The car pulled into Scott's driveway and the two men walked into the empty home, Scott's hand around John's waist. This was uncharted territory for both of them, as Scott was not typically this handsy or affectionate with John. But this was his birthday gift and he wanted to take advantage of the situation as much as possible, delighting in making his mascul...
I grew up in a small suburban town that is home to a state university. It has a fairly large urban wilderness park on the edge of town with miles and miles of densely wooded trails. Naturally, it is great spot to go cruise for anonymous sex with men. I started going out there to cruise when I was 18. That was 30 years and hundreds of cocks and gallons and...
Scott Clark hated his whiteness. He wasn't able to articulate it exactly in that way; he claimed to be coming to terms with his submissive nature and his overwhelming desire to serve the Black race. Had he been a bit more self-aware, a bit more introspective, he could have accurately described his self-hatred as stemming from his inherent need to feel superi...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** I look pretty in my mother's clothes, I thought to myself as I stared into the mirror. An old grey skirt of wool was draped over my long legs and an orange top fitted tightly around my flat chest, only sagging where my boobs were supposed to be. I never identified as a woman but s...
I felt so vulnerable. He came and ruined my life in under 40 minutes. I had nightmares about having to stare at his cock. Nightmares about when he rubbed my spit and his cum all over my face. When I had to lick his hairy balls. And just the thought that he's got it all on camera, made me sick to my stomach. I was praying, hoping that that's all he wanted me...
I had just turned 18 a few weeks ago, and was enjoying some newly found freedom. I was a virgin and wasn't looking for any kind of homo action, but I was a little bi-curious. I was by no means camp and have never had my sexuality questioned by anyone, but when it came to the idea of sex with another guy I liked the idea of being the feminine partner to a mus...
"Honey, while I was upstairs changing, I went into our bathroom and I saw your douche bag hanging there. Are you having any kind of a problem?" Asked Brian. Setting the dinner table, Amy replied, "No I'm not but let's talk about it later. Will you tell the kids that dinner is ready?" "Sure thing", replied Brian. Later that evening after the children were...
Introduction: It's funny- a lot of times when people meet us they think Jeff is the gay one and I'm the straight one. He's not effeminate, but he is an art history major with a David Bowie obsession. He dresses like he's ready for a party at Andy Warhol's Factory at any moment. He even LOOKS gay- practically hairless and very slender, with pouty lips and h...
I stayed on my hands and knees with his dick in my mouth for a while. He watched a movie, even dozing off a bit. I just waited, I could do nothing but run over my situation in my mind. It didn't get any better. Even limb, he was big, so I was having to hold my mouth open. No way was I going to bite down. With all the control he had over me, I might not survi...
Okay so last time he had just stuck the stogie in my mouth. I was tasting my first puffs of premium cigar smoke and it was good! I took lots of quick little puffs, as if concerned about it being all the way lit, the cigar moved up and down in my mouth. I saw it jutting way out in the middle of my peripheral vision, and thought, hey, wow, I'm smoking a cigar....