My name is Jack Miller and I’m 20 years old. It’s been about a year since I’ve had a girlfriend or gotten any sex for that matter. I’m far from ugly, but I’m not what most girls would consider to be a hunk or a stud either. I’m 5’9” tall, weigh about 140 pounds and I have brown eyes and light brown hair I keep in a crew cut. I have an 8-inch long dick that’s...
Roger drove down the street, slowly, searching for a place to park. Even though there was a parking lot with quite a few empty spots, he wasn't quite ready to pull in there. Yet. He'd heard stories and rumors about "The Lot" for years – ever since he'd moved to the little beach city, but he'd never been there. It always seemed so ... unsafe ... to him. But s...
We have all had encounters that we remember as well as those we want to forget, and this particular one has stuck in my mind, even though I have for so long tried to erase it. However, periodically I find myself remembering this eventful time in my life and as I slip back to when it all happened, it becomes as vivid as if it had just happened. Maybe I wish i...
I met Steve online he was cruising on a gay chat site, his profile read "Straight but Curious." I never understood the whole curious thing, I was gay and I knew I was gay, I was not curious about straight sex whatsoever. He and I chatted for some time, he was married, with two small children but he and his wife were not having sex, she was not about to give...
I had met him at Sterling cinema on Sunday last. I had gone to watch Sherlock Holmes morning show. The cinema hall was not crowded, and I thought probably Sunday morning is not the time most people in their right senses would trudge towards a local theatre to watch a movie. Though I had been an ardent follower of Arthur Conan Doyle's fiction novels and short...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * His eyes were wide with terror and now a new feeling was coming over him... a feeling of excitement. The man was now pulling the full length out of him. Moments ago, he had been stuffed and stretched and filled with so much cock he thought his insides would b...
I always had a teenage boy crush thing for this one mechanic who my Dad always went to. His garage was a couple of blocks away from where we lived in our small Canadian town (I grew up there and left for college when I was 21). He was in his late twenties and had dark hair. unshaven frequently and was kinda tall and lanky. Looking back now, he was pretty hom...
I parked my car in the lot and sat staring out into the dark park. I started thinking about what I planned to do and considered leaving. During high school, I never seemed to fit in. I dated a few girls, but the dates never developed into a relationship. One of the girls kissed me goodnight, but it was the extent of my contact. I never participated in spor...
A sequel to Beach Trips & Road Head After an hour or so of awkward silence interspersed with glances I couldn't quite read, Chad finally turned on the radio. Sounds of classic rock filled the moving car, making it slightly less awkward. I toyed with my empty Dr Pepper bottle, wishing I had another. I didn't want to stop again, having lost 40 minutes to our...
This is a real life experience that has stayed with me for many years and I would like to thank the man for introducing me to such pleasures. It was a usual Midwest summer, hot, humid and boring. I had just turned 18 earlier in the year and was looking forward to attending college in the fall. I got up early as usual and packed the work coveralls and boots...