"I'm telling you it's true," Eddie insisted. We were sitting over beers at the bar. "I don't believe it," I replied. "You haven't even seen him with your own eyes." We continued to argue amid the smoke and hubbub. "C'mon, Eddie, you've got to admit it's a little hard to believe," I said, as we headed out into the night some time later. "I've heard of crui...
The year is 1974. I just turned twenty and am still living at home with my parents. I hate it. But it's a small town and I can't move away until September when I start my first semester at university. I'm still a virgin. That being said, I walk around half hard most of the time obsessing about having sex with one of the older guys I see cruising around...
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...
DADDY, THE DEVIL, AND ME: OPENING "Do it." He whispered into Drake's ear. Drake had found himself. Kneeling before his son. Looking up at him. Staring into his eyes. He couldn't tell if it was a look of terror, or total submission. "Give into it," whispered the voice again, "This was meant to happen." Drake could feel all rational thought leaving him. The...
I'd had enough of these repeated sexual assaults; being used like this. The next day, I packed my car and headed for home. No more than three miles beyond the campus gate, though, I heard a police siren and was pulled over to the side of the road. I sat in the car, wondering what I had done wrong, as a policeman strutted around and took a look at both licen...
Having finally come to terms with the fact that I was a full-blown exhibitionist, I found my self constantly fantasizing of new and different ways to explore my fetish. I found all kinds of websites where people would share and discuss their own exhibitionist tales or fantasies with each other under complete anonymity. These would range from simple flashing...
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...
Several years ago I was a COP, a policeman in a city of about 250,000 in North Carolina. The DWI Checkpoints and enforcement had just started to gain popularity. One part of that program was to assign officers to work the streets on DWI Patrol, rather than checkpoints. We were assigned to different sections of the city or to watch a particular bar or nightcl...
Rough sex with a big strong man is something I'd always fantasized about. Ever since I can remember masturbating I'd think about being made to do things, dirty things for a man. I thought about being spanked, made to perform for a man, one that wasn't mean but very dominant, somewhat cruel and unusual but not terrifying. I had the fantasy in my head often....
Hello everyone, it's certainly been a while since I last wrote about any experiences, that's because I have not had any to write about until recently, so this is my latest experience, hope you enjoy it. I was moving between chat rooms mostly gay and bi rooms and looking at profiles to see if there was anybody living near me who was up for a meet, but I didn...