Frank rolled off and slumped into the pillows piled against the headboard. "Whew," he said, halfway sitting up. "That's a good way to work up a thirst." I noticed the glistening sheen of sweat on his skin. It made him look even sexier. "Why don't you go grab me a couple of beers.....Oh yeah......There's some wine in the fridge and glasses are in the firs...
A Cruising Life Ch. O7 As always, thanks for reading my stories. All comments are welcome and encouraged. After being in Louisville for about three years, work caused me to move again. This time the destination was North Carolina. Specifically, the area around Greensboro, High Point and Winston-Salem. If the Louisville and Southern Indiana area was a fert...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
I was in my early twenties and had been with a few guys, some multiple times, others as one-time-things. I was feeling a bit more confident with the experience I had gained and knew what I liked and what I didn't like and the main thing I liked was much older, dominant, total top men, with high sex drives. That's not to say I was a total submissive. I had pl...
"Come on," he said, leading the way into the living room that I had seen from the door. It had a nice view of the garden in which a gardener was tending to some bushes in the far corner. My face was still covered with Roberts cum, and Robert wasn't wearing anything except a t-shirt, but the prospect of being seen by the gardener like this didn't seem to worr...
Those of you who read my account of my first taste of gay sex will may remember that I had something of a baptism of fire – tied up, dressed in my girlfriend's sister's underwear in a local field, where I was forced to deepthroat a stranger before swallowing first his cum, then mine and finally some of his piss. Well, that remains my best ever sexual experi...
"Yeah, how about fixing us something to eat Jon," said Mr. Wolfe as he withdrew his heavy flaccid cock from my mouth and plopped himself down to lean against the headboard. "Yes sir. I'll see what I can do," I replied as I sat up and eased myself off the bed. I was still amazed that this man in his mid-50's was planning on giving me another load. He had dum...
TRUE STORY - Another day of Sexual Psychology 367 was drawing to an end as professor Summers was finishing his lecture notes and assigning the reading for the weekend. I couldn't help watch the bends in his country club slacks and the way the suit coat hugged his tight buttocks as he swayed at the podium. Professor Summers was in his early 50's, but was st...
After my last story about my oral adventures in Las Vegas, I really worried about what I had done and dreaded catching anything from the experience. I realized how stupid I was, but the Jim Beam and those hard ready cocks just got the best of me. I was drunk and high on alcohol, cocks, cum and the whole luscious evening. I really enjoyed myself and knew that...
If you've never visited Trondheim, Norway, you should, particularly if you're a student, more particularly if you're a gay student. It is a beautiful, rocking university town about 500 k from Oslo on the west coast. During the summer, there's almost no night; during the winter, the climate is surprisingly mild. It's filled with history and home to one of the...