First a caveat; I am not gay, although after reading my story, you will probably disagree. Prior to the experience I am shamefully recollecting here, I have never been with a man, I have never wanted to be with a man, and I assumed I would never be with a man. My marriage is above average and I have two great kids, a good job, and am working to build a nice...
Author's note: This story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. I awoke to Big Daddy easing out the door and looked at the clock. It was just past midnight. I lay awake for a couple hours reliving the past few days, trying to figure out what it all meant. My marriage would never survive if my secrets got out. So much to lose and my mind kept...
A hundred thoughts went through my mind, while Smith held my lower lips down and slowly started massaging my crotch. What am I supposed to do? Why is he doing this? Isn't he married? Will I be able to escape from here? But the most important thought that kept lingering was -- How the hell am I getting a boner? Am I gay? "You look ripe and delicious, I'm gla...
CHAPTER 5 – Kidnapped! I has bin in da gang now for a month and I has never cum so much befo'. We has med loadsa vid's tho' not all get's used. I has moved inta me bro's room now, it's well cool, I especially likes ta snuggle up to him at night and we often end up fuckin'. It's late an' I is on da bed naked playin' me PS3, I has a fuck off boner dat won'...
This is a fictional story I made about a relationship I had with a man a few years ago. Some of the dialogue is taken word for word, but I've obviously taken some creative liberties. Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I yawned and looked at my computer clock. 4:30 on a Friday, almost time for the weekend. I figured I'd refresh my email one more time and try to...
I'm a curious cocksucker and I dream about sucking dick way more than I ever actually do it. I'm divorced (from a women) in my mid forties with a good job and two kids in college. That's why I'm deeply hidden in the closet and very skittish about letting the cocksucker in me out. But the longer I go between sessions and the more big dicks I goon over on the...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
Although essentially a very true story, I am a firm advocate of safe sex and for fantasy purposes have omitted the wearing and use of a condom and lube which took place. We had visited most of the bars in the small French town we lived in but never the one nearest our house as we had mistakenly believed it was only a trendy restaurant but one day found ours...
Jack knew his new campus would have a gym he was just hoping it was well set up. His last university had the bare minimum and it made it so much harder to keep up with the progress he'd made building up the body he was now quite proud of. He adjusted the bag on his shoulder and walked through the doors. "Hey there!" a chipper voice greeted Jack as he walke...
If we met at the pub or a ballgame, I think you wouldn't think twice about me. Maybe a "seems like a nice chap" or "he really likes his sport" but nothing memorable, nothing of substance. A regular guy, with an ever diminishing hairline, not in bad shape but certainly not a gym rat, probably the quintessential definition of average. My job is regular, I'm...