This story is straight out of my mind, nothing about it is true . . . but it's hot! If you, the reader, would like me to write about your favorite fantasy . . . all you have to do is let me know. I really hope you enjoy this story. ~~~~ Part I For years, I had kept my bisexual fantasies to myself. One night, while living in the south, I had enjoyed a fe...
As Rob slogged through an icy squall in the dark on the way back to his dorm from the college library, where he'd been finishing his term paper on The Muffled Queer Voices of Colonial America, he took the opportunity to utter some choice words under his breath as well. "It's fucking cold!" A popular turn of phrase, notably among his teammates in JV football,...
It was the summer of 1977 when I went to stay with friends in New Orleans. They had a daughter that was a year younger than me and I knew she had a boyfriend. She was sexy as hell and I could tell by the way she handled herself that she was sexually active. After being there for a few days she asked if I wanted to go for a swim. She had the body of a goddess...
The knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. "Was I really going to go through with this," I thought. I had fantasized about sucking cock for a long time, but I never thought I'd actually do it. Another knock, this time a little louder and less patient. "Here goes nothing." I got up off of the bed and walked over to the door. I opened it and looked at th...
The next five days, Mr. C had me running ragged. I couldn't risk not having my phone within reach, even at work. Friday morning began with an 8 a.m. text with a link to a glory hole video: WATCH ME And no touching the D One hour later, more of the same. He left me alone until three, when he started in again, with a marathon of required viewing links ever...
Thank you so much for your comments and support! I love hearing from you, it still amazes me that people read what I write :) ***** Soul was late to the table. He had assured Scott that he was only going to wash his face but he has managed to speak with the twins, if only for a moment. They had a plan; he had a plan, even if it was only to make a plan. S...
We pulled on our clothes and jumped into Sven's pick-up, with me in the middle. I looked over at Kurt. He sure looked good. He wasn't wearing his mechanic's overalls like I'd seen him in last time. He had on a faded pair of jeans that looked real good on him; not too tight, but not too loose either. They fit nicely on his hips. Up top he had on a plain black...
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It happened in a dive bar outside of town, just off the highway. I was heading back in after a day trip up north and thought some food might be a good move. I'd been to this place before with friends; a little dirty, a little rough but the food and drinks were always on point. I come in out of the late-summer heat just as the sun dipped below the horizon. As...
It was New Year's Eve, 2002. I was up in Glasgow, where I'd lived until I was 18. We get together ever year, myself and a load of the old school crowd, to get pissed up and see in the New Year. It's a tradition, and one I've not missed out on despite moving to Liverpool. As usual, I turned up as soon after Christmas as I could manage. Each year the folks wh...