I can hardly believe this happened to me, it was so freaky. I am a young white guy, 23 years old, and just a regular guy, really. I am only about 5'7" tall, and 145 pounds, so I would be lying if I said I was a lady killer. I wish I had a great looking girlfriend, but with my baby face and my crappy job, I don't think that's going to be happening any time so...
"Are you sure? You don't have to go through with this." But, who was I kidding. Julio's choices had been shut down that first night—the night I'd found him supposedly by chance, but with chance having nothing to do about it. He'd been had even before I approached him at the Noobai Café, the discreet little gay hookup bar in the Restele district of Lisbon, n...
Pussy. That's what he needed. Pussy or a good blowjob, and he would be getting one of the two, or maybe both, within the hour. Jason was six foot two with more muscles than most of the guys in his frat house. Meaning pussy was not a problem. What was a problem though, was clingy bitches the day after. He was pretty good at spotting those girls from far away...
Aidan woke up smiling. He could barely contain his excitement. "Why are you so cheerful?" asked his tutor, Mercedes. "I just have a good feeling," Aidan replied. Around midday, guests started to leave and Aidan got nervous. Maybe Maddox had forgotten him. He prayed that he hadn't been abandoned. After his reading lesson, there wasn't much for him to do....
Adrien sat at the bar, hunched over his drink, his right leg bouncing up and down with nervousness. It had taken him five previous attempts to get here, three drive-pasts (to avoid thinking of himself as an utter coward he'd told himself they were to check out he'd got the right place, right time, right route and to find out where best to park) twice he'd ac...
After my first encounter, with Bob the older man that had caught me skinny dipping previously. I spent many quite hours rethinking what had happened, that day. I was slightly confused about the way I willingly had let Bob do as he wished, and how much I'd enjoyed it. It might seem that I was coerced into complying with his requests. Yes he had hidden my cl...
Our sex tape was surprisingly easy to edit. We had plenty of usable footage, so we mostly just had to decide which angles we liked best. We even cheated a little: we showed some of the same moments from different points of view, which made it look like we'd fucked longer than we actually had. I'd seen that technique used in professional porn, especially for...
Chapter Two – LIVE AT THE FALCON A WORD FROM YOUR AUTHOR: "A warning to those who regularly read these evil, perverted stories. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SHAMELESS HETEROSEXUAL NAUGHTINESS. If such behaviour offends or revolts you, please skip most of the last page. To the rest of you happy degenerates, enjoy!" xx. Sadie THE MORNING AFTER: Rayne needed to sl...
As I heard the other boys coming in, I rushed down to the dining room and was one of the first ones in line for lunch. As one of the councilors filled my plate, I saw Mrs. Nesbitt take a tray of food and a drink down the hall for Mr. Jarvis. Whereas the other councilors always ate with us, Mr. Jarvis nearly always took his lunch alone in his office. I felt...
"Yes, hold just like that, please. You pose well." "As well I should," Philip answered as he put an arm up to lean on the frame of the door out to the balcony. All he was wearing was an opaque dress shirt, unbuttoned and gaping open, which was made even more opaque—luminous even—by the backlighting of the sun beyond the balcony of the eleventh-floor, Darlin...