After 7 years of being a caregiver, I was sad but wiser when cancer finally stole the great love of my life. I was 62, widowed and an empty nester. Time was my friend, I was free of chemo, doctor's visits, and hospice. It was time to mourn, and then it was time to move forward, to live. No disrespect but I had 7 years to prepare for this day, anticipatory gr...
***Content note: some bi content in this one. The focus remains Chad's descent into gay submission.*** They ended the night passed out on the same bed, but in the morning Chad was gone. Brad sighed, exasperated. It was obvious Chad was having another freak-out about his desires, and was now trying to avoid him. He was sure, though, that Chad would be back f...
Unfortunately, this is still just a fantasy. I truly am an anal virgin so please forgive me if I get some details wrong. I meet up with a guy for a 3 day weekend long pnp session. He gets to the motel room and we sit next to each other on the bed and start smoking. After a couple of hits he gently but, firmly takes me by the back of the head and pulls me i...
All participants are over 18. ***** It had been a week since I woke up with 'CUMSLUT' tattooed in bold red and black letters across my forehead. Those seven days had been filled with more hot, dirty sex than I would ever have imagined possible. I had lost count of the times I'd been taken. The vagrant, the grocery clerk and the butcher, the tattooist I con...
The door bell startled me and it took me just a minute to get my bearings. Apparently I had dosed off after taking a shower. I knew I shouldn't have lain down, even if it was supposedly for a second. But it had been a restless night and I had gotten up early. I shaved and showered and had two cups of coffee. I remembered my hand trembling slightly as I sat i...
Transcript of a hot IM chat I had with a top describing to him my first time: *************************** Dad: tell me about your first time.. with David the doctor Boi: well this was about what 10 years ago Boi: I was 22 Boi: and living with my gf at the time Boi: things were not going well Dad: okay Boi: so we were breaking up and needed to sublet...
I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...
The afterparty was finally wearing down as people started to either head home or pass out on the couch, floor, or whatever else seemed comfortable enough for a good night's sleep. Most of the attendees would remember the night as one of dancing, good food, spending time with friends, things of that nature. Certain others, however, would remember it as a nigh...
{Author's Note: I intended this to be a single story, but decided to add a second part, as a conclusion of the evening. Which is why they are both short.} * I saw the ad a few times before. "Curious?" Then simply "M/M" and an email address. For once, I decided to respond since I was most definitely "curious." A simple word, "Yes," and a little-used email a...
Life can be sweet until you fuck up. Life was going great for Michael Brand. He was living the high life. He had beautiful girls following him around. Nice cars and a cool house. He wore fancy sneakers and all the cool hoodies any guy would want. He loved designer clothes and living the high life. Michael had the greatest parties. Everybody who was anybody w...