This is a semi-autobiographical story, taking place in the middle 1970s. I hope readers find it as exciting as I did to write it. Please respond with comments. * I was driving home one night long ago, and decided to stop in a magazine store that was open late. I was hoping to buy a Penthouse magazine I think. The girlie magazines were in the back of the st...
My usual searches for porn on the Internet are for men cumming on women, preferably on their face, mouth, and tits. Over the years I've developed some sort of fetish for this, possibly because I hardly ever get a blowjob from my wife and I yearn for a blowjob so much and think it is just wonderful that some women are willing and thoroughly enjoy pleasing the...
Arriving right at the bathhouse's opening time on Tuesday, the sky dark enough to think that rain would be arriving soon, the entrance was busy. 5 stacked bundles of the latest edition of a free local gay magazine were outside the door. Going in, before I could mention the delivery, a man with a blue t-shirt that read "I like face fucking - ask me" brushed b...
There's nothing quite as dark as being out in the country around midnight on a hot summer night. Without the street lights and the neon illumination of civilization, the pitch blackness takes a little getting used to, which is why I was walking slowly and carefully down the steps of the back porch of my Uncle and Aunt's house. I couldn't see my hand in fron...
Every 4th of July, I travel from my downtown loft to my sister's vacation homes on Thomas Hill Reservoir, an expansive lake in north central Missouri. The lake, which is huge and placid, is virtually unknown. On any given 4th, there are a half dozen or fewer boats on the water, in stark contrast to the more bacchanialian and busier Ozarks two hours to the so...
I walked along the breach for a few miles to get away from other bathers and sun seekers. After I passed the deserted section the beach, I continued for about another mile and eventually found and settled at an isolated spot near the plant growth about fifty feet back from the waterline. I spread out a wide beach towel, stripped all my clothes off and went i...
I felt guilt-ridden, taking pleasure from staring at the cute guy's cock. In any case, I reasoned, it was his own fault for wearing a wide-legged, boxer-style swimsuit; and therefore, I was entitled to continue admiring his jewels with impunity. It was very early when I got to the beach. There was hardly anybody else there. I had lain on my blanket to take...
I've always enjoyed going to bachelor parties and watching the entertainment. I particularly like watching the girls strip down and the games they play with the audience like licking whip cream from their tits or playing "feed the kitty". The girls are usually fun and nobody gets hurt with a little erotic entertainment. Recently my close friend Jeff asked m...
Disclaimer: Some readers are going to be surprised that there will be some oral sex involving a curious older male and a curious younger male! If you don't understand the nature of sexual curiosity please don't read any further. If, on the other hand you do and want to offer constructive criticism, please do. I welcome any and all comments that will help me...
Author's note: This is what I hope is only the first installment of me and my three stepbrothers, how I became their sex toy, their slut. Future installment will depend on what they want me to do, and on the reaction I get from you, the readers. Reference to ages has been omitted, so either assume the characters are of age, or use your imaginations and fill...