After drinking Derek's piss in the VIP lounge bathroom, I straightened up and walked out to meet him in the lounge. The place had filled up as Alan must have invited many of the sexier couples into the lounge to play with. I recognized one couple that I used to hang out with before my transformation to a cockslut. Jim and Sarah were neighbors with Kelly and...
The irony still lingers. I was aboard a lemon yellow 707, one of the famous "jelly bean fleet" launched by Braniff Airlines in the 1960s, or more precisely, dreamed up by one the reigning ad agencies of the era, to give their client an edge in aero-hipness. The fleet was so named for the colors Braniff adopted, a palette including lime green, orange, and p...
Note from the author: I'm happy to bring you another chapter of The Fallen! I have so much planned for our pair. Please bare with me! I do have another short story coming soon. Thanks to a fan I'll be starting paranormal short stories of different varieties! Any other comments, suggestions, or requests feel free to message me! Thank you and please enjoy!...
Tom Prescott woke up with a hot mouth wrapped around his stiff cock. It was still dark and he could hear a soft rushing sound in the distance. He guessed it was the wind. It had been five days since Tom had gotten lost in the Rugged Mountains and found his way to Clint Hardwick's camp. Tom had been straight, with a girlfriend, but Clint and some of his lust...
Once dressed the guards led me through a series of corridors, before leaving me in front of a large wooden door. Slowly I opened the door, only to be blinded by the intense sunlight from outside, and stepped through, and back outside. I looked around for a few seconds, unsure of my whereabouts, when I saw a sign pointing towards the town and headed in that...
Dear John, Last year I went through Vanuatu, where I had an interesting liaison with a hotel porter. He was a little camp, but not too overt, and when he showed me to my room he asked if there was anything else I needed. I joked, "Anything?" He told me he got off his shift at twelve and I said feel free to come over (they sleep on the premises). I was still...
As I pulled up to my residence hall, I sighed loudly. I'd been on the highways all morning, driving up from Jacksonville, FL to Atlanta, GA. My young as hadn't ever driven that kind of distance alone by my excitement had kept me motivated. I was moving in by myself since my parents worked two jobs and couldn't take off work. Without the additional help, I f...
I've been an active bi-sexual guy for most of my life..since I was about 17. I'm now 58, married and have two kids in their early 20's, and live in Central NJ. I've been married for 37 years to the same girl. She's a wonderful person and I love her deeply. She however, has no idea of my bi-sexual side. Neither do my children. For that matter, I'm not out at...
The chapters can be read independently, but you may want to read them in order. * I left James apartment with his words ringing in my head, "Be back here Saturday at 4:00pm." Neither my wife or I usually worked on Saturday and I had no idea of what kind of excuse I could use that would let me get away for a few hours Saturday afternoon. I headed home to...
Chapter 1: Chris Pond Chris entered New York City for the first time. The silver train rattled like a broken wheeled shopping cart into Penn Station. This is like Disney World but real! The unforeseen dungeon pressure squeezed his skull and neck as he powered through the submarine texture: rows of iron bolts up high. Now craving the Big Apple's sun, he mov...