Triggers! (Part II)

Another “lovely” trigger from Minx: When I arrived home last night, I dropped my things on the counter and went to my comfy seat in the living room to watch some DVDs while waiting for Mandy. The moment my butt hit the leather, my jeans (which are normally pretty baggy) suddenly tightened around my legs and crotch, and turned into black leather. Worse yet, some kind of invisible force started rubbing me at the crotch area, and I “grew” rather impressively. Enough so that, in fact, my pants couldn’t “contain” me, and Mr. Jaycee Junior poked his turgid head above my belt. Continue reading “Triggers! (Part II)”

I Made a Boo-Boo

This morning, while I was in the bathroom making myself pretty for the day, Minx flew up to my face, beaming with joy. “Look!” she shouted, posing sexily in front of my nose. She took a deep breath, waiting for my answer. “Um… ah…” I wasn’t sure what she wanted me to say. “I don’t… know… No, you don’t look fat in that outfit?” Continue reading “I Made a Boo-Boo”

Revelations

So now, Brooke knows about faeries. She took it pretty well, in fact. I guess when you go from warlock to talking about faeries, there’s not much of a step left to take. So I introduced her to Minx, who was a little shy at first. Then, when I explained Minx was the one responsible for the handshake orgasm, she started beaming. “That was me!” she exclaimed with pride. She also looked at Brooke with curiosity. “You’re very pretty. With boobs like that, I bet you have sex all the time, right?” Continue reading “Revelations”

I’ve Got MorganMail!

Thought you’d all like to know: Morgan is alive and well. And just as hot and sexy as I was led to believe. I don’t want to share anything she’s sent me, but I’ve made sure she would work hard to get my attention. I mean, Jaycee’s. Not that it matters, not to her anyway. To her, I’m the sweet and shy and unassuming hunk that Jaycee is, has always been, and probably always will be. (That “unassuming hunk” description… Why is it familiar? Did someone ever describe me like this? I think it’s quite fitting.) Continue reading “I’ve Got MorganMail!”

The Puzzle Completed

Sorry for cutting it short yesterday. Convinced Mandy to go see Killer Elite. It’s not her type of movie, so she was doing it to be nice to me. Thus, it was my duty to at least make sure we were on time. Anyway, after talking to Meghan, I think I’ve figured out what’s been going on:
  • Last year, she thought I was cheating on her with Zuri (crazy, but hey, that’s what she thought)
  • In retaliation, she flirted with Brooke, who didn’t need much flirting to sleep with her
  • When I found out, Brooke cut all ties with her. She kept trying to be in touch, but he ignored her
  • After he got turned into a woman, Brooke finally relented and made contact with her
  • This “contact” was done anonymously (sorta). “He” introduced himself as Bria, male Brooke’s imaginary cousin (to explain the resemblance in clothing styles)
  • Apparently, under this “Bria” identity, Brooke told Meghan that she was Brooke’s best wingman (a partner who helps a guy pick up chicks)
  • Meghan and “Bria” got to know each other. Eventually, they slept together, and it sounds like they saw stars!
  • They’ve been “together” ever since. Which means Bria/Brooke is leading a double-relationship: one with Roseanne, and one with Meghan.
So the more things change, the more they stay the same. Brooke is still chasing tail. And this time, as a girl, she’s probably more devastating than ever (which girl would REALLY have her guard up against another chick?). And if she’s dating two girls, there’s no reason to believe he’s not dating even MORE than that. Mandy (with whom I shared all this) naturally agrees with me. Guess I’m overdue for a little chat with Brooke. –Jaycee

Meeting Meghan

I guess it was just a matter of time before Meghan and I ran into each other. I’m a regular at Coffeehaus, and so is she. The only reason why I don’t think she’s seen me before is because I’m on the mezzanine while she stays at ground level, near the entrance. That, and the fact that I come in before she does. But finally, this morning, we bumped into each other. Last time we “talked,” she was experiencing hot, spontaneous and very public orgasms (remember?). We never really met after that (and I’m NOT complaining). This morning, though, I was a little late leaving my place. (Not that it’s any of your business, but Mandy’s “sex-hand-gun” still works, as does mine!). I often drop by Coffeehaus to get my morning java, but I usually do that much earlier than 8:00 AM. Not this morning, though. As I lined up in the queue, I kept doing some work on my iPad and listened to some music. I didn’t notice the girl that queued in right after me. Yeah, HER. Continue reading “Meeting Meghan”

My Hand is an Orgazmic Ray Gun!

Earlier this week, after someone sent me a link to a video clip of the movie Orgazmo, I remembered this was one of the “mystery DVDs” I received a few months back. I’d stored those away from view to avoid misuse, but upon seeing the clip (and after Minx’s little gift on Sunday/Monday), I thought it might be an opportunity to have some fun. For those who haven’t seen the movie, it’s about this Mormon guy who stars in bad porn movies, but then gets equipped with a techno arm attachment that shoots orgasmic rays. One shot sends you to the moon. Multiple shots? Well, you see stars. Continue reading “My Hand is an Orgazmic Ray Gun!”

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