts.To check my availability for a future session checkout my schedule on this site. Or you can email me or send me an IM with ideas. A future post could even be about you and the sessions we share if you like

So, put your brains and your naughty fantasies to work, pick up the phone, and give me some ideas for future playtime reading…..

you are standing at the gate of a privacy fence; you’re looking into a private back yard. [...]]]> I have a fantasy for my bi boy and cocksucker pets. This is a little tale I wrote that I thought might make for some pretty hot phone sex session content. So, read on and if you like…

you are standing at the gate of a privacy fence; you’re looking into a private back yard. Its a warm, sunny afternoon and as you scan the secluded area you notice a hammock in a corner, in the shade. And in the hammock is a man. He seems to be just laying there in a t-shirt, shorts, knee socks, and running shoes.

As you focus in on him, gently swinging back and forth, you realize he has his cock out and he is lightly stroking it. you watch as his hand slides up and down the length of his longer than average shaft. Maybe every 5th stroke, he let’s his hand slide up over his plump head and he squeezes at the tip, milking pre-cum no doubt. But when he moves his hand from the tip to his lips and licks the pre-cum from his finger, you can stand it no longer.

you slowly, quietly open the gate and walk inside, closing the gate behind yourself. you walk quietly across the yard, intently watching the man stroke his cock. Finally you make it to him and he continues stroking as if he doesn’t even see you. you move so close to him, that his hammock can no longer rock back and forth and is forced to a halt. you reach down and begin stroking him yourself and it isn’t long till you feel that urge. The urge, to suck cock…

Want more? Would you like to play out the rest with me…there next to you, guiding you all the way? call me for more…my devious mind is always at work