I'd passed the cop about a mile back. He'd been standing there, arms folded, next to his police regulation Harley in a pull-in at the side of Route 10. Now he'd reappeared in my rear view mirror, getting closer by the second. Every now and then, the sunlight caught on his dark glasses and dazzled me. He followed for a couple of miles while I kept an eye on t...
The bar was reassuring warm after the cold night. I shook the rain of my jacket and ordered a cold beer. It had been a long day, or more like a long week. I'd been working the weekend shift and had been doing 14 hours a day for eight days now. My mind and body ached and the only thing that I was thinking was my much needed days off. The beer was good and...
It had been raining off and on all day, making the long drive home that much longer. So what should have been a 12 hour drive was now 14 hours. I was halfway across Indiana planning on arriving in the Poconos by midnight. It was now almost 7:30 and the rain was not slowing down one bit, which made the traffic situation worse as well, so I pulled off near Elk...
Most of the time I'm dressed as a girl. I am a crossdresser. I only every wear girls clothes even when I appear to be a guy. A black t-shirt and jeans looks male even if the label says size 14 or has a designer name. I normally like relationships with other girls like me. However, I do like sex with men. I call it 'Afternoon Delight'. No commitment, no strin...
NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. This story takes place in a student's senior year of high school. WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! ====================================== Over the next month, I learned a lot about how to be a prop...
12 I have just finished in the shower and am coming out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist when the door opens, revealing none other than Jonathan. "What the hell is going on in here?" the vampire snarls. His eyes dart from Travis—who is lying on the bed, lounging in his underwear—to me, then back again. Nostrils flaring, he growls, "It stin...
After telling me that there was much more he wanted to do with me, Mr. Hawkins helped me off the floor of the shower stall and up to my feet. I could still taste the salty load of cum he had just sent down my throat. Our eyes locked once again in intense passion, and I tilted my head in expectation of another kiss. Instead, Mr. Hawkins pulled back from me....
Glory holes seem to be a man's game - straight, bi, or gay. The first pictures I saw of the concept were B&W, from the 80s, published in Der Spiegel in the early 90s. Till then, the glory hole idea was not really clear, nor particularly erotic. The Spiegel picture showed a man pressed against a wall with holes, and it is pretty obvious his hard cock is being...
This is a submission made to my SIR. HE told me to go and be a whore and then report to HIM. the lower-case letters are intentional. its a boy's way of showing respect to his SIR. i hope you enjoy. i went to a really nice place. 2 floors, lots of rooms. the second floor is the "hotel". larger rooms with private baths. i stayed on the first floor. cheaper an...
Two years after our first kiss under a sea of paper lanterns and tinsel stars, Chance and I danced our first dance as a married couple. In honor of that night, I used similar decorations, just a lot more of them and the decoration budget was considerably higher. But even if the wedding wasn't being professionally photographed for publication (thanks to Nigel...