At first Chet thought the older man staring at him from across the bar at the top of the cruise ship was Jamaican. The man engaged his attention because he had the most compelling light-gray eyes, which went really well with his silver-gray hair and the black suit with black silky shirt and black tie with a hash pattern of silver strands. But the thought tha...
I spent the next couple days and nights with her. We fucked liked rabbits and talked in between. By the end of her three days off I was falling hard for her and she had proclaimed her love for me. I had told her everything about me, including a complete confession about my dark side. She had related her life's history to me. Like me she was sexually adventur...
I thank Nick Bella for his tremendous help in editing. ***** I had recently broken up with a long-time lover and was free to once again enter the dating scene. I had purchased a home in the suburbs so driving into town to the bars was a long trip, I obviously couldn't get too drunk as I had to drive home. While at the bar I found a paper that had adver...
Even without the interpretations of Messrs. Bellingwood and Phillips, I would have quickly discerned that Fred Stimson was a closeted homosexual when he arrived at college. Within the first ten pages he had described his earliest sexual fantasies and experiences. All involved males. After twenty pages it was clear that he had never had anything resembling se...
"Whichever of you bitches brings off the man fucking you, gets to double up in the other bitch's cunt." * * * * Eric Talbot had been a member of the Club since he was in his mid-thirties, almost 15 years ago, enjoying the variety of pleasures available at the hands, cocks and asses of its various members of staff. Neither a consummate bottom or top, he co...
The chapters can be read independently, but you may want to read them in order. * I left James apartment with his words ringing in my head, "Be back here Saturday at 4:00pm." Neither my wife or I usually worked on Saturday and I had no idea of what kind of excuse I could use that would let me get away for a few hours Saturday afternoon. I headed home to...
It was naturally hot and humid in New Orleans as you drove back to town from college with the windows down without a shirt on exposing your body for those who happen to look your way. It was nearly five in the evening, and you silently curse yourself as you regret not taking your car to the shop to get your A/C fixed. Now you have to suffer through his heat...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** In the blackness of the night I could hear the wind brush through the branches of the trees above us. The moonlight lit up the roof of our small two-person tent. Crickets provided the background noise somewhere in the distance. I couldn't sleep. Nature wasn't for me. Every year...
"Why Goa? And where is it?" The question had come from the second row of those few sitting in the dimly lit voluminous lecture hall at Georgetown University, the venerable Jesuit-founded stone Gothic-style campus towering over the Potomac River west of the Washington, D.C., city center. The query was posed to the tall, thin, distinguished-looking professor...
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