After writing several stories and having them posted at a website that had a section for erotica I began an exchange of notes and letters with Cal. He had read a number of the stories. We wrote back and forth about story lines and I kept him updated as I finished new stories and submitted them for posting. As we got more comfortable and relaxed in our corres...
This story contains fictional characters of a fictional story. No characters in this story are under the age of 18. No readers under the age of 18. ***** Jezzabell Martinez. Big curves, big hips, big tits, and an even larger mouth. She may have been one of the prettiest gals on campus but look at her wrong and she'll put you on blast faster than your headp...
Story Joey and I were roommates in college for a few years. We got close through the years as we belonged to a men's group which was about personal growth and sharing experiences. So beyond the typical, "we're in school together going through mid-terms, finals, projects, etc.," we got closer than I did with most of my friends in college. I had a break from...
That night around 7, as I was checking out online dating apps but, not finding much of interest in my area other than the typical one word- "hey" or "looking" conversations. It had been a while since I had been with a guy but, I was not desperate by any means. I was just about to give up when, it refreshed and a new one popped up. The tag line said "Trucker"...
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
I was sitting in my dorm room apartment in my second year of college, when a knock came at the door. I opened up to a guy about my age. He had golden hair, a ten-day beard. Sweater, jeans, boots. Solid. “Hi. I’m Justin,” he said. “Hi, Justin.” “Is Jeff here?” “No. He’s not in.” “Oh. I’m in his Physics class.” Jeff was an engineering major in college. “...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is planned as a long series and will contain many different topics. if you are uncomfortable with any type of story, then you may not want to start this story, or you may want to just skip those stories, though some may be mixed in. An example is that in this story there are elements of gay, hetero, and milf. Thanks for your interes...
The slight jerking motion of the boat, as it tugged up against its' mooring lines, awakened me. Wet gray light filtered through the thin nylon curtains which covered the two small portholes in the bow of the boat. It was one of those chilly wet winter mornings that are common along the coast. The not quite double bed-sized bunk, across the front of the cabi...
"Hmmmmmmm" I let out a little moan of satisfaction as his masculine aroma invaded my senses as I let my face came closer to his crotch. "You like that, Tommy?" he asked as he looked down at me with a smile on his face. "You like the smell of my crotch?" "Oh gosh yes Uncle Lucas it smell good." I confessed as I brought my face even closer and inhaled hungri...
I needed a quick break from Matt and the gang to clear the cobwebs. This is a highly fictionalized account of a long-ago glory hole encounter. The only thing true in the story is the Big Gulp cup. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his editing. I hope you enjoy. =============== He looked like a preppie. And this wasn't a place preppies hung out, or at least n...