Note to reader: The following series of encounters are 100% non-fiction, best of my ability accounts of my real life encounters with horny men. Names, locations, and revealing details were altered to protect identities of course. PREFACE: Hi. My name is Rye. I am a cute, 5'9", blonde, big booty, white boy...with a hunger. I have a fairly symmetrical face...
Derek was a former footballer who now worked as a pundit, co-commentating on big matches and writing a column in a Sunday paper. He was Nigerian in origin but had played for England because he had lived most of his life there. Burly was the word to describe him; a battering ram of a man. I had never liked him. He was a destructive player and not enjoyable t...
My last master only wanted to humiliate me, so I let him. But it wasn't what I wanted, what I needed. He wanted me to be an object, an empty one. Why didn't people try to fill you up any more, why were they all queuing up to pour you out? But he was different. I wore my favourite dress, not one he picked out, he just asked me to wear something that would ma...
I was recently widowed, now living alone. Sure, had friends and family members that were there for me. However, I really needed a little more than that. I had the "urge to merge" but did not know where to look. So of course, I went online. Yeah, I was looking for sex, but a little more than that. Not sure how to describe it. I was surprised at how many wome...
I had known Stan all through high school. We were not friends but acquaintances. Early in our senior year we had eaten lunch at the same table. It was all guys who talked about guy things-sports, girls, politics. I knew that he was conservative as we both discussed how we were going to vote in our first election as we were both now eighteen. Stan got on my n...
When Eric came downstairs from his shower to see that Patrick and Lawrence were as he left them, on the floor sucking on each other and fighting the urge to cum in each other's mouths. Eric paused at the bottom of the steps watching them. Since everything was out in the open, Eric did not dress after he showered. He stood there, watching the two eighteen y...
[Zayne's POV] Not for the first time today, I had to stop myself from laughing as Jack ran his incredibly nice ass towards the dressing room. He tried to slam the door shut behind him but it only bounced back open leaving his bare backside open to the crowd. Jack just stood there facing the wall as he let his guard down under the belief that he was out of s...
Previously in Chapter 08: Were we going to fuck soon? Was he going to fuck me tonight? Maybe the plug was intended to help ensure I was super stretched by the time we got home. That made sense. My mind was racing with possibilities. I finally snapped out of it when the waitress returned with the credit card and Michael scrawled a tip amount onto the receip...
I woke up. My bra undone, panties covered in lube and my nylons pushed down my legs. I felt as if I had been used. As I became more aware, I realized that I had been used and really enjoyed it. On the first day at the gay resort after getting dressed, I had walked over to a gay bar and been picked up by a nice guy, named Paul, just a bit older than myself. H...
I met Mary in one of the chat rooms they used to have with yahoo. My profile outlined I was gay and a bottom along with images of sword swallowing and other kinds of innuedo images indicating my interests were in sucking men's cocks. She was fascinated by the idea of a guy being "the girl" when being sexual with men. Of course we talked about all kinds of th...