I was getting my ass fucked every single night now. Raw and hard. My landlady Delores would give me a quizzical look every time she saw me coming home, arm in arm with a new gay boy fuck friend. What I used to hide, I now flaunted. I was looking like the ultimate slut. Feverishly sexual in my skintight painted on low rise jeans, loud skimpy club wear top...
[Requested by dmmc] The young black bull was seated on the bench press in the dim light of the after-hours gym, back pressed to the reclining back support, hands gripping the narrow hips of the smaller, older man flexibly draped above him, facing away from him, and pulling the thin, wiry frame of the sub off and on his monster cock. Who would have known, th...
Special Thanks to madam_tasha for amazing editing and assistance. I sat on the motel bed feeling a nervous excitement. "This will do just fine," I thought to myself, as I looked around the cheap, seedy room. It was relatively clean but had definitely seen better days. The carpet, an ugly pale green, was worn and faded from years of use. An oddly patterned...
At the end of a long night of fucking, after Jim had finished thrashing out his repressed frustrations on my ass and his orgasm had drained away his wrath; along with a flood of his semen into my exhausted hole. He would look into my eyes and smile a wicked little smile. I would move the world to see that wicked little smile again today. I first met Jim at...
Another Saturday night and I needed a blow job. I quickly showered, pulled on my new black nylon bikini briefs and set off to my local bar to see what I could pick up. The bar was busy, but no Saturday night bait caught my eye. Half an hour later I was ready to leave when two very drunk studs staggered in and ordered a couple of drinks at the bar. "Two vo...
Jack looks over the HYPNO-APP on his phone; with sunglasses, of course. The mid-aged and handsome silver fox looks at his very old pocket watch that he USUALLY uses for hypnosis. Jack has been practicing kinky hypnosis for years, and it's been his favorite fetish since he was a teenager. But hypnosis hasn't always been easy at all; just getting a guy into a...
"Dude..." Calvin whispered. "What... the... fuck...?" I tried to stand, but my legs were shaky. I covered my genitals with my underwear. I tried to look up at him, but I couldn't make eye contact. My face was bright red. "Alright, man," Calvin said quietly. "I'm gonna let you clean this up and then get out of my house. I don't want to know what was going o...
This is a story that involves fetish, hardcore sex. The themes are going to be extreme. This is your only warning.What's next? Fuck Yeah What's next? Fuck Yeah...
After leaving high school I did some triathlons and the leg that scared me the most was swimming. I was an OK swimmer but not great and not confident at the kind of distances required in the longer triathlons. So I spent a fair bit of time swim training at the local aquatic center. The pool was a city run center with a fifty meter outdoor olympic sized pool...
I berated myself for weeks thereafter for not having given more thought to what had bothered me about what happened in the lounge at Jacob's ranch. Later my lieutenant, Burton Kahn, repeatedly told me that it worked out for the best that I'd let it slip my mind—and I hadn't even told him what the trying circumstances were that made it fall out of my thinking...