This story is essentially a true story. You may want to read Part 1 first for background. * The drive home was a blur, I don't remember any of it but mercifully it was only 15 minutes or so. I say mercifully because my throbbing hard on was unrelenting. The image of Jim's enormous cock, it's overwhelming girth in my mouth had me achingly erect the entire d...
The personal ad I wrote while stoned and horny: I'm looking for someone with a bit of a kinky streak. I'm tall, smart, funny -- you be that too. Here's what I like: (attached picture from the waist down of what I like -- a woman with a booty wearing black lacy panties) *** I posted the ad, not expecting much -- this site was a sausagefest, perhaps ten me...
"Madame Liat, the new boarder is here." Deke's voice echoed up the winding staircase. My houseman, he had a unique way of shouting without his voice growing shrill or allowing a demanding tone slip unto it. The heart-shaped face in the mirror was creamy and smooth. Pale jade eyes vanished and reappeared behind long dark lashes. Beneath a retroussé nose,...
Adam sleepily opened his eyes to the soft morning sun. Right in front of him, her eyes closed, her breath soft and regular was Kay Leigh, his girlfriend. Smiling to himself, he thought back to what they had got up to last night. Just the thought of it was getting him hard again, and he reached across and caressed her bare arm, carelessly draped over the quil...
"Hey, Paddy!" bellowed the pot-bellied bartender in the Santa hat, to the mid-50s gentleman who walked into MNM's, as if Norm had just walked into Cheers. "Hi Jimmy," replied the tall, slender man, as he passed through the crowd of 20-somethings at the tables, taking his regular stool at the bar, just as Jimmy was setting down a pint of Guinness and two sho...
I did not mean to hit accept. That was the thought that kept running through my head. It had been a bizarre chain of events that I could probably never recreate even if I tried a hundred times. They couldn't hold me to that, could they? I didn't mind getting fucked by Steve, in fact, I enjoyed it and wanted to do it more often. My problem was giving him a b...
It took Connor a minute to realize the car wasn't moving. "Where do you live?" Mr. Meyer's voice startled him. Connor turned his head and met his teacher face-to-face. He stared at his blue eyes for a second, before quickly averting his gaze down to his own shoes. "Wisteria Lane," Connor managed to mutter. He looked at the floor of Mr. Meyer's car, and w...
The morning after his first time getting and giving a blowjob with another man was sort of disappointing, but not for the reasons he expected. Ben woke up alone. He got up and showered, dressed in his clothes from the night before, expecting to see Dean when he was finished, but the apartment was empty. He'd thought that he'd feel weird about everything in...
After years of being physically active, I suppose it was inevitable that I'd eventually screw something up. Now in my early forties, the decision to go head-to-head with a bunch of twenty-somethings on the basketball court may not have been the best decision. After straining the muscles and tendons in my left shoulder pretty badly, I spent several weeks with...
First entry in an exploration of father-son sex. Contains: consenting gay sex between a teenage son and his father. +++ "Calvin!" his mother was accustomed to shouting up the staircase. "I'm about to put a load in the wash. Can you get your father's laundry." "Yeah, and I was about to take my pants off and shoot a load." This was something I wasn't goi...