From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...
When I turned 18, I started getting hemorrhoids from time-to-time. They would come, it would be painful for a day and then they would pass uneventfully, so I thought nothing of them. As time went on, they began to come a little more often and be a little more painful, so I bought a tube of Preparation H. That made things pass quickly and pretty painlessly ag...
"Still hurt, Sequence?" Tulip asked as she helped him wash the next morning. "My arms are ok. My side still hurts a bit. A little tear. I'll be ok." Sequence replied quietly. "You nervous?" Daffodil said. "Can't walk in those shoes. I'll fall, he'll be angry." "Small, high steps." "High?" "Yeah, lift your knees high but keep the steps small." "Ok, I c...
The clear, blatant fact that another man wants to push his hard cock into your ass has a way of seizing a man's thoughts. I certainly didn't want to fuck him, or any man. A psychological barrier on my end of the stick, apparently. When it came to fucking, my cock pointed straight to women. But... A man fucking me? Ideas of what it would feel like, do to me,...
About ten days after the first time, I got an opportunity to watch Fred and Tom go at it again. This time started when I driving home after running some errands. As I drove past Fred's house, I saw Tom's car parked in the driveway. I immediately started to get excited at the thought of what was probably going on inside the house. After I dropped off the ca...
It's been years since I've been on the Internet regularly for sex/porn but recently I've been motivated by what I've seen to write about my first homosexual experience, which happened about 8 years ago, when I was 22. I met Steve in a chat room. He lives a few towns away. He was 38 and divorced. He explained how he wished he had known more about his homosex...
I stood in the hot stream of water for what seemed like an eternity, relaxing and reflecting on the amazing feelings that had just jolted my body. I guess I’m an official bisexual now. Or just a plain old sexual. Fuck labels. I smiled as I rinsed the last of the soap from my body. I was in a hurry to get up to my room and meet my new friend in his room a lit...
Strange Days 2: Hospital hot bed Editor's note: I find that my characters are victims, unable to control their circumstances, surprised at what they do. They feel ashamed that they didn't avoid these situations and worse, let themselves give in to pleasures they couldn't understand. John is one of them and after the experience with Lars, the trucker, finds...
As a middle management staff member of a large public utility, I interact with a wide variety of men and women from all ranks and departments. Permit me to introduce myself. My name is George Ford. I have made many friendships. In particular, this story concerns a police officer who I regularly meet with concerning all sorts of issues ranging from maintainin...
The PFC's knees slammed hard into the flimsy divider, his hands gripping the top of the stall wall in an effort to remain standing. I was on the other side of the stall, seated on the toilet with the PFC's black cock filling my mouth with his cum. He was the second soldier in the last half hour to feed his cock to me through this glory hole. As soon as my mo...