Author's note: This is a story that I submitted to another site. It was bad early work when I posted it there, but I hope I made enough improvements to make your hands wander to your nether regions while reading it. :) * My folks moved to a better neighborhood when I was 18 and in my senior year of high school. The new house fulfilled my dad's fantasy abou...
My alarm woke me. My hand was holding my balls supporting a raging boner. I slid outta bed and did some warm ups; I needed to run. I stuck my head out, looked out the hallway window at the flat grey skies, no rain. My boner hadn't eased. As I pulled on running shorts and socks my head was foggy; I felt a rejection of the fears of last nights. I remembered ho...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that the usual discla...
The following is true. It all happened. The timeline is a little scrunched but it all happened. The first time I went to an "Adult Bookstore" was right after I turned 21. It wasn't that I was waiting or there was an age limitation (that I know about), it's just that I live in Oklahoma and there aren't any, uh, GOOD bookstores here. I'd read about them and g...
Everything had a slight yellow color from the lights overhead as Raven waited for the last bell of the day. He glanced around the room wondering how many of his fellow classmates he would see again after graduation the next week. His eyes caught on his best friend and he felt the smile start to slip over his face. The young man sitting quietly on the other s...
My boss Justin wasn't a beautiful man. He was short with a badly trimmed moustache, a thatch of white hair, huge sweet patched under his armpits & rather a large beer belly. But he was my boss so I treated him with a certain amount of respect. After a few too many glasses of champagne at the Christmas party I'd let it slip that before I'd married my wife I h...
This is my first ever submission, it is a fiction with elements taken from my real life. I will be grateful for any feedback but please be encouraging though... I'd love to write more and it's taken quite a lot of courage for me to put this out there in the first place. Thanks. ************ I sat listening to Charlie excitedly tell me about the ballet tha...
Finally got the next one out for you, hope you like it. ******* The following morning was a Saturday, so like normal I allowed myself to stay in bed for a sleep in, but the moment my eyes opened my brain kicked in. There were so many selfish thoughts, however the one that overrode them all was, 'Poor Charlie'. Such a good man and he doesn't deserve any hea...
I really don't know how I let him talk me into things like this... There I was, standing under a spray of hot water, letting my boyfriend work his very large and very dry cock into my ass. But maybe I should start at the beginning? The day started like any other. I woke up to the wonderful sensation of having my cock someplace wet and warm. My boyfriend Mik...
It was 1978. I was about to graduate from High School and was touring local Universities, trying to decide where to go in the fall. My friend Mitch and I decided to take a road trip to Washington State University, where we both had been accepted, a drive of about 6 hours from Seattle. WSU is in Pullman, WA and is really out in the middle of nowhere. I was ap...