I was behind where I wanted to be in my training schedule for the Seattle marathon but I wasn't worried. I'd been running for years and could hold my own without much effort. Still, I wanted it to be my best time since it was a qualifying race for the Boston marathon. It didn't matter. The time had come. I packed my stuff and started the drive to Seattle. I...
I set the bag of alcohol and mixers on the table, along with some beer for the heteros. It'd been a very long week, as far as work was concerned. I'd worked over sixty hours, thanks to others taking vacation time or calling in for this reason or that. I was exhausted, but there was no time for that. It was time to square up on our deal and I had all weekend...
Author's note: This story was written while I was self-locked in chastity, and the locations are loosely inspired by real locations that I have been to with friends. This is otherwise a work of fiction which involves accounts of some things I haven't done (yet!) so hopefully it mostly rings true. Your comments and constructive criticism are more than welcome...
Summary: White friend discovers the joy of BBC while hanging out. Note: Thanks, as always to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing this story. It was after a couple hours of shooting hoops on a Sunday afternoon that my sexual awakening began. Ben said, "Let's go back to my place and play some NBA2K." "I need to shower first," I demurred, dripping with...
I arrived home, exhausted from AARP's family reunion cluster fuck, and fell backward onto my bed. I stared at the ceiling in disbelief as I thought back to the day's events, scratch that, as I thought about the last twenty-four hours. Generally, I considered myself a good person. I worked with kids who had cancer, I paid my bills on time, I donated my time...
Smooth Skater Boys at the Beach Bret called his new friend Kenny, "Hey I am heading down to the park with my skate board. Why don't you meet me there?" "Sure. I'll bring some of my panama red pot to smoke," Kenny replied. "I have some Northern California pot with me too. It is pretty good," Bret had a happy carefree sound to his voice. Bret looked down h...
I knew this day would arrive eventually. My wife and Mother insisted on it. Many times they'd sit and talk about me as though I wasn't there giving them pedicures. Pedicures. It's not as easy as it sounds. Cindy, my wife decided that I needed to get some skills and literally took me to the local community college and enrolled me in a class that trained gir...
It all started with a thought. One thought. Three weeks ago. When my girlfriend, who, let's face it, was never very good at blow jobs, was actually giving me one. It started with me looking down at her and thinking, 'you know, I bet someone with a dick would probably know how to totally rock at this'. WHA-HA-AT? That's how it started. The thought that may...
The warmth of the sun hit me after such a long time in the dark and dirty recesses of Master S's world. The fact I was wearing heavy duty rubber panties and bra became all too apparent as I started to perspire, not that I could take my hoodie off in the area I was about to walk through and with what I was wearing under my shirt. I started to walk on my sti...
Thank you all for continuing Neville's story with me. I appreciate your support and critiques. I'll correct an error I made with my last installment here. This series is a continuation of "Fresh Out". If you aren't familiar with the characters and you read this you'll have tons of questions that will all be answered if you read through the "Fresh Out" series...