The following stories will be various fantasies that my girlfriend and I happen to share and enjoy. I probably won’t pay attention to any requests, but by all means feel free to make them. I know some people love to make futile gestures. If you don’t like the content then feel free to hurl all the abuse you want at me, although let’s be honest – nobody is holding a gun to your head and forcing you to read, now are they? That being said, time for me to begin.

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Kellin lay on his bed in a perfectly normal, albeit sparsely decorated, suburban bedroom. Running his hands through his thick, dark brown hair a small smile appeared on his rugged yet plain face. With the exception of his height – a full six feet and three inches when he remembered not to slouch – he had no real distinguishing features. He was mildly overweight but not overly so. One of the things he did have going for him, however, was his voice. Some thought of it as smooth, others rough but one thing that most people were able to agree on was that it was very deep and extremely sexy. Hip-hop music blared from his speakers as he texted his girlfriend Alice. Alice was of Arabic descent, and was known for turning more than her fair share of heads. Her body was arguably comparable to Kim Kardashian – a more than ample booty coupled with a slim waist and larger than average breasts. But the best things about her happened above the neck. Her hair was reminiscent of most shampoo adverts – long, bouncy and incredibly shiny while her face was both angular and the very image of perfection. All things considered she was well out of Kellin’s league but something about his joie d’vivre had attracted her to him almost from the moment she laid eyes on him. The topic of discussion was the previous day’s fun and revelry at a local water park.

As the young couple spent the day hand in hand walking around Wally’s Wet Wonderland on the incredibly rare sunny day Kellin’s temper slowly rose. Far too many males had been staring at his woman as they walked from ride to ride. Something about the male brain seemed to cause most of the masculine patrons to turn their heads when Alice walked by in a tight bikini sporting a body that would cause even Sir Mix-A-Lot to hold his breath and Kellin’s jealousy centre went into overdrive. A large part of him wanted to take her home and lock her in a dungeon where no other male could ever stare at him again but he knew that he was being unreasonable.