Thank you for all the positive comments about the Twins. The first two chapters begin with present-day followed by a flashback, so you might enjoy things a bit more if you read the first two installments. This chapter picks up again at present day. Enjoy! I came home from work one day and checked my email to find a message from Rich. He had emailed me to s...
Sixty two year old Wallace Stone wasn't from Saratoga Springs, he was just passing through on business. When after dinner he walked through the park and stopped near the little stage where an angry young man was singing angry songs, mercifully without benefit of amplification. Most of the couple dozen or so folks who were around the performer listening didn...
We were sitting down on the only couch available. Marco’s knees were bent, with his right ankle resting atop his left knee. I was further to left and facing him when I straightened my leg and that’s pretty much all it took. Searching for a place to rest my weary feet, instead, I encountered the inside of his firm jean-clad thigh. Indeed, quite by chance, I s...
"I'm not gonna freak out, Rob," Guy assured me. "I'm just surprised, that's all..." I smiled at him again to show that, even though he was quite visibly shaken by what he was seeing, I was more than comfortable to have my son's mouth slurping up and down my large erection in front of him. At twenty-one-years-old, Jake was very accomplished at giving blowjob...
I slept VERY soundly. Bill got up to pee again about 3:30, but scooped me back into his arms the minute he climbed back into the bed. The alarm clock sounded at 6:00 am. I was awake instantly, as was Bill. As he leaned over to stifle the clock, I got a good full length view at his fully awake sexual appendage. It was stunning, and it was mine. "What would...
"Whichever of you bitches brings off the man fucking you, gets to double up in the other bitch's cunt." * * * * Eric Talbot had been a member of the Club since he was in his mid-thirties, almost 15 years ago, enjoying the variety of pleasures available at the hands, cocks and asses of its various members of staff. Neither a consummate bottom or top, he co...
Broke. Down and out in Paris. Hiding out from brutal creditors. I'm in scarily way too deep. If you wanna hear about it, the things I did, the predicament I find myself in, all you have to do is buy me a cognac... and listen, eventually I may come up with the truth, only slightly embellished. Of course, you'll never be certain which parts are true, and which...
I was a happily married 25-year-old guy living in a Monterey loft apartment with my wife of two years. Madison was a couple of years younger than I and we were enjoying all the pleasures that come with a young relationship. I worked in finance and she was just starting out at a local hospital while part-time bartending a couple of times a week to supplem...
Scared Curious: My First Weekend in Prison Note: The descriptions and accounts in this story are fictional and do not portray any actual people or events. Like many of my misadventures, this one started with well intentioned scholarly research, was exacerbated by garden variety greed, fed by unbridled lust, and resulted in both exciting memories and dee...
The neglected classic of erotica called 'Horatio Cockblower', published under what is most likely the pseudonym 'Dick Diver', is a kind of sado-erotic version of CS Forester, set in maritime Napoleonic days. It is geographically incorrectly subtitled 'a tale from down-under', unless that's intended as a pun on the genital zones? In their exhaustive study of...