It started after I was released from my time of slavery. But I still had the cravings, the need to feel used. I was living on my own, having been raised very well by my widowed mother but with no strong father figure, I was easy prey. I won't elaborate on that, it's been so very long now that the memories grow hazy. This time of my life lasted from age 18 un...
He had written me about my most recent story. "Party for the Ex" which was about hooking up with my ex-wife and taking her to a party where everyone started in a room to undress before entering a party where anything was possible. In the fictional story I said that I had sex with another man in front of the ex-wife. My new follower said he had been a fan fo...
Damn, why did he have to be so hot? As he paddled out to me, I could clearly see his muscles outlined beneath the wetsuit he was wearing. He stopped next to me and grinned. "You almost got that last one, man!" "Yeah right, I suck at this." He had sandy blond hair, a gentle, kind face, and firm muscles everywhere. He was still lean though, and not an ounce...
Damian walked out into the sunlight and immediately felt the humidity in the air. The contrast from air conditioning to summer afternoon was like a rolling oven blast. Damian had thrown on a cotton Hawaiian shirt, and a pair of jean shorts, frayed at the cut offs. On his plump feet, he wore a pair of sandals. Today Damian was going commando. As the heat boun...
Everyone has heard the old stereotype 'Gay guys can't drive'. Well, I am here to tell you that this stereotype is true. Even at 18, I hadn't improved much since getting my license. I've been pulled over more times than I can count, and the only thing that has saved me from dozen of tickets has been my good looks. And, well, my willingness to suck a few cop d...
I'll never forget that feeling, the first time I had a cock up my arse. That thrilling dull ache that says "You're being fucked, mate." That incredible feeling of a rigid presence inside me, performing a taboo act that is almost breathtaking in its perceived sinfulness. His name was Wesley and he was a private security guard on the Caribbean island of Domin...
Friday finally arrived. I had been in such a heightened state all the rest of that week, thinking about the thrill of being with him, replaying the size and shape, the feel and taste of Donny's incredible penis. I had jacked off mercilessly twice, even though I promised myself I would wait for him; I couldn't help myself. I dressed in jeans and a white dres...
I planned on going straight to the office after leaving the job site, but after thinking about my first meeting with Reed (and, if I was willing to admit it, a bit horned up by the luscious Rico), I decided to go home first. I knew Reed planned to work from home this morning before heading out of town on a business trip, so I hoped I could catch before he...
It was nothing new, I always stopped by the convenience store on my way home from work, especially on long days like this one. At 45 years old, with a BA in Business, it was the only job I could find since the Central NY economy had completely tanked. I had lost my cozy bank job nearly 18 months ago. Getting dirty was a small trade off for the mostly large p...
I looked at my reflection in the mirror, and smiled a nervous smile. I had just had a quick shower and shave, and now I stood looking in the steam-frosted mirror, wearing my Hunter Green terrycloth robe. My cock was hard as I thought about what I had just decided to do no more than fifteen minutes ago. I had always been curious about being with a man, but of...