My name is Earl Dickins (bald headed black guy, 6'1, 295 pounds) and to be honest, I don't even know how to begin this little tale of mine. Hell, you probably wouldn't even believe me if I did tell you. I'm the eighteen year old son of Dr. Clyve B Dickins, world renowned scientist on the subject of human cloning. While the vast majority of the medical commu...
*Author's Note: All characters in this story are over 18 years old. If you are a particularly religious and/or Catholic, I suggest that you do not read this. It involves a nun. Dana, 28, wasn't always a nun. Five years ago, she was engaged to a wonderful man named Jack and working at the local hospital. She often thought about her life before the nunne...
It was Saturday afternoon and Paul was looking forward to a game of amateur rugby with his buddies. It always made him feel good chasing around the field and he enjoyed all the physical contact because he didn't have any sex life to speak of. And afterwards, in the showers, he could drink in the beauty of all those free swinging dicks and chunky arses to fue...
I was feeling rather horny the other night and decided to check out this little park that I visit from time to time hoping to find a little man to man action. There is one very attractive and smallish built man that I see there on occasion, and he was there lurking in the shadows when I arrived. He is a small, but finely built man with a very beautiful body...
Coach Smith was balls deep inside his 19 year old red headed fuck puppet when everyone in the shower started groaning. Water splashed against the milky white skin over Cory's muscular back. The coach shoved his fat red cock in and out of Cory's tight ass. The skin of his shaft pulled tight back and forth as he thrust in and out the young man's butt. Cory's h...
David looked into Peter's face; there was no one between them now. Peter opened his eyes filled with tears. He looked at David and for the first time understood David's feelings for him all through his life, his possessiveness, his care, his tenderness, his silent love for him. The tears ran down his face. David licked Peter's tears tasting the saltiness....
We had know each other for two years before anything ever happened between us, but he never knew how I felt towards him. Our friendship was nothing to special just the occasional hanging out and text every day or so. My feeling for him had recently developed when he split with his girlfriend of four months. Now I had been bi since I could tell the difference...
WARNING: This story contains words that may be offensive to some readers. As they are not the author's point of view, such words were used liberally in basic training, especially back in the seventies. And I assure you, oh savvy reader, the story is fictional. All characters are over 18. This is basic military training of a very different kind. * I said n...
Those words echoed in my ear. "Same thing tomorrow" As I lay naked on the shower room floor, I was finally alone. He had left, I was still breathless and I could still taste his sweet cum. My own erection was begging for attention, and it didn't take long before I was spurting my own cum all over me. As I got into my car, I sat in the drivers seat wonde...
It was the merest glance, a glimmer of recognition on my part. And, I was sure, on his. Across a crowded bar, lively and raucous on a Friday night, bodies moving and writhing, our eyes met for a split second that seemed to last for minutes but must have been over in a flash. I'd been spotted. In a gay bar. By one of my dad's golf buddies. There was no dou...