* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * Peter had only played spin the bottle a few times. The last time had been while he was still in high school. He was sitting cross-legged on the living room carpet, opposite Mark. Peter's wife Kyra was sitting beside Peter, facing Mar...
I was frantically scrubbing every inch of myself. Giving a blowjob in the middle of the woods left me dirty, sweaty, and sticky, and I knew I'd better be fresh and clean when I went back to Jay's house that evening. It had come so out of the blue. He didn't hint at it, he had been normal the whole morning before we went out hiking along the forest. So if t...
"There was a time when you believed in Magic," Lenore said quietly, all the while staring at me with those weird, gold cat's eyes of hers. "Believed in the land of the Summer people." I hated it when she sprang that old soul shit on me. Not only was it creepy as hell, but the last thing I needed was to have to worry about past lives. I was having a bitch o...
Jacques, the young comte de la Arbois, nearly fell off his horse, both steed and rider trembling from exhaustion, into the arms of the innkeeper of the small village of Saint-Avold, a hard half-day's ride west of Metz. "A fresh horse," Jacques muttered feverishly through swollen lips. "We have such a horse for you," the innkeeper exclaimed. "But you are in...
I'm average. With thick straight black hair, a smooth baby face, trim body and maybe three chest hairs. I'm the guy that blends in with the crowd. Not even my once "exotic" olive brown skin or brown eyes speckled with gold makes me stand out. It's hard when exotic and unique are the new thing to be. All through high school, I faded into the background. I go...
Summer break of my sophomore year in college couldn’t have come any sooner. With a heavy course load the quarter before, my mind was fried…my body dogged tired from long hours of crammed-in studying. I needed to get out of town and wind down. My folks were vacationing in Europe, so their house and large swimming pool was vacant and inviting. Perhaps that...
"Ten full minutes. You gotta lay there, on your back, totally nude. Hands behind your head so you can relax." "Relax, right." How Mike and I wound up in this bizarre, slightly hilarious situation was fueled by very cheap beer and overactive 19 year old hormones. Well, Mike was 19, I was 18, and we'd been buddies since sophomore year of high school. Mike wa...
For men, sexual acts can make friendships grow closer (or it can tear them apart). In the aftermath of my adventure with Zafir and Franz, I jerked off to gay porn every day and had taken upon myself to practice with a dildo everytime. I blew a lot of loads staring at moving images but thinking of how two of my best friends had cum using me as their sex toy....
He was there every Thursday evening. I was going around to meetings like this one—a regular support group meeting on depression in men held at a local church hall—for the whole semester as part of my practicum assignment. When he had first arrested my attention, he was sitting four pews in front of me and across the aisle. I saw him in three-quarters profile...
We both have the same Christian name, which we had found out about when we attended the same boarding School, where normally you only called somebody by their surname. Masturbating oneself was the normal way to relieve the sexual tension there. Some though were with the company of another boy whilst thinking of your relative girlfriends; some however, went b...