My head snapped up and my brain spun through its cycles, checking every corner out. It was silent, much too silent. It always was quiet here in my beach house perched on the cliffs, but this was silence. Something was happening. My brain came up blank. I sighed and looked at the blinking cursor on the screen. Another false lead in the search, but I was gett...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft's Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. Just a flash story. ***** Alton Prejean watched as the new 1973 Corvette pulled into the space reserved for Apartment 2C. The car was colored a...
This is a true story of how a military stud let me have him for a night. This was the first and only time I've made it with a straight guy. I'm one who believes all the "straight guys" who get it on with dudes are gay or bi and simply can't deal with it. I don't blame them nor hold a grudge nor judge. I'm just sayin. However, I'm not so sure about my milita...
Being bisexual, I have always been attracted a certain kind of man. A man with an in-shape body, dark hair, always shorter than me, skinny, a cute small ass and a pretty boy face. All of that could peak my interest in men. Although I have never pursued anything anal, I had more fun with men on nights I couldn't pick up a girl, or just felt like being with a...
I had been jittery and conflicted for the entire two weeks since I'd seen that big black topping a guy at a pool party in Bangkok. I had been bottoming for a Swede in a nearby patio lounge when I looked over and saw this monster cock jackhammering in out of the other guy—who clearly was in seventh heaven—and I almost melted on the spot. I was conflict, thoug...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I wake up with soreness all over my body, my memory of last evening's struggle is also a little cloudy. The experience of being manhandled by my own dad is a new one to me, and there's something to it that arouses my half-sleeping brain. Without realizing it, my hand is already gr...
By two, the office was all cleaned up and my graduate teaching assistant, Spiros, was gone, leaving me spent of sexual tension, if only for an hour or two. I had quite an appetite for graduate students. The two o'clock was going to be a chore, however. One of my students had turned in a paper early, which wasn't like him, and when I started to check it over...
Brian had been surprised that he and Ted were friends, as Ted was four years older – four years of difference. Brian was eighteen and still looked like a boy (he didn’t even shave yet!) but Ted was a man and looked like one. A man, to Brian’s distress, that he found himself attracted to. He longed to caress the stubble-covered face, drag his tongue across Te...
Thomas felt Sir Alfred jerk and then roll off to the side onto his back and almost immediately go back to sleep, the deed assured by the sound of his snores. The schedule was promising to be the same today as it had been on the first day sailing out of Southampton toward Alexandria. It wasn't much different from the previous several days that Thomas had been...
I had to turn my eyes away from the penetrating stare of Finn Bergstrum, so I took my first good look at his assistant, Nabil. "Satyr" was the first thought that entered my mind, and I almost was able to imagine two little horns above his ears there. Sharp, swarthy features with that almost sneer of a smile that was close to the edge of presumption and cruel...