As we undressed for bed, Alex said to me, "I feel kind of sorry for Danny." "Sorry for him? You're kidding me!" It was hard to believe he would feel anything but mistrust for my ex. He hadn't been keen on Danny visiting us, and sure as hell hadn't been comfortable with him staying over with us for the night. "No I do," he insisted. "Being holed up in that...
Before I gave my first blowjob, I'd had a few experiences with guys, where I played with one guy's cock for a while before he stroked me off and another instance where I sucked a guy for a little while before he got me off. In both cases the guys seemed more satisfied than I was. But I never got the chance to pursue taking another guy's load. However, one ni...
The struggle had been uneven from the start. Although priding myself on my gym-honed fitness, my basic strength was just no match for his mature powerful physique. No matter how many times I tried to escape from the giant double bed he would just catch hold of me and haul me back again. In the end I could only conclude he was playing with me. He could overpo...
Some 30 years ago I wrote, with pen and paper, a long history of my gay sexual experiences, from my first sexual fumblings – right up to the day of writing. Then I added events and chapters as they happened for the next ten years or so, ceasing only when time and freedom ran out and then I found out all about computers so I transferred everything into electr...
Up to now, this was a night to remember. I was, for the first time in my life, controlled and used by a man. I had just sucked my first cock. I had just eaten my first load. I was now wearing a slut collar. Needless to say, I was wet and eager to continue. On the other hand, I also knew that my wife would leave me. The photos and text that she just receive...
Chapter 8 -- For What It's Worth The address Glauvas gave him led Cam to an older neighborhood with narrow alleys shadowed by window gardens that dripped greenery and orange flowers. Flowers could not mask the faint odor of sewage and rot from the stagnant canals he crossed on bridges of stairs. The non-descript building presented a plain face to the street...
I pulled a pair of low-rise shorts and a sports shirt out of the closet, put them on, leaving the sports shirt open and not tucked into the shorts, and padded down to the hotel reception desk to start the process of reporting I'd been ripped off, was temporarily destitute, and needed help to start the process of canceling cards and replenishing my funds. I w...
I've always been wild...the wild one in my family, at school...I regularly got grounded, got called out...got pulled back. Maybe it was just timing but I learned a valuable lesson my 12th summer...at church. My family is religious. One sunny Sunday at church, I couldn't sit still. The fidgets and squirms were constant. My mom hand me in her grip. I saw birds...
As I drove toward Sir Steve's home, the exhilaration of our first meeting played and replayed in my head - causing blood to fill what I had already come to think of as His cock. The growth cramped His large balls, and I fidgeted but resisted touching, as I had promised Sir Steve that I would not touch His private parts after showering for my visit. Recalling...
The first time I had a guy fuck me in the ass was when I was very young, just a year of so after I got out of high school. I had just returned from military basic training and married my first wife. I got a part-time job chauffeuring a businessman around who had lost his drivers license. Since his business was selling freezer plans to consumers, most of his...