Phil was sitting alone on a nudist beach and just about to pack up and head home because the beach was deserted. He had driven over a hundred miles to get to this place and he was very disappointed. Instead of wall to wall cocks and beefy butts all he saw was empty sand and pounding surf. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, three stocky guys appeared and looked...
This is the fourth in the series which stands on it's own. For added context see my other stories, First, The Slide, and Falling. It's about discovery and the changes that can happen midway through life. Doing things you wouldn't have dreamed of and trying to deal with them. Falling into hedonism and what happens as you descend through the clouds not knowing...
Dear readers, I am humbled that literally thousands of you read "Surf God of Malibu" and I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to record part 2 of this reminiscence. It follows immediately on the first tale, and you really must them in order--JamesonX I awoke three times that night. The first time I was strangely conscious that I was all alone in my...
I had just been fingerfucked by my new boss, CJ, high in the sky in a corporate jet en route to L.A. He was testing me as candy for an important client my office just had to close a deal with. I had passed the fingerfuck test apparently, but it soon became clear that my testing wasn't complete. CJ laughed, extracted his fingers from my ass, and, in one smoo...
When I read that Craiglist was going to suspend their sex ads due to a new federal law, I knew I finally was going to have to act. It scared me to do so but excited me as well. I was finally going to do something about the fantasy that had dominated my life for over three decades. I was in my thirties when I took a business trip to Houston. While there, I p...
Dear Readers, This is my first of many submissions in this series. We'll uncover more interesting moments during Brett and Travis's first year at school as the plot unfolds. Please stay tuned for more, and feel free to vote and/or contact me if you like the story. ******** Brett felt sick to his stomach. He'd spent his last night at home partying with fri...
Terran watched the Reskers leave, smiling and waving pleasantly as he bid them farewell. Lenny stood by his side, seeming much more anxious than he to be left alone in his parents' condo for the week. The two of them had been hired as housekeepers while the couple celebrated their anniversary in France. They had been unwilling at first to allow Lenny to keep...
Dear Ted, I hope you're having a nice weekend with Wendy. No ... I don't, really. I just said that to sound nice. But I'm not feeling nice. So why should I try. Honestly, I don't know what more you want from me. If you wanted to end the whole thing because you thought it was wrong or because it threatened your sense of masculinity, at least I'd understan...
Ana Don't get me wrong: I love my dad, but he is so literal all the time. Everything is so planned, practiced, and perfect that it's hard to get anywhere with him. He's the most selfless, giving, and hard-working person you'll meet, though, and he's the only person who I can honestly say is kind to every single person he sees. Truly, though, I'm not stupid...
My mother married young; I was born when she was only 18. Her younger brother was only 6 when I was born. We lived only three doors away from mom's folks, and my uncle was like a god to me. When I was 9, he was 15, and kayaking in the Pennsylvania mountains, and shooting rats at the Doylestown borough dump. He was the star on his high school baseball team, a...