Some people even have sexual fantasies of one another. Well I’m going to tell you about how my fantasies came true. My best friends name is Jesus. H...’s the sweetest, funniest, craziest, most caring, most loveable person I’ve ever met, and I’ve loved him since the day we met. I’m the type of person that jokingly flirts with almost everyone, especially my friends, so it was never thought over whenever I’d say something dirty or sexual to him. We always had sleepovers and it was never anything. Please feel free to rate this chapter and to leave or send the author your comments. The author desires to become a better writer, to that end, your comments will help the author correct any weaknesses and reinforce any strengths. Disclaimer: All characters portrayed in this story are fictional and were, to the author’s knowledge, at least 18 years old at the time they engaged in any form of sexual activity mentioned in this story. * * * * * Fifth Challenge Early Thursday morning, while. "Within the minute, Manuel had masturbated and when he directed his glans to the glass he dipped his meatus under the surface of the champagne. He needed too, for the force of his ejaculation was sufficient to splash across the room unless muffled in this way, and his spurts jetted into the wine to stop in frozen immobility by its viscosity, before being decorated with bubbles and floating to mingle with Jay's contribution. Manuel was glistening with sweat after his effort."I always appreciate. I asked to speak to Dee, and he said she’d call back when she was out of the shower.”“He said that?” Diane almost screamed. “The idiot.”“Yeah, a bit of a giveaway. I traced the location of Dee’s phone and spent an hour checking the area. A hotel with a strip club bolted on seemed like an obvious place where a woman might get a job at short notice with an arrogant idiot for a boss. I made a few trips to the club bar for the afternoon show to case the joint, and here we are. I hope you guys don’t.