This is the third installment in the Reunited - 44 Years Later. For the reader to fully understand the tale, it is recommended you read the first two parts. The writer reserves all copyrights to this and the previous submissions. Reunited - 44 Years Later: Power of attorney Part 1 Robert and Patrick did make love that Sunday night. They had made decision...
Marcel, Mathieu, Francois and Louis were close friends. Marcel and Francois were lovers as were Mathieu and Louis. They were all in their early twenties and were very pretty young men. Occasionally they would get together for group sex. They worked together, hung out together and vacationed together. In 1984, the four of them decided to be very adventurous a...
Disclaimer: X-rated; This story, though factual has been slightly modified. It was a long time ago and it needed to be beefed up a bit if you know what I mean. All and any responses welcome. * * * * * It was the summer of my eighteenth year. I lived in a rural area of South Ontario. There was only one other guy my age to hang out with. That was Bernie, a...
Despite my best efforts, thoughts of what I wanted to do to Michael kept clouding my mind. Maybe coming up with that fantasy about him hadn't been the best idea. Instead of clearing my head, now I was wishing even more that it would happen in reality. But the pressure was on with our project and I forced myself to focus on the job at hand. The next four day...
It was Monday morning in Australia and I was looking forward to a productive start to the week. I was up early, I went for a swim and a sauna, bacon and eggs for breakfast and I was settling in to a big day of work. Then I received a Facebook message from an old tennis partner of mine Matt. After high school I played a little bit of tennis and I was teamed...
I couldn't help myself. It started out small; as innocent fun. Not so mall and innocent anymore... My name is Dave and I am a submission addict. Some people are addicted to booze, some to drugs, others to sex. My addiction is loss of control. That's how I ended up here, blind folded and tied face down over an ottoman buck naked in a hotel room... but I'm ge...
Miles sat alone at a table in the canteen nudging his food around the plate. It wasn't like he didn't like the food but he found himself not wanting to eat. Ryan had been really funny with him the last few days, hardly speaking to him. Even when he did speak his comments were sarcastic and in an acidic tone. The more Miles thought about what he could have d...
Like most guys, I think, I have long had a curiosity about what it would be like to try sex with another man. Also, like most guys, I consider myself completely heterosexual and would never have the nerve to actually pursue my curiosities. Often, when I fantasize about sex, it involves another man. Maybe it's because I can and do have sex with women that I...
I was in my mid-twenties and working away from home for the first time, staying in a hotel in London a few nights every week and travelling back up the country to my girlfriend at the weekend. It was hard going, and draining - I didn't really know any of the people I worked with, and there was very little to do outside of work hours. All I could do was go ou...
With additional editing and ideas by The Pecman The fat fuck was all over me, holding me to the bed and running his tongue up and down my torso, his stinking fuckin’ breath choking me every time he came near my face. I tried calling out, but he knew it was coming and slapped a hand over my mouth. “Now you listen good, punk,” he hissed in my ear. “You ma...