Chapter One I was on my way to the cottage after several years' absence. I had just inherited the place from my grandparents. On the weekend I was going to be 28 years of age, single and very excited about seeing my summer childhood haunt. I loved our country refuge. The cottage was built in the early 40's by my dad and grandad. They scavenged material to...
Part 1 ending A text arrived. Toilets, Tuesday 11am, wear shorts & a T-shirt, nothing else. I smiled, I had just the pair. Navy blue Adidas running shorts with a slit up each side right to the waistband. They were a relic of the 70's when shorts were short. The elastic was loose, they would fall to the floor at the slightest touch. Roll on Tuesday -----...
I just want to start by saying I haven't had much experience writing erotica and this is just a way for me to deal with my lust without actually masturbating. On that note, please feel free to offer criticism and ways to improve but I beseech you to do so gently. And yes, I agree, I'm writing this disclaimer to absolve myself of all cardinal sins of erotic w...
"Man, what's he doing in there? I've got to piss like a racehorse." Rick said to Darryl. They were talking about Bruce who'd been in the lavatory for the past few minutes. Rick, Darryl, Gary, Warren and Bruce were all spending the evening at Darryl's house. Their respective wives had all met the fall before at a support group for women who couldn't bear ch...
All participants are over 18. This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex. ***** "Oh, yeah, baby, now I'm gonna come in that pretty mouth of yours!" It didn't matter if the muscles in his jaw were cramping from exhaustion or his knees hurt. Travis knew his duty was to continue pleasuring the cock even as it erupted in his mouth. The first viscous wad...
"This is a fantasy about a man being taken by other men, if you're not into such fantasies please don't leave negative feedback." ***** I'm traveling again. This is my busy season as a photographer, March through November. It's been a very good year so far and I finally made it down to Cocoa Beach, FL for a shoot at Ron Jon surfboard shop. Why these out of...
* This is a fantasy of mine and involves some forced sex and is written in a looser style than you may be accustomed to. I only mention that for those who may not be interested in male - male action and were expecting the next great novel. Let's get started with Chapter 2.. So, there I am; lying on my damp basement floor on my upper back, my legs are tie...
I was getting used to living alone for the most part. I'm not one of those people that needs to be in a crowd. I've always been the type that enjoys being alone and as the old saying goes, I may be alone but I'm never lonely. As far as lives go, I've lived a blessed life. I've been in love 5 times in my life and of those 5 times I managed to get married twi...
In the Summer of 1970... Charlie was heading off to college out west, while I was going to school nearer my home, and when we met on the day before he was flying out, I was filled with mixed emotions. I had known Charlie since kindergarten, and we had been best friends all of those years, sharing laughter and tears as we grew up. Now we were parting, and e...
I used to travel for business quite a bit. It was usually a whirlwind of activity -one town, then a few hours later, another. I know I had a hectic life and it never seemed to slow down. But sometimes, things happen that kinda make you pause and rethink your situation. I was in this good-sized town called Cedar Creek. I had only stopped because I was just t...