Casey bent over in the middle of the street, pulling up his knee socks. It was hot, and a bead of sweat dripped down his thighs. He was very small for a college kid and even his sister's bike seemed large for him. He hopped onto the seat and started pedaling, his booty shorts starting to ride up as the seat rubbed against his ass. His hair blew back in the...
The Party Continues It had taken me a while to realize it but I am attracted to alpha men. Confident, strong studs do it for me. Sometimes even the toxically masculine, I am ashamed to say. A big, hard dick is worth its weight in gold. In college, for a while I was in denial about it... only to message a hook-up of mine. He was one of the assistant coaches...
Warning: this story contains nonconsensual themes. * My name is James Francis and the following story is true and one that I have found to be continually on my mind sense that fateful early summer day. I am 42 years old, married to my beautiful wife Jane who is a flight attendant, two college age children, own a very nice house, two fancy cars and have a...
It all started innocently enough, I guess. Henry went to the same gym I did, and he was the kind of guy you couldn't help but notice. Tall, probably 6'4" or so, around 220lbs, incredibly muscular body without being "too cut", if you know what I mean, and skin the color of a Hershey bar. He was just gorgeous. I had flirted with the idea, when I was in colleg...
Set back from the road the small building stood in a glade of trees, it really did look like a small cottage complete with windows and doors and a tiled roof, but no chimney bellowing smoke not that is wasn't a hot house. If a building could talk then this cottage could tell many a tale... The bike was propped up against a tree not far from the cottage, he...
My first submission to this site- please, by all means, I encourage you to comment on this. Good, bad, any input is much appreciated and lets me develop into a better writer –The Author It was morning. The sheets, once smelling of whatever detergent, was neutral- in fact, it smelled a bit...masculine. As well it should, considering that there was a naked m...
The dimly lit room showed every sign of transition toward desertion. The closet door was open, the closet empty, other than two sad-looking wire hangers. Two drawers of the bureau were pulled out. Both were empty. Clothes once tucked away in these recesses were strewn on the two chairs in the room and hanging on hangers from the top of the closet drawer. One...
A few years back when I was 19 years old, I was a college student studying tourism. I never really had girlfriends because I was too busy studying, working out, and hanging out with my friends. I was also freaked out by the fact I was physically attracted to a few guys in college. Not knowing how to deal with this situation, I certainly didn't want to talk a...
Our wives had been lovers for a couple years. They had discovered the delights that only a woman can give to another and had been taking every opportunity to share it with one another. We both had attractive wives with large, soft breasts and more than adequate sexual appetites. Despite the similarities between us there were some differences: Nick was a very...
I realized in college that I was that I was gay, submissive, and that I worshipped my roommate Wally's amazing dick. My relationship with Wally grew over the course of our college career. I would rush home after class to meet him, trying to get home quick enough to change into lingerie, especially a French maid outfit he was particularly fond of, and meet h...