I'm a middle aged married guy and this is a true story of me in Indiana. I would appreciate any comments or thoughts that you have to offer. * I belong to a health club in town here like so many of the other businessmen. This club seems to cater to a more upscale clientele, lawyers, doctors, business executives and the like. It's a good place to go for lun...
There wasn't much choice as far as off-campus housing went. I knew I didn't want to stay in the dorms, no matter how much my friends ribbed me for becoming a recluse; no amount of college camaraderie made up for shitting in a stall next to a complete stranger for four years. I also didn't want to get a boner in front of some hot guy passing through who had t...
The afterparty was finally wearing down as people started to either head home or pass out on the couch, floor, or whatever else seemed comfortable enough for a good night's sleep. Most of the attendees would remember the night as one of dancing, good food, spending time with friends, things of that nature. Certain others, however, would remember it as a nigh...
Copyright 2007 by the author. * When my cell phone finally rang about 4 o'clock I almost dropped it in my haste to answer. I finally got the right button pressed, and heard his voice for the first time in five years. "Mike?" Ethan said. "How are you doing, buddy?" I had to swallow hard before I could talk. My heart was pounding so loud I was sure he coul...
Author's Note: This story told in,"Becoming a Cock Slut" a two part series, my first submissions to Literotica was based on actual experiences from my life in the late 1960's. This story is a scenario that I have fantasized about, but has not yet happened. Maybe someday.... I am a 70 year old man who has fond memories of my late teens. It was a safer tim...
It had been a couple of months since my guy, Jeff, hosted a poker night and I was the special item on the menu. We talked about that night openly and without issues, often using it as inspiration for our own sex life. One night after a couple of glasses of wine, he said he would like to have Derrick over - perhaps for a bottle of wine and a movie. Derrick w...
I was fascinated by Geoffrey from the start. It started when I read his bio on the matchmaking site. The text said he was a mature gay single man looking for connection. He was open to friends, but his ultimate goal was a committed relationship. The interests he listed were genteel and showed education and culture. His photo was "G" rated and showed a man o...
I'm not your typical bottom. Let's get that clear right now. Yes, I like sucking a nice dick and getting my hole fill. I only do it on my own terms. I'm going to get what I want, how I want it. You better obey or suffer the consequences. Some call me a bossy bottom, but I'm more than that. Much more than that. I'm an alpha male, a dominate bottom. I'm an ape...
It's Saturday and I don't feel like being bothered. My not so little twenty something keeps texting me. He wants to see me again tonight. I haven't decided if I'm in the mood yet. I can't let these tops have what they want when they want it. I give him coy, I'll think about it responses. When I'm in the gym he sends me a pic of his hard dick. My hole twitche...
It was actually a relief when we packed up the campsite and drove home. I was horny for Paul's and Will's cocks the whole time. I tried to sate my hunger at the bathroom at the campgrounds, but only got to suck cock one more time before we left, the same long skinny cock that I'd sucked before. I still didn't know who he was. Mom remarked on my moodiness se...