It all started one Sunday afternoon when I started reading the personal ads. I noticed you could place a free ad in the personal section of the local newspaper. I am married but I been having a craving for a long time to get with a man again. It was a long time for me, last time was when I was younger and the neighbor boy and I would play with each other but...
The day after the storm, the cleanup began. Some houses had been flooded; windows were broken; tree limbs and leaves littered the town. The worst damage was to one of the bed and breakfasts; an entire section of its roof had been lost and would need fast repair, since the place was already booked up for the summer season. Fortunately, despite the property da...
Finally the play was over. All those hours he put in during hell week had finally paid off. All that was left now was the cleanup. Almost everyone left even though the director had clearly said that she wanted everybody to stay afterwards to help cleanup. Alex was the only one left in the building. He had a few naughty ideas rolling through his head one time...
No breakfast for me. Not yet, anyway. I've been peppering Tyler with questions all morning. My curiosity is at its peak, along with a real sense of stomach-churning excitement and dread. "I know." His hug is comforting. I feel like a little kid whose father is about to take him fishing for the first time. Can I touch a worm? Will I get sick on the boat? D...
A bead of sweat escaped from his helmet-covered head, rolled steadily down the side of his face and easily navigated a layer of day-old scruff. The sweat was able to drip freely as Jack remained fully concentrated while he awaited the 90-mile-per- hour pitch that was about to whip over home plate. The mental focus wasn't wholly necessary; after years of litt...
Keith spent nearly every Saturday with his history teacher, Mr. Thadaropolis. In the beginning, he told his dad that he was doing yard work and running errands for his history teacher. The forty-two year old teacher was actually married and they never went near his house. Instead, they went to a little cabin that was owned by one of Mr. Thadaropolis' friends...
All characters are over 18. This story contains bisexual and cuckolding activity as well as fetishistic name-calling. If you don't enjoy these things, this might not be the story for you. *** Porn seduced me early in life and, even as a married man, it commands part of my loyalty to this day. It happened that I became bored, or maybe just desensitized, to...
I was there for work, I don't remember the name of the motel but it was probably a Ramada Inn. I had known I was coming down to Orlando the month before and I started going to some yahoo groups for some kind of sex in Orlando, don't remember well since it was about 15 years ago. Anyway I had been chatting on the yahoo group a bit so I had a bit of a sense o...
Although I'm way back in the closet, I like hairy, masculine men. And my brother-in-law is fits my type to a "T": tall, early 30's, good looking, olive complexion, clean-shaven but with a dark heavy beard, black short hair with a slightly receding hairline, sexy brown twinkling eyes, an infectious laugh and a furry chest that makes my dick woody just think...
It felt really weird waking up beside another man in my bed. My ass was pressed against Larry's cock as I woke with his arm gently draped across my waist. It was a position to which I was accustomed with my girlfriend Sandy as she would often cuddle close to me in a spoon position in the bed. I looked over and Larry appeared to be dead to the world as I pull...