*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly quit reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it'...
Martha died, raw chunks and grisly fibers from my soul and heart descended into the ground with her coffin. Soon I will know closure, I reasoned. But time was so much longer than I thought. For months I had no interest in anything or anyone. My neighbor's wife called inquiring about my new address: the cave where I now lived. After the funeral, Len did not...
So, I'm a normal teenaged kid. I'm a stoner, 5'6 long blonde hair blue eyes. I just turned nineteen in september this year. I started becoming curious about other guys in the ninth grade. I have memories of sitting in class, wishing my teacher would keep me after class and fuck my face. It was always just fantasies though, and I dated girls regularly. I was...
Yes, several times, I have paid for sex. I am not always ready for the gay-bar scene or the peepshow shops and when I want sex, I want it now!! and not maybe-I'll- score-later. In addition to be in control of time, I can ask for what I want. And maybe additionally, I may have a little less of a guilt feeling that serious secretive Bi male-sex tends to create...
Barry straightened his tie and headed down the hall to the spacious office occupied by Craig and Shelly, the married couple who ran the marketing company where Barry was Director of Operations. Barry was second only to them and it was time for his biannual review. No matter how many times he had been through these reviews, Barry's stomach was always in knots...
Note... This book contains more than one chapter and I'll try to update if anybody is interested. Updates may not be regular since there's no concept of time nowadays. Warning... This chapter contains depressive thoughts which may trigger some people. It's not extremely detailed but I figure it's best to warn people. Enjoy *** My knees hurt from staying...
The books Adrian refers to are The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole age 13 ¾, and The Growing Pains of Adrian Mole, by Sue Townsend - brilliantly funny books summing up the early 1980s in Thatcher's Britain. _______________________________________________________ Sunday, I don't get up early, but I slink into my office as soon as I do wake up. Dan prises me ou...
1 John 1:6 Even hours after I came home, I didn't know why I had run. I got home about the same time as my family, and had to convince them I'd been in church all along - of course I had, they just hadn't seen me in the back row. It was probably the first time in years I'd skipped out on church, and that just made the whole thing feel so much worse. I poli...
5 weeks into the coronavirus lockdown, my resistance finally cracked. My roommate, John, and I were broke as hell and we had been fired from our workplace at the local mall. The landlord, who was a Mexican gangster, wanted rent paid on time or else we were in serious trouble. We had only a few days supply of food remaining. I was horny and I had not heard a...
I awoke the next morning, Edward's cock pressed tightly against my ass and his arms wrapped around me. I laid there going over in my head what had happened not just the night before, but only a few hours before. As I turned to see Edward he began to stir and I took this opportunity to slip out from his arms. Standing there alongside his bed, I smiled at Ed...