About the time the top-down convertible stopped just down the road, waiting for him to catch up, Brady realized who it was. He should have been faster on the uptake, he thought. Who, other than the guy living five houses down from his parent's house in Titusville, Florida, owned a restored, cherry-red 1967 Impala SS convertible? Of course, what could he do o...
PLEASE READ THROUGH MY INTRO. I PROMISE there is lots of good (and true) CUM SLUT ACTION following the set-up. This is a true story from my exploits as a PnP lovin' bareback bottom cum slut in Phoenix, Arizona sometime in the Spring of 2001. I plan on a series of stories describing my best experiences. If you think you may have fucked me (probably at the Ch...
Ellis Bellman looked at himself in the full-length mirror on his closet. He wasn't a bad looking young man; pale-skinned, slim, a bit of hair on his thighs and chest, muscles where you're supposed to have them, even if they weren't very impressive. His fair hair was long and untidy, parted on the side. He tried to imagine how girls saw him. Would they autom...
Only slowly did I become aware of my cock deliciously hardening in a stranger's mouth, the pleasure drowning awareness of its source. When I first began visiting the bathhouse, I always tried to use a condom, but over time, eager cocksuckers had turned me into a devotee of letting my bare cock be sucked off by strangers. The turning point in my caution occur...
I saw the hard cock at the edge of the opening between booth's. I ignored it and continued to watch the porn movie. When I next looked the cock was all the way into my side of the booth. I studied it and decided it was a fine looking cock, a bit smaller than mine and circumcised. It was throbbing with the guys every heart beat. I watched it until it was slo...
Arriving earlier than normal on Thursday, the bathhouse was still being cleaned and aired out, this being a comparatively cool August day after several hot ones. With the still ongoing construction/renovation in the previous darkroom section, the bathhouse has remained quite undisturbed in the other area. Again it took a while to get a beer, but considering...
I met Stefan when I visited the local college to purchase some t-shirts for a friend's kid who was planning to attend the school. First about me. I'm a 34 white male. In good shape and 5-11 with dark brown hair and a professional look. I don't identify as gay, but I have been with more men than women. And because of my job I am not out. When I entered the...
We had chatted several times online, exchanging pleasantries and stats. We cybered a little, "feeling" each other out in regards to likes and fantasies. We didn't bother exchanging pics, who knew if what you saw was really who you were trying to see. So now, here I was driving out to meet this guy, sight unseen, seeking to live out a mutual fantasy of sex ou...
Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content. * This is how I met my biological father. I was adopted as a baby. I didn't meet my bio-Dad until I was eighteen, since I was born in a place where records of the adoptees and their biological parents were sealed until we, the adoptees, become adults. I'm just going to call him Da...
After my first encounter with our preacher, David, (See: Getting to Know the Preacher) I was a bit apprehensive about our next get together. I was as horny as a teenager with a date with the school slut. We planned to get together at my house after our wives left for a conference on Friday. I was sitting in my office over the garage working on plans for the...