Thursday April 16th On Monday I was on a job interview at our local supermarket. I think it went really well. They promised to e-mail me later this week. I've been applying for a job for several months but without success. I don't really care what kind of job it is, as long as I get paid. It's really frustrating going day to day without doing basically any...
(Written by request for a satin fetish story by James A.) The music swells and the lights dim under the big tent, as the excitement builds in the audience and the buzzing conversations subside with the rising expectation that something—something special—is about to happen. Strobing lights and laser beams come up, gyrating around on the floor below and under...
I'm a shy, smallish, slightly pudgy from my waist down, a bit wider in the hips, butt and rounder legs, small delicate hands and feet. I think I'm a very passable nubile little Japanese girl, with shoulder length black hair, small nose, full lips, long lashes, and a tiny penis, and obviously flat chested. This summer, my Mom divorced my kinky Dad, for someon...
"Auburn and curly, you say?" "Yes," I answer after a moment, after the directness and shock had dissipated, both embarrassed and being turned on—but trying just to convey the embarrassed part. I'd played tennis with our new, young neighbor, and, the day being hot and wanting to be friendly to the new guy on the block, I'd readily agreed to go home with him...
Last year I discovered my enjoyment of gay sex. I'm Richard, a 45-year old married father of two teenage girls and a senior manager with a multinational company. I'd been increasingly interested in the idea of other men for months, and I finally got to live out my fantasies in a debauched night with two young German lads in Hamburg. After that night I knew...
I knew the moment the cute little blond twink strolled into my storefront gym that I was going to have him, but by the way he shrank away from me and trembled a bit when I approached him, I also knew I would have to prepare for that moment well. "Hi, I'm Rod." I said pleasantly. "I run this place and act as personal trainer. And who are you and what are you...
It all started when I was reassigned to a new project at work. I was still fairly new and not very comfortable yet with the office culture. The jerk that I worked with on the last project was difficult, and did not do too much to make me feel secure in my new position. In fact, I almost lost my job because of him. Thank god he flunked the random drug test. N...
Walking home from professor Summers' office was one of the most embarrassing, humbling, humiliating and EROTIC experiences of my life. It was about a 25 minute walk through the south end of campus to my dorm and I was wearing only a short pair of blue mesh shorts which I had sweated through and used to wipe up multiple loads of cum. Professor Summers had kep...
It was a few days before Len saw Albert again. He'd gone to the club as usual on a couple of evenings and when Albert didn't show he started to get a sinking feeling that a line had been crossed that had damaged their friendship. He had watched the films he'd been lent and they'd had the same affect on him as at Alberts, but it was always the memory of what...
* Jeff * Timothy and I hadn't seen or spoken to one another in more than six years. He still looked fantastic, impeccably dressed, with his beard close-trimmed. He was always fanatical about keeping his facial hair perfectly groomed, I remembered. He looked surprised and amused, and I suddenly realized I was standing almost naked in front of him. "Timothy!...