Dear readers, in my Werewolf tale, the 'Were' live openly among humans. The primary character, Juliana Macon lived her entire life as a human, until suppressing her wolf, caused a negative impact on her emotionally. She began to accept her need for her wolf after deciding to live with other 'Were' in the community of Panola Mountain. The dilemma she contin...
Note to readers: If you don't like IR, gay male, and cuckold stories please move on. You can jack off to some one else's imagination. My stories aren't required reading. And yes, I know. I'm a twisted fuck. Lastly, I never sucked a cock. I was merely posing for dirty pictures. ***** Two years after I sucked my first load of cum from Jim's cock and then w...
Mitsho stepped out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his midsection and moving to the bathroom sink to prepare for the night. Drops of water drizzled down his corded shoulders, making lines down his chiseled stomach. He was proud of his body; he worked very hard to be the strongest. Strong mind, strong body and strong desires . . . He opened a carve...
Introduction: It's funny- a lot of times when people meet us they think Jeff is the gay one and I'm the straight one. He's not effeminate, but he is an art history major with a David Bowie obsession. He dresses like he's ready for a party at Andy Warhol's Factory at any moment. He even LOOKS gay- practically hairless and very slender, with pouty lips and h...
Everybody was decked out in cowboy boots, jeans, and bandannas at the afternoon barbecue. Of course, Derek with his sleeveless button-up shirt, tight jeans (with a big buckle belt), and cowboy boots looked like the Playgirl cover model for the cowboys issue. Everyone watched him swagger around the patio. Karen gave him a cowboy hat, and every gay guy and str...
He always threatened me with being exposed to my coworkers, to the world as the sissy I am to him. Usually it was part of what I thought was his dirty talk, sex talk. He'd tease me with it. He'd be deep inside of me, slow fucking me, talking dirty into my ear. Or he'd have me restrained and be masturbating me as part of 'my reward', as he called it, and woul...
He looked round. He saw the usual Saturday night crowd. He thought, who can I use tonight? Would that thin femme over there with the red hair like to do it to me while I'm doing it to him/her? How about Mr. Cowboy to the right of her/him at the bar. Tough looker, sure, but the Stetson is pure white and perfectly trimmed and creased and new as yesterday wishe...
He was, simply put, exotic. Tall, lean, athletic, with skin so dark and smooth. He moved with cat like grace, and the sweat of the gym glistened on his face. We exchanged knowing glances in the locker room, and he gave me a glimpse of his naked form, causing my own body to stir in anticipation of the pleasures he intimated. We met in the parking lot and he...
"I'll make you a bet," Giovanni said. I looked over at him hesitantly. "I bet you our team will win tonight," he said, and I thought about it, our team never wins, though. "But our team never wins." I said, and he smirked. "What are the terms of this bet?" I asked. "If you win you get a hundred dollars. If I win you have to do whatever I want for an enti...
Having had one great black cock experience a few years ago, I had been on a quest to find the right black man to broaden my experience with. I have not wanted to just do casual sex, not even one night stands, but rather to have more than just the cock and ass connection, even having some sense of lovemaking about it. The man I found, Henri, a "Bi" black gent...