last sentence chapter 21-- "then we'll take a break for a beer" Satisfied and relaxed, the beer tastes great. Fred and I are sitting on the couch watching Bud in the chair slowly stroking his cock. He milks it three, four times and pinches off the pre-cum. Licking his fingers he says, "Tastes almost as good as you two's pre-cum. Anyone want a taste?" Fre...
I first saw him in the main exercise area among the free weights. He must have been nineteen or twenty, slender build, handsome and not too muscular, though it was clear that he was working on that. I didn't think about him again, though he could easily have registered passing attention from anyone. At forty-three, I did try to stay in shape, and over time...
The storm had been the most terrifying experience in your life, and you had been convinced it would be the last. Your boat had been capsized in the complete darkness of the early morning hours. You wake up completely disoriented. The last thing you remember is being thrown around in the waves, the storm roaring around you. It takes a few moments for you to r...
I was in my final year of university studies. I was 21 at the time, 6 ft 1 tall, slim, and sexually pretty inexperienced. I'd had one girlfriend and we'd had sex a few times but the relationship didn't last. Despite my inexperience, I was horny, as I guess all lads that age are. Masturbation was an outlet I really engaged with. I also loved being naked, but...
Eleonor was in the shower, so I put her phone on the bed where it was and distanced myself. "Honey," I said aloud. "You just received a text." She burst out of the bathroom without even finishing, looking at me and the phone, smiling. She took the phone, but she was already calm by that moment, maybe because of the distance. Anyway, I was in a state of di...
It was my first year at the university. I was a shy kid. I liked to read, didn't like sports and was sort of chubby. I pretty much kept to myself in my dorm. I stayed out of the way and tried my best to be invisible. I was from a small town and my folks were middle class working people. I was a good boy growing up, never got into serious trouble, I got good...
John and I cleaned up after he fucked my face in his parents' shower. Once again, we switched to friend mode talking about our girlfriends, complaining about our customers and discussing sports. We got dressed and ordered a pizza. We watched some TV while waiting for it. Neither one of use mentioned what had just happened. About 30 minutes later there was...
The next morning my ass, understandably, felt like it was on fire and I knew I had to give it at least a few days to calm down, which I did. The nearly nonstop sex I had recently enjoyed provided me with excellent visual images and the masturbation sessions were amazing. But taking on a cock anally at this point was unthinkable; my body was not used to it an...
So there I was, leadfooting it back to town to meet a pal, when the car began to act peculiar in the middle of the Patullo Bridge, hesitating, slowing, picking up speed, then losing it. Looking in the rear view mirror, I see a guy in a battered pick-up truck right on my ass and looking, I thought, pretty irritated. Across the bridge and about a mile further...
The following story is completely true, but obviously, the names are changed. I have done my best to write it accurately and do the events justice. Even though I obviously cannot remember exactly what people said when, I have tried hard to make the dialogue in the story as close to what was actually said as possible. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy! When I w...