For a fifty year old he aged well and soon enough after months of flirting over social media, and skyping, he'd invited me on a date to meet up with each other. I was only twenty one but at his age, Hank had managed to talk his way in to many meets ups with me online that transformed in to meets ups face to face. He was a sly and very charming man who made m...
Authors note: sorry for the wait. The last version was rejected for smut. And the one afterwards. ***** I lay in bed naked and panting, feeling the traces of orgasm pulse through my veins, better than what usually pulsed through there. I turned over and saw the sleeping face of my boyfriend of six months, Garland. His naturally feminine features were beaut...
The following is a true story. I first saw another man's cock in college. I had stumbled on a black man cruising in a campus restroom. He was in a stall masturbating, waiting for guys to come in. I didn't know what cruising was at the time. I thought he was just minding his own business, stroking himself, which is exactly what I came in there to do. So I s...
Steve Cahill grinned with a certain nasty pleasure at the idea of what he might do with his new slave. The poor fellow had to shower to clean up from the scat and golden showers frequently forced on him. He frankly stank like a sewer, if Steve were to be honest with Eve, the man's sadistic Mistress/wife. He gathered that poor Adam had suffered a great deal...
"Come on in, Baby." That felt weird. But, it should have been expected. The way we talked before I now stood knocking on his door step. The things about the deepest, darkest parts of my mind that I had shared. It was my first time with him, but we had talked a great deal about the things we wanted. I had been with men before, I just wasn't used to being any...
It had been the tipping point. We both knew what it was, we both knew it was wrong but I wanted him and he wanted me. I was a swim coach, he, a contractor. For weeks now we had been secretly eyeing one another. He and his crew were renovating the gym. We still used it, I still came to practice in my speedo, the same as the team wore. Like any other diver, my...
Avery indeed was bushed when he dragged home after work on Friday, February 14th. He'd been right that he'd have been in no mood to drive to Virginia Beach and then back to south of Norfolk to party all night. Would he have been as reluctant to do that twenty years ago? He didn't want to think about that. He almost tripped over the package leaning against h...
Hello, how are you? It's been a long time. I remember wantonly looking back at you as I invitingly positioned myself on my black leather settee, spread my arse and waited for the exhilaration of your cock entering me. I needed your thick arms to wrap around my beating chest. Those kisses we had exchanged after I had invited you to my home were so deep and...
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 hadn't planned on letting Masters get to me—it was perhaps the last thing I'd ever say I'd do. He didn't fool me a bit, the pompous, egotistical user. But there was a reason he was able to bend so many to his will. He had charisma. He also could fuck like no one else I'd ever met. I only found that out by a crooked route, though. One night, three weeks in...