Last year I took a trip with my girlfriend Jenny to Brazil. Yeah I know...when you go to Brazil you shouldn't go with your girlfriend, what's the point? Rio is full of hot, sexy beach girls who'll fuck your brains out. But we were hot for each other and figured we'd go there, hang out, stay on the beach, and basically fuck 24/7, or "expand our erotic life."...
Chapter 2: The Party Once I was back to my dorm room I decided to change my clothes for the party at the rec. I heard the shower going in Quinn's room so I assumed he was getting ready also. I didn't want to put on anything that was too dressy so I just put on a polo shirt with some blue jeans that were pretty tight fitting. I looked in the mirror and gell...
I had just started my first year of college and was living away from my family for the first time. The deal with my parents was that I could go to an interstate college on the condition that I got a part time job that could cover my rent and my living expenses. I found myself a great little studio apartment a short bus ride from campus and a job waiting tabl...
Peter was nervous as he and Mark walked into Smokin' Ruby's, the barbecue place on the ground floor of Mark's apartment building. Even as a horny teenager, he'd never been into casual sex. Girls had hit on him in high school and college, but he'd politely turned them down. He had to get to know her first. He and Kyra had dated for a month, seeing each other...
I stood outside my arranged meet's front door, waiting for what seemed like a mini eternity before I heard the slow footsteps approaching from inside. I would later realise, with a clearer head, it was only a few seconds on that doorstep, but the butterflies fluttering in my stomach have the effect of stretching out time far beyond that of reality. "Hey son...
'More than coffee' continues the storyline of 'Coffee, .. and maybe more'. For character and plot development it is preferable, though not essential to read them sequentially. ***** To catch up, I had seen this Personals ad. "Old man for old man," it read. "Life is short. Need to feel a horny old man holding me tightly. Let us enjoy mutual release of our...
"There, is that better?" Peitr whispered into my ear. "Uhh. Yes, yes. That feels great," I answered, and my words turned into a soft moan. "Yes, I can feel it in your body. You are a lot looser now. You are moving with me more smoothly. Is it because of the release of guilt?" "Yes," I whispered. "This helps erase the guilt. It's as if none of this is some...
I'd been having these feelings for a few months; I'm not sure exactly when it started. I've always enjoyed looking at porn on the Internet, but recently I'd gradually stopped looking so much at women, and started more and more searching out men. Pretty young boys with oiled bodies, hairless chests and huge erect cocks. Older guys covered in hair, and with bi...
It was a quiet afternoon on a Sunday. I was with my friend and occasional lover, Don, at his place relaxing. We enjoyed bondage and often got together, sometimes with just ourselves, sometime with others. It was always a hot time and these gatherings would often last into the following morning. Fun had by all. This afternoon was quiet, after having been up l...
* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * Peter had only played spin the bottle a few times. The last time had been while he was still in high school. He was sitting cross-legged on the living room carpet, opposite Mark. Peter's wife Kyra was sitting beside Peter, facing Mar...