It was Monday the 5th of July. I was just passing the Shell station when I called him. He said he'd be there when I got there. I got scared, and thought about turning around, but realized that it would be the end. I wouldn't be able to call him again if I did. I kept going. He wasn't there when I arrived. I parked carefully, as I had the wife's car. I wait...
His bedroom was in the basement. I recognized it from the views I'd seen on his web cam. A double bed occupied most of the space. A long desk littered with computer equipment, electronics, magazines and assorted office paraphernalia ran along the outside wall paralleling the bed. The space between the bed and the desk was just wide enough to accommodate a...
This is my first time trying to write.. All feedback will be appreciated.. This story is fiction but it is about a fantasy of mine.. something I truly want played out in real life.. We met on a singles site. Bi-curious MWM iso Bi MWM to be my first. You responded and we emailed for a while, then took it to chat and exchanged pics. We seemed like old frie...
You have stood at the window behind the curtain as I've fucked you, one hand on your belly as you suck on my thumb, stifling your moans and cries . The few diners left below are oblivious of what is happening just above their heads. You are unobserved now but want to be seen, not by the diners perhaps but you are wanton in your need at this moment and I wo...
I was simply enjoying Jason to the limit of our boundaries. We had known and discovered enough about each other to know our idiosyncrasies, and we both respected each other's diversities realizing that we don't both enjoy the same things. One has to adapt to maintain an ongoing relationship and sometimes, something you may not think is a turn -on and vice v...
Those were days spent on an overdrive of testosterone kick. Long summer afternoons, gazing at my naked torso in front of the mirror, stroking my matted bush, rubbing my cock, getting turned on by new sensations, getting rock hard while walking through the men's underwear section, marveling at my curly pubic hair strands wrapped around my warm erection-every...
It had been three days since my neighbor had his way with me for the third time, this time against the wall. I had kept my head down and tried to avoid even looking at his house. But I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel a twinge of emptiness, with nothing in my asshole. I had considered my options, but quickly dismissed them. I didn't want to try to...
Saturday I slept most of the day recovering from my night with Bandit. My throat was raw from all the deep throating I had done. I got out of bed and grabbed a beer to cool my throat. It felt really good as the cold beer slid down my throat. I checked my stash and saw the ½ a kilo, the deering, and the spoon as well as my weed and rolling papers. I smiled....
Revised version copyright 2014 by the author. * The cab of the big rig is huge and cool. I smell leather, diesel fuel, and cigarette smoke. The place hums with the vibration of the idling engine. I turn to the trucker sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes frank with lust. One rough hand rests on his denim-clad thigh, the thumb moving back and forth over...
It's Saturday night. I'm at a gay nudist party. Technically, the group isn't a sex club. If a guy just wants to hang out with other naked guys, he can do that. But, at most parties, there's a room with gay sex videos playing and live men playing with each other—hand jobs, blow jobs, butt fucking, whatever. I'm standing near the video room's back wall, idly...