YOURS ONLY ~ MxM

Some of my chapters got deleted with a new update, so I had to reconstruct a large portion of my story.

Whew … I think I’ve got it back now. And sorry 🩷

This is the love story of a sexually desired man on a quest to move on from his lover, only to get sidetracked along the way.

Finding love and trust and complete surrender, in places he never imagined he’d be able to become a part of.

Contains explicit MxM and MMF sex scenes.

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A bisexual love story about Julian Harcourt, wealthy and arrogant at times, who is a sexually desirable, hot and gorgeous man. Women salivate over his wealth and his desirable, well dressed body.

Julian is between lovers, and at a crossroads in his life. Serena, the woman he truly loved and desired to have in his bed, has moved on, forcing Julian to do the same.

His friends coax him into getting back into the relationship game by dating other women. He takes their advice but ends up finding love in all the wrong places, after getting sidetracked multiple times along the way.

He finally finds his real destiny; a real kind of love, which he could never have imagined for himself.

Contains explicit MxM and MMF sex scenes. My story is for Adult 18+ readers only. It contains explicit language, references and sexual scenes.

It contains threesome relationships, MMF, MM and MF scenarios. Consider yourself warned ahead of time. It this isn’t your thing, kindly skip it.

It’s just a story out of my imagination and I hope I can do it justice. This is a story in progress. Hope you enjoy reading it….. More stories to follow

CHAPTER 1 ~ 💋❤️😍

Julian Harcourt rolled his masculine body over, stretching out his tanned and toned body, as he opened his eyes to a new day.

He reluctantly decided he’d better get up and begin another mundane day..

Swinging his legs over his king sized bed, he pulled up a pair of sweat pants over his naked frame.

He inhaled the rich coffee aroma emanating from his kitchen. It was beckoning him to come and have something to eat.

He silently thanked his personal assistant, for her recommendation to purchase a preset automatic coffee maker, allowing him to sleep in for that extra few minutes.

He brushed his teeth, he washed his face, a shower would have to wait.

He sauntered into his kitchen, sweat pants hanging half way off his ass, but he didn’t even notice.

He felt loose and carefree. It was quite a sight to see.

As he pours himself a cup of the comforting brew, he sips it as he makes his breakfast.

His hearty breakfast is an omelette filled with three organic eggs, freshly steamed leftover broccoli, and organic cheddar cheese, Himalayan salt and freshly ground black pepper….

and the freshly brewed, organic Columbian coffee.

As he eats his freshly prepared breakfast, he readjusts himself, attempting to get comfortable in his chair. His morning wood is calling him names.

The chair shuffling doesn’t serve to ease his erection.

His large hand cupped his bulge, as if that were going to tame it.

The hard-on between his thighs is pulsing, very clear in its demands.

But physical relief will have to wait. Just a bit longer.

Julian Harcourt is a sexually desirable, hot and gorgeous man. Women want him in their bed at any cost.

Even if they get played by this man, then thrown out of his bed after the dirty deed has been accomplished.

They’ve been sexually taken away to a place where only the luckiest of women could have access to.

They have been fucked into oblivion by the scintillating Julian Harcourt.

They’ve been in a blissful relationship, albeit a short one, with a beautiful and virile man.

It doesn’t hurt that Julian Harcourt is a wealthy man.

It is his wealth, in fact, that has sultry, desirable women clamoring for him, and for his reputation between the sheets.

People talk. They kiss and tell. The word gets around.

Julian Harcourt is the man to fuck …….A tempestuous, memorable fuck awaits between the sheets, while laying in a bed of satin and rose petals.

He treats his women lavishly, showering them with expensive gifts.

Sexy daring lingerie, to wear during their lust filled tryst.

A quick weekend getaway to his private island for lascivious undertakings.

Expensive, barely there lingerie, that he can peel off at his leisure.

Gold jewelry to be worn for him only, on an otherwise naked body.

An elegant gown to showcase her attributes, as she walks into a party on his arm. A gown that demands attention from the eyes of every testosterone filled male, directing them to the body that’s wearing it.

A gown that commands every man who’s looking, to undress her with his eyes.

A gown he will remove later that night, before sexually penetrating his enormous manhood into his lover of the moment.

Julian Harcourt was that man.

🌹 Serena Desidarian 🌹

Julian’s recently become smitten by his lover Serena, she’s sultry, gorgeous, sexually attractive, and appealing to his eye.

Up until he’d discovered that a beauty named Serena Desidarian even existed, Julian had played the field.

Always looking for the affections of a new and sexually desirable woman to toy with.

Some days he wasn’t even sure of what he was looking for.

He’d met his lovely lady at her cousin Arinze’s elaborate University graduation party.

A colleague had brought him to the party as his plus one.

Arinze was valedictorian of his Senior class, having had multiple honors bestowed upon him. Hence such an elegant and well thought out party for two hundred people.

He’d be going on to Graduate School, continuing on his journey to a career in Business Administration and Marketing. Planning to eventually take his father’s place as CEO of a national construction company.

Julian was currently between women, so why not?

He and his friend walked around the room, finally sitting at a table, talking about mundane work issues.

Julian was clearly bored, so he began perusing the room, to see if he knew anyone else who was there.

His eyes had locked on Serena from across the room. She was gorgeous, sultry, her fingers encircling her champagne flute so elegantly.

Her silken dress fell across her body flawlessly, fluidly, hugging her perfectly and sexually attractive body, as if it had been designed just for her.

Julian was intrigued by her sensual appearance. And her smoking hot beauty.

Her face was more than just pretty; her lips were pouty in a very subtle way, and her curly hair fell across her shoulders, hiding some of the bare skin the dress was showcasing.

It was a dress to behold; it was low cut in front, and nearly backless.

Her breasts and nipples poked out through the fabric. Her well toned ass appeared to be luxuriously caressed by the silken fabric.

The elegant yet subtle dress left little to the imagination.

He watched her animated laughing, as she made direct eye contact to those she was conversing with.

The way her body moved with every breath she took.

The way her eyes sparkled when she laughed at someone’s joke.

Julian was intrigued.

Serena’s eyes finally met Julian’s. They locked in a mesmerizing stare.

He started to walk across the room.

She’d noticed him too, and decided she liked what she saw from a distance. She would let this new man come to her.

She let Julian make the introduction.

“Hello, I’m Julian.”

“Nice to meet you, Julian. I’m Serena.”

He asked her to dance.

“I’d love to.”

He clasped his fingers into hers; his free arm encircling her tiny waist.

Her body moved so gracefully, so close to his.

Julian’s heat was rising. His heart was pounding. His cock was already straining in his trousers.

He didn’t even know this woman, yet his emotions were running wild.

He held her closer. Tightly.

Feeling her breasts brushing against his chest.

He assumed it wasn’t on purpose, but he decided to enjoy her unexpected caresses against his willing body, since she was offering herself to him on a silver platter.

Serena’s fingertips brushed against Julian’s muscular back in return.

Julian held back from his impetuous desire to kiss her mouth right on the dance floor.

To probe through that luscious mouth, exploring it sensuously with his already moistened tongue.

To kiss her neck.

To kiss her bare shoulders.

To wander down and into the maze of breasts and nipples that had already teased his senses.

The attraction was a mutual one.

Serena could feel his hardness pressing into her, ever so subtly.

Her mind wandered, envisioning what sexual penetration from such a well endowed masterpiece would feel like.

She wanted to know. She already knew from her past lovers.

She wanted to know what Julian Harcourt would feel like.

Her muted voice sighed into a low, almost guttural, sound of genuine approval.

By now, Julian’s plus one colleague had moved on to a woman of his own, who appeared to be as attracted to him as he was enamored of her.

Julian chuckled under his breath about his friend’s good fortune. It appeared that both of them were going to have very fruitful nights.

Julian and Serena spent the rest of the evening together.

Attempting to find the perfect time and place to become sexually intimate.

Of course they had just met each other, and had only danced and made small talk, with softly spoken touches, but they both desired to have the same thing.

Sometimes that’s what happens when you meet that special person.

The one who speaks to your libido. Loudly and clearly. The person you want to desperately fuck.

Who wants desperately to fuck you in return.

They both desired to become sexually intimate with one another.….

A mutual attraction

Sexual in nature

Full of wonder

Full of lust

When you know, you know.

You both want it. As soon as possible.

So why wait?

“What do you say if we get out of here, Serena?”

“I say ‘yes’ and I thought you’d never ask!”

“My penthouse suite, then?”

Julian’s cock was aroused and ready for pleasure.

“Lead the way, Julian.”

Julian and Serena entered his penthouse suite with lips of passion locked tightly in a French embrace.

The sexual tension between them was palpable.

“Let’s have a drink together, Serena.”

“I’m sorry, what, Julian?”

Serena was ready for sex. For a night filled with pleasures. With Julian Harcourt.

What the hell was he talking about? A drink?

He wasn’t quite sure why he didn’t just head into his sumptuous bedroom and toss his soon to be lover into his king sized bed.

But Serena was a special lady. He wanted to make love to her, to fuck her, and to have her all to himself.

But first things first. He wanted to savor the luscious woman who had joined him on the sofa for a drink.

He wanted to touch, he wanted to feel, he wanted to explore.

💋 The night 🍆 was still young. 💋

Julian’s lips brushed hers ever so teasingly, as his hands began exploring her receptive body.

After all, that’s what she was here for, wasn’t it? That’s the reason he was there with her.

Serena’s voice hummed at his touch. She directed her own fingers to embrace the masculine curvature of her future lover.

His eyes explored the pleasing maze of her body through the clingy dress. His hands and fingers were officially on a mission.

It felt so soft, so sensual, to caress her body against the silk fabric, to touch her body with his hands. In anticipation of the moment when their bodies would meet, skin on skin.

It made him even more desperate to take the dress off.

He slid his fingers through her open dress, and titillated her bare skin.

Her response was breathless as she began unbuttoning him.

Serena dropped his dress shirt to the floor. Caressing his bare chest.

Sucking his protruding nipples into her moistened mouth. Pinching them between her fingers. Nipping them with her teeth.

She unbuckled the leather belt, that held up the trousers, that encased his manly treasures. She slid the trousers down as her eyes met his.

Her fingers traced the multitude of inches beneath the black silk boxers.

He began sliding the dress off her lithe figure, revealing only a satin thong that caressed her ass and pussy in pure elegance.

His breath hitched as he touched her ass, as his fingers explored the beautiful body that stood before him.

Cupping her succulent ass in his hands, he parted her mounded lips with his slick tongue, giving her a pleasing jolt of satisfaction.

He sucked, he tasted, he buried himself between her long legs, and began to make love to her thickly curled pussy.

He brought her almost to the edge of ecstasy, then left her wanting and needing.

“Julian … No …”.

Julian chuckled. He wanted his lovers salivating over him, over his touch, over his sex-oozing body.

Serena was no different.

“Do you want my cock, Serena?”

“Or do you want me?”

“Both. Please … Now.”

“Good answer.”

“And good girl.”

He took her hand.

Led her into his bedroom.

To his sumptuous bed.

Kissing her profusely as they walked.

He pushed her gently into the cool satin sheets and mounted her twisting with lust body.

Fisting her hair. Deep throating her mouth with his tongue. To see how much she could take. To ready her for his well endowed cock.

Pussy sex would have to wait.

“Suck my dick, Serena. Show me what you’ve got, Serena.”

“Julian… “

”Do it, Serena.”

The luscious beauty did as her lover commanded of her.

She sat up in their bed to face a huge cock, dripping in pre-cum, now directly in her face, Julian’s hand still fisted through her long shiny hair.

Her tempestuous mouth bore down on her eager lover, who hissed and growled at the sensations of lust his manhood was receiving.

“That’s it. Do it. Do it now.”

“Take me into your mouth and suck me dry.”

”Yes, just like that.”

”Suck on my pre-cum, my beautiful lady.”

“Although you don’t look like much of a lady right now.”

Julian was right. Serena looked disheveled and messy, but still a beautiful sight to behold, with his huge cock in her animated mouth.

“Make perfect love to my cock, Serena.”

She must be some kind of talented instructor in the art of giving head to a man.

He pumped into her eager mouth, in and out, back and forth, as she took in all of him.

All of him….

As he finally deposited his copious cream into her pouty mouth, with the remainder spilling profusely across her bare chest….

Finally. Some relief.

“Your tits are all wrapped up in my essence, Serena. You look beautiful all covered up in my cum.”

He kissed her voraciously as he tasted himself on her mouth.

The encounter found them collapsing into their bed, exhausted, but awaiting another sexual burst of energy to match the heat of the night.

Serena was enticingly sexy, and curvy in all the right places.

Very sweet, quite intelligent, very much adventurous in the bedroom.

Very much Julian Harcourt’s type of woman.

Together the two of them were fire and chaos between the sheets.

They quickly became a couple, and they became inseparable.

They stayed blissfully together for what seemed like forever.

Crazy sex has a way of doing that.

Julian had finally found a reason to become celibate with one woman.

His days of one night stands were finally coming to an end.

He believed he could be falling in love.

Finally.

Maybe…

He’d waited a long time to find a true and real love.

True love and incredible sex would be named Serena.

Everything a man could desire in his wildest dreams and desires.

She fulfilled them all.

I’m all yours, Julian.

I’m waiting for you. For your touch. For your cock. For your mouth.

I’m right here, Julian.

Come and get me…..

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JULIAN’S POV 💋🍆🌶️

My whole body still aches for my Serena.

I still want her touch, her love, her kindness for others, her sexual commitment to only me.

But she has moved on. To another man. Another well endowed man, no doubt.

Where did we go wrong? I’d really like to know.

Serena likes her sexual escapades.

She calls them sexcapades.

She likes them down and dirty sometimes. I should know. Firsthand. I loved them, too. All of them….

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My friends have finally dragged me out to a party, mostly against my own better judgement. They keep telling me to stay away from all of this sulking about a past love.

They tell me to get out there. To meet some new and sexy women. To try new things.

To experiment with sex again. That women love to experiment sexually with a man.

They tell me it’s time to move on to someone new. That my drought has been going on for far longer than it should have.

They keep telling me I have a lot to give, a lot to offer to a woman. That I should do it; that I really need to put myself out there.

That it might get me out of the rut I’m stuck in, I tell them that I know they’re right. And it’s tempting.

And I want to…. wake up with a woman in my arms again, in the throes of morning lust.

And wake her up properly to a brand new day.

But my Serena keeps getting in the way of my finding new pleasures of the night.