All people in this fictitious story are over 18 years of age. All characters are fictitious and if anyone seems familiar it is purely coincidental. *** Kevin had turned 19 years old. It was like a clock had awakened inside him. He had seen his friend Johnny 30 years old and had gone through some hypnosis sessions with him. Johnny had put suggestions in Ke...
I had just begun to go to an adult bookstore not too far from where I live. At the age of forty, I was getting urges for other men. I am not sure how it happened, but I would see a guy walking down the street with a large bulge in his pants. It turned me on, I have to admit. I would go into one of the small booths at this particular bookstore and stroke mys...
This is a semi-autobiographical story, taking place in the middle 1970s. I hope readers find it as exciting as I did to write it. Please respond with comments. * I was driving home one night long ago, and decided to stop in a magazine store that was open late. I was hoping to buy a Penthouse magazine I think. The girlie magazines were in the back of the st...
It was a very warm August day in The BigD (Dallas TX) and the AC at my apartment wasn't working so good. So I decided to get in my car and take a ride. I cranked up the AC and the stereo. I had been smoking some pot and drinking some beer and was feeling good. As I drove and enjoyed the AC and music I saw some very nice babes. The hot weather had them w...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. I went to Cup in Time for my usual doppio with a shot of Carolans. Scott was behind the bar but the girl at the front register I didn't recognize. When I got to the front of the line she said "Welcome to Cup in Time. What can I get for you?" "Hello; can I get a doppio for he...
I recently submitted a story about my experience at an adult bookstore here in South Jersey. It happened a few weeks ago, and I never really thought anything like it would happen again...boy was I wrong! My first "Bookstore Surprise" story happened a few weeks ago, and the latest just happened yesterday. It was a usual day. I was out taking care of a few th...
This is my 2nd submission of my true experiences. My first story is how I experienced my first Contact with men, giving and receiving blowjobs through a gloryhole. Months had passed since my first experience but that first experience had a great effect on me. I started going every Friday night for some quick action before I headed home from the clubs. I al...
I was taking a drive on a clear summer day, the type of drive where you don't know or care where you end up as long as you have the windows down and a good song on the radio. I pulled into the small town of Scituate, Massachusetts; a town known for its picturesque quality, where the shops are small and pricey and a car costing under $30,000 is rarely seen. I...
God I hate weirdos. Long-haired weirdos, fast-talking weirdos, salesperson weirdos, gay weirdos. I hate weirdos. I know, I know, to each his own. But I like good old fashioned values. Mom, apple pie, Old Glory and, as we used to say in the Army, the girl you left behind. Well, I have to admit, in the spirit of full disclosure, that I have a few vices. T...
By the time I had reached my early thirties, I had to finally acknowledge my growing hunger for cock. I was happily married, but certainly bisexual and I had not been with a guy for going on ten years. I had sated my hunger with toys and magazines, since this was before the internet, but knew I wanted more. The small town that I lived in at that time had a...