"What the hell...is this?" The moment I walked in, my best friend Jackson started staring at me dismayingly. He was pointing at the LCD TV on my living room, sitting on the couch placed direct opposite to it. "What's wr-" The scene I saw destroyed the composure I needed to complete my sentence. There was a footage playing, footage of two naked people partic...
I stood there, in front of the still-wet painting. It gripped me, pulled me in, made me tingle, feel on edge. I wanted it; I wanted to be it. I wasn't it yet. The painting was of me, but it somehow was more alive, more aroused, nearer the pinnacle. I could see it everywhere, mostly in the eyes, I thought. They were so alive, so satisfied and . . . completed....
I continue to slam my face down into his course hairs. The massive spear rams down my throat as far as I can make it go, then I pull my head back, allow my tongue to run the entire length of his throbbing dick. The shear volume of spit that has escaped my lips drips down dad's pubes, it glistens on his large inflated ball sack. I ram my face down again, cho...
Ben paced outside the Harris Teeter he worked at part-time. This was crazy, no, insane. Why had he said yes? Stupid so stupid. It was a bad idea from the very beginning. Going to the BDSM club, then even talking to Eric in the grocery line instead of pretending not to remember him but no, Ben was a horrible liar. He always got twitchy when he tried, so afte...
(Thank you for all the kind feedback. I have also taken criticisms to heart-thank you for those as well.) In Part 1, straight Brian reluctantly told gay Mark a story he has never told anyone. In Part 2, things have gotten a little awkward. They're both aroused and Brian is having a lot of internal dialogue. The saga continues. I pull out my phone, pretendi...
To be taken to the emergency room is not anyone's idea of an exciting time at a point in his or her life but this experience was nothing like anything I had experienced before. I was taken in one cold frost winter evening with breathing difficulties not being able to catch my breath; it was quite a scary feeling that sense of someone sitting on my chest mak...
Note: English isn't my mother tongue so have that in mind when reading, but I tried my best. Sorry for the grammar mistakes and all that jazz; be kind about it or better yet, let me know what I'm doing wrong in a respectful way. I will be publishing more often... at least for this series. Hope you enjoy! *** "Our star judge finally dares to show up!" Kenda...
My head was spinning... it was actually going to happen. I'd flown into Las Vegas and had everything set, this was going to be my first time meeting anyone from the adult fuck site I'd finally decided to subscribe to, after I found a couple forum posts I trusted that said they'd gotten laid by girls on the site. It did seem to have hot fuckable pussy if you...
Mike was having quite an interesting dream. To begin with, he found himself lying under a tree, his arms behind his head, while someone gently slid their mouth over his erect shaft. It had that surreal quality that all dreams had, where the sensations were muted, but unmistakable nonetheless. Either way, he didn’t often have erotic dreams, so he decided to e...
My first gay experience came at the young age of eighteen with a much older man. This man was my cousin, the son of my mother's sister. I grew up on the northern east coast. He grew up in the south on a farm. We would visit most every summer. Joe was my favorite cousin. He would take me out on the tractor and taught me how to ride on the back of a flat trai...