Eric was riding very fast hoping no one would notice what he was wearing for a racing jersey. His jersey though colorful, was actually lingerie so light it breathed well and was virtually transparent. He did not plan on stopping so nobody could see he was practically naked. At least while he was in the riding position you could not see his cock and balls. He...
Like so many other guys, I've cruised Craigslist for months and not found what I was looking for. And now that I finally have found a regular fuck buddy, it's not like I'd pictured it at all. I was looking for a versatile, married, bi guy around my age to swap blow jobs with. It would be ideal if he was fit, clean, and hung, like me. What I found is a guy w...
Yorkshire, England, Late Summer, 1890 I felt the sting on my thigh and looked up to see that William had ridden up beside me and struck at me with his riding crop. I turned and twisted in the saddle and when he struck me again it was on the chest. Laughing, I gave my own horse the lash and its head and we were riding over the pastureland of Falconcroft, the...
This is a true account of my first gay experience. I'm 32 years old, 6'3", with an average build. I don't have the chiseled chest nor the beer belly. I exercise a few times a week and take care of my body. People tend to find me attractive as I've been hit on by both women and men in the past. Now, I never thought of myself as gay or bi, but I have been cur...
One Saturday afternoon, I got an IM from a guy who was new on internet hookup sites. He said that he was newly divorced, about my age and a total bottom. We chatted a bit and he told me that even though he'd been fucked in the past, he had an unfulfilled fantasy for a totally anonymous scene where he was on his bed blindfolded and someone came into the room,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The next morning found me sitting on a fluffy pillow at the kitchen table while Kyle prepared breakfast. I was squirming in my seat, trying to take the pressure off of my poor ravaged hole when dad came in one side from the hall and granddad came in the back door after going to th...
I don't know what kept pulling me back to his picture. He wasn't posing naked or near naked as many of the other men on the Internet senior dating service were. But he looked just so attractive to me—and he set my imagination going. Standing against a concrete wall plastered with graffiti in blue lettering, he was wearing a blue denim jacket over a red and b...
"It's a great way to throw your money away; that's what it is." "Well, let's see, Pete. How much have you spent on the site's hookup service, and how many guys have you actually hooked up with?" "I've had some real hot conversations and cybersex with some of them," Pete sniffed. "Purely in cyberspace, right? At, what, a dollar a word?" John answered, with...
(Written for specific fetish request by SA) "The Hamiltons have asked whether you can go to Lexington with Mr. Hamilton for the Dressage at Lexington competitions in July, Santo. You'd be his groom for the three days there, and if you worked out well, you could stay on helping them here at Ash Creek Farms for the rest of the summer before you go back to s...
Chapter 19. In which our hero is taken in hand. Some months of social turmoil have passed since the last chapter in this diary. The mistress of chapter four has made an occasional reappearance to both my delight and disadvantage. Delight to the extent that I find it impossible to decline; such is the overwhelming rapture of the exhilarating sex. And disa...