Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
The clock seemed to take forever to make a move and hit the bell. Finally, after long 45 minutes of torture of Mr. Thompson's lecture I was able to live again. He was my math teacher since I was in 7th grade (now I'm a senior). And his classes weren't funny like Mr. Robins, my biology teacher. To tell the truth, I never paid any attention to any of the biolo...
I couldn't ever think on the lines that I could be without Daniel now. He is everything to me and we have such wonderful times together. I guess Daniel is the guy responsible for really bringing me out and showing me how to appreciate my sexual leaning without fear of retribution or embarrassment. He was the one who told me to accept what I am and no longer...
I work in an office, mainly shuffling paper and answering telephones. Most of my work-colleagues are ignorant of the fact that I'm into cock, rather than pussy. It's not that I keep it secret, I just don't make a big deal of it. I've got internet access at work, but it's monitored so I save my serious porn-surfing until I get home. I settle down in front of...
I (33 years old, slightly overweight but still decently muscular) am hot and sweaty after a fierce workout. I walk into the shower room of the gym. With a towel wrapped around my waist, I see you (an older man) entering the locker room as well. We had several brief conversations in the weight room waiting for several pieces of equipment to become available....
Jim and I were long time friends. Met each other working at summer camp in high school and went to the same local college. Jim was a preppy kind of guy while I was a lot more casual. We had both had long time girl friends and always did our best to flirt with whoever we could. In the past at summer camp and the Friday trips we would play a game similar to th...
As I drove down the road, I thought about the wisdom of what I was doing. I considered the risks, the rewards... The rewards: they always won out in my internal debate. I had a craving for something my wife simply couldn't supply, something always within my reach, yet not quite -- a warm, pulsing cock. I am what you'd consider a "straight" guy, but I had al...
Well, Monday night football is over and the week moves on. Having the house to myself and nothing to do, well what a great time for hot tubing. I worked all day in the yard and sanded some walls for painting. I also went to the store and got some steaks, bourbon and fresh corn. I was set for a great evening. Around 6PM, Larry showed up. He brought a bottle...
With one hand on his belt and the other on the doorknob, I hurriedly gave both hands a little twist. The door opened, and I pulled him in after me. He closed the door behind him. Then I pounced. Before he could react, I pinned him to the door and kissed him, full on the mouth. I thought, "So this is what it's like…" then my train of thought left the statio...
Once again Fred the head gardener at the large old English mansion house coaxed me into his office. As he was my immediate boss I was in the awkward position. If in any way I upset him my job was on the line if indeed I did not keep to his high gardening standards. If that had been the only requirement I could cope well but the other one was a lot more inv...