Living in a military town you'll see loads of servicemen wandering around with nothing to do. They're new to the place. They don't know anybody. Most importantly, they're lonely. Not to make it sound as if I'm exploiting that loneliness, but I do sometimes find myself benefitting from their quiet desperation for companionship. If it matters I've been on th...
It started off as a laugh, but now things seemed to be getting out of hand. Two married guys fooling around together after a night on the piss and I'd ended up tied to a dining room chair and was about to be blindfolded. We'd agreed that blindfolding me and tying me up would make it more exciting for both of us. The restraint was to make it feel kind of non-...
Authors Note: I have recently started a new story series called 'Dan'. The 'Dan' in that series, and the 'Dan' in this series are not the same person. 'Dan' in this series is total fiction, whereas 'Dan' in the other series is real, and that is his real name. ************************************************** The question to me "Did I want to clean his coc...
It all began when I was hitching through rural North Carolina back in the early 1970s. I was a young, tight feminine looking man. Light brown hair and long legs. My eyelashes are naturally long and people have said I have eyes like a girl. I was in the navy and that particular day I was wearing my uniform as we did in those days while on liberty. I watched...
My intention was to find Watson and Abberline without delay. If indeed Braithwaite's unfortunate demise was a purely singular event I needed to clear the matter from an ever complicating playing field. Much deeper events were afoot, Mycroft and Moriarty's involvement behoove deep contemplation and a clean slate was the utmost imperative. The cabby stopped...
Bobby made me his faggot with his legs. My smooth-skinned, skinny-legged 18-year-old high school buddy wrestled me one day, dominating me totally in his brutal scissor holds and "forcing" me to have sex with him. I say it that way because I was just waiting for the chance to be his and in wrestling and squeezing me half to death in his powerful young legs th...
He kept going on about how hard-up he was. How he hadn't had his cock up an arse for however long it was and how his balls were so blue that a fart would get him off. Me and Biggsy kept laughing at how desperate he was acting but I kind of felt sorry for him in a stupid sort of way. Smithy's the only bender we know in our dead-end little town, and it can't...
It felt odd for my son and me to be squatting naked together, his back rubbing against mine, but I was sure it must feel even stranger for his best mate Marcus who was lying out on our front room carpet, facing upwards at our two splayed bums and pressing the twinned heads of a double-ended dildo against each of our arseholes. It wasn't the most typical Sat...
I looked at the clock. It was going on for three. At this rate, I was going to need half a jar of coffee to get me going in the morning. I'd been enjoying having horny thoughts about the first time I'd hooked up with Marcus, and it had been nice to lie here snuggling into his back and rubbing my dick against his bum while I'd played through it in my head. I...
Looking back now, if I had known that there was such a thing as bisexuality I would've been able to accept my life a whole lot easier. Instead I was constantly at odds with myself. I was falling in love with the most beautiful young woman I had ever known. Yet here I was... I love the preparing for my man as much as I love the actual act of being with my ma...