On the doorstep were red roses, a good dozen of them tied inside a cellophane cone with small hearts on it. Michael had thought he'd heard a knock, which was why he had opened the door. But now that he looked about, he couldn't see anything except a small white van disappearing around the corner, and he looked back at the roses. His heart skipped a few beat...
It was 8:30 in the morning. The wife had left for work over an hour ago and I had been lying on the couch naked and watching some hardcore porn for a good 15 minutes. "I love Tuesdays." I thought as I stroked my hard cock. As I laid there watching this Adonis' prick disappearing down a willing throat I heard a knock at the front door. I grabbed a pair of...
To start with, I will tell you I am straight. I have a steady girlfriend. I have been having sex with her everyday since years. She satisfies me pretty well. We experiment a lot, with positions and new things. This incident took place last year when I had gone out to a neighboring state for some interview. I had booked a room in a hotel near the railway sta...
Morning came for Jeff Hunter, the usual erection made impossible by the CB6000 firmly fastened to his dick and balls. He recalled last night's session with his young Master and realized how totally controlled his sexuality had become. His torment of feeling that 12-inch dildo deep inside him only spurred on his desire for release of his tormented testicles....
The locker room was always the most difficult part of practice—yet it always excited me. And watching Nico was always especially difficult. Oftentimes I couldn't even bear to watch him undress for fear that I would pop a boner right in the middle of the room. He was my age, eighteen, tall and lean and chiseled, with his Italian skin nice and tanned from the...
Frank was quite a rugged man in his late 50s, about 5.9", by no means handsome, but quite well dressed, and as I would later discover, a real gentleman in every way. I first saw him in a rather busy cottage one evening when he stood beside me. I had just clicked with another man and was ready to leave for somewhere quiet, looking down I noticed that he was...
When I left the school that day I was a little confused. For those who aren’t sure of what I’m talking about, I had sex with two of my teachers. Anyway, the problem is, I don’t know how, but one day, Robins call me. “How the hell did he get my phone number?” I thought. “Dave, it’s me.” “Hi, Mr. Robins.” “Please, call me Mark.” ‘Till then it was fine...
I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
This is the story of a good friend of mine - let's call him Jeff. He really only told me this story, so you're lucky that I'm even going to tell you. Ok, so a little background on Jeff: he's pretty much the straightest guy you can imagine, he always has a date with some beautiful chick, he has pictures of chicks all over his house, and of course, he's had s...
This is a true story. I was in Gran Canaria for the first time and open to new experiences. It was also the first time I had gone on a beach/hotel kind of holiday on my own. I wasn't sure if it would be a bit lonely going without any friends or anything, but I decided "what the hell, you only live once." I had chosen Gran Canaria, knowing that there were...