The fishing village where you were born is quiet, peaceful, and utterly, utterly... dull. Strong men and women drop by regularly, keeping the markets moving and the people happy, bringing with them not just coin but stories of their exploits in the larger world outside. Growing up on these stories, you decided at an early age that as soon as you were able y...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. Paul Carson removed his examination gown and began to dress as he listened to his Doctor telling him about his lab tests. "Paul, ev...
[This is a sequel to "You go first," Jake said. Thanks to Ken Nitsua for editing.] *** I woke up Sunday morning tired and sweaty. I'd tossed and turned all night, sleep barely coming at all, and then only in brief spurts. A bad dream about college had bothered me. In the dream I was naked in the gym showers, surrounded by fully-dressed classmates calling m...
Jarred is on his way to the audition, jarred for sure, traumatized from the way Darnell had handled him and soaked the young white stud in his Nubian essence. When he starts to feel angry and used he realizes that it was his idea and that he, much to his chagrin, got off hard at the twisted scene. Mess with the bull and you get the horns, and oh did Jarred...
He told me no. He only said it once, just once, and it didn't really hold much significance to me. There wasn't enough feeling in his voice to make me consider taking the request seriously. Just a sharp whisper, a frightened tug on my wrist, and then he stopped. His hands fell lifeless to the mattress and he was still, his frantically heaving chest the only...
I slept very soundly that night. It was a combination of the alcohol and that I was feeling more comfortable about being bi. I woke up with a stiff cock and was feeling very horny which was probably partly due to the erotic dreams I had had overnight about sucking off men with big cocks. Despite this, I still thought I was only bi and that I'd probably go...
We had decided to meet in my room that evening, the last of the conference. I had changed into a robe and my lounging pants. Paul knocked at the door and I opened it. With him stood a short, slender young guy who looked to be nineteen or twenty at most. He was really hot, and Paul whispered," I thought you might enjoy joining us." Of course; certainly after...
I met her during college. The body shape was almost perfect, hourglass-like, an almost comical, yet undeniably sexy image that seemed to come out of how some sex-starved 90s artist would draw an objectified female. Disproportionately large breasts, a soft, pliant ass, smooth skin and shapely legs. It's like she was born to be fucked, but her personality was...
I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when reading the story. I hope you find it as stimulating reading as...
Whilst this story is true, I have changed names to protect friends identities. Hope you enjoy! *** This happened about 4 years ago. I have a best friend, Daniel whom I still to this day regularly hang out with. I've known him since the start of high school and we've been through adult life together. Our relationship has always been pretty close, but be...