My downward spiral into a submissive bottom slut started late in life. I'm still very much in the closet and outwardly I appear as the perfect suburban husband, father, employee and neighbor. I love my wife and family but I recently found a new hobby that I crave with a passion; I can't get enough of my neighbor's big hard cock. It all started innocently en...
Afternoon – four-nineteen pm, and it's tar-melting sultry-hot. Hitch-hiking down through France, the Loire valley, medieval hill-top towns, and beyond. My nineteenth summer, in distressed jeans, faded T-shirt and backpack, dark shoulder-length hair and shades, as much for cool as the bullying solar glare. After a chain of short-term and unsatisfactory thumb-...
"Don't light the house on fire, and no wild parties!" My dad told me, standing at the front door with a suit case slung over his shoulder. Next to him, each carrying another bag were my Mom, and Mr. and Mrs. Tamson, Ryan's Mom and Dad. Ryan and I stood in front of them in my living room nodding our heads to their comments. "All right then, Buh bye, see you...
This story is dedicated to all the real Super Heroes of our time - The Service men and women of our Armed Forces and First Responders. This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or l...
VENICE BEACH AND MORE After they dropped Danielle off at his place, Chuck and Andrew drove to Venice Beach. Like anything else, seeing pictures and reading about places is very different than being there. The Venice Beach Boardwalk was everything Danielle said. Stretching about one and a half miles along the sands of the Pacific Ocean, the boardwalk was uni...
First I want to thank whoredinarygirl for reading and editing this story and giving me some very valuable pointers. This is a true story of mine from college, although names have been changed for anonymity. ***** This story takes place in December of my sophomore year in college. At the time, I was a single, 20 year old, standing six feet-one inch, and wei...
WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be taken seriously by anyone! ============================== It was late at night. I walked down the corridors, keeping an eye on all the prisoners. I heard a voice be...
Sorry for the delay again! Keep the feedback coming -- good or bad and I almost always write back to anyone who sends me feedback. Don't forget, these are based on my real experiences... * Chapter 5 I flipped over on to my back and could feel my ass pulsating. Sean got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he came back, he brought the mirror and...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is both your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may...
This is the sequel to the Physical Therapist I (please read it if you haven't done so). Enjoy. ***** Two weeks later. Bill couldn't stop thinking about Jake. It was his first sexual experience with a man. And he wanted more. But, he was well aware that maintaining any sexual relationship with a patient could only spell trouble. He needed to clear his min...