It had been more than a month since I had witnessed my son, Rory, making love to his college roommate, Greg, and several weeks since I had spoken with Greg about his first sexual experiences with Rory. I knew that Greg ached to tell me more about their lovemaking, but it frightened me. After all, I was Rory's mother and should not know the details of his sex...
Although essentially a very true story, I am a firm advocate of safe sex and for fantasy purposes have omitted the wearing and use of a condom and lube which took place. We had visited most of the bars in the small French town we lived in but never the one nearest our house as we had mistakenly believed it was only a trendy restaurant but one day found ours...
I was eighteen, let's say, the first time I tasted cock. I dropped to my knees, fumbled nervously with the zip, glanced up for a second at his face, and then pulled his soft cock out into the air. I stared at it and I thought: I must be gay. It looked amazing. Maybe four inches long, not so soft anymore, with a tuft of light brown hair above it, a few wisps...
The Ranchero was a bull-riding bar, complete with sawdust and peanut shells on the floor and a twangy country and western voice singing a "girl done gone up and left me" song assaulted a raucous crowd of men from the rafters. The basement club was set smack dab in the middle of Manhattan, but you'd never know it was there—unless you were a gay male, cruised,...
Warning: This document contains Adult Material. If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now! If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal and you would not be offended by the content of this story. ***** David couldn't believe how easy it was to con...
I flopped over, the bedroom was stuffy...I looked out the door and Sam hadn't moved...his load still shined in the light from the window over the futon. Rob had tossed off the blanket. I slid outta bed and opened the curtains on my bedroom window, opening it to the night air...and light. Sam turned his face towards me as I lay back down and gave me a thumb u...
My name is Brock. I'm a 25-year-old, average guy. I lift weights a lot, so I have jacked arms and generally a bodybuilder's physique. Girls usually love my body and I get hit on a lot at the gym, but I'm actually gay. Nothing gets me harder than a guy who is more muscular and bigger than I am, preferably someone with a big, muscular bubble butt and huge arms...
Just back from my freshman year of college, I come home to an empty house. My parents had been on an anniversary vacation I wasn't invited too. In college, I began to find myself. I started partying, working out, nailing girls left and right. I finally had confidence. My body was tall and slightly muscular. I had a decent set of abs and a nice patch of p...
The cab came to a stop outside Corbey's building. "You should wear some shoes asshole!" the gruff taxi driver extolled teary eyed Simon, as the fem boy gathered his two bags from the back seat of the cab. "Oh please!" is all he could mutter as he stumbled barefoot up the steps to Corbey's place and impatiently, urgently banged on his door. Corbey opened the...
How did he get here, he had thought, slinging the skinned pig carcass over his shoulder. Lucius Papirius had been the hero of the 9th Legion. Over three storied tours he had aided in he conquering of the northern Barbarian lands and rescued the kidnapped son of a nobleman. His name was sung in the songs of that conquest and the children of the Abentine insis...