This is somewhat different from my other stories. I wrote it at the reuqest of a reader with the understanding it was going to be posted online for others to read. It was also the last story I wrote. All identifying information in this story were been changed to provide anonymity for the reader who requested it. All of the usual warnings and cautions apply...
It had taken me a long while to build up enough courage to make a trip to Camp Black Bear. I had read about the all male campground long before, but being an in-the-closet bisexual at the time, I had pretty much avoided any of the traditional gay bars or meeting places. However, I had read on another website that they were having their yearly July Motorcycle...
When I woke it was morning and I was erect. The sun was up, and I could tell it was hot. Looking over, I saw a slender, feminine body lying naked on its front, face away from me. The back curved into the most delicious ass, round and peachy. I reached out and touched the bottom, the soft skin like marble to my fingertips. I gently squeezed the firm buttocks...
My downfall is almost complete but I get ahead of myself. I had just graduated from high school and would start college in September. I worked at a summer job at a printing company. The other guys were all older, mostly late twenties and thirties. Bill took me under his wing and showed me the ropes. A few days later he invited me over to his place. We had a...
I started to regain consciousness. I was in my parents bed completely naked. My mother's 10 inch black dildo was at my side and there was cum drying all over my face an chest. I looked over at Paul who was sitting at my patents computer in the bedroom. He must have heard me wake up because he turned around to greet me. "Your folks have some interesting stu...
Another Friday night at the local bathhouse, it was pretty busy lots of the usual guys, some I really like to chat with, I went into the dry sauna to warm up, it was cool in the building as it was winter outside, and the winter winds were blowing. There were three guys in the sauna doing what I was doing warming up, two older men I had seen there many times,...
The tanker "Chelsea Bridge" was steaming westwards across the Atlantic, bound for Bayonne, New Jersey, with a cargo of domestic heating oil from North Africa. James Tully, the third engineer, had finished standing his watch in the engine room at midnight, and was dying for a drink. He showered, put on a little pair of blue shorts and a pair of flip-flops, an...
I'd not used those particular toilets before, but I was desperate. I rushed in and went straight to the urinal, unzipping practically as I walked through the door. I could have peed for England; such a blessed relief. I must have let out a huge sigh, as the bloke next to me (whose presence I hadn't really registered) said; 'Feels that good, eh?' I turned my...
Jared woke with a start. Had it all been dream? He moved. His fears were confirmed. He hurt in places he shouldn't hurt in. He ran to the toilet and nearly screamed during his routine emptying of his bowels. Why me? He thought. His hole ached and blood appeared in the toilet. He had been violated and worst of all he couldn't tell a sole. When he cleaned up...
It was about nine in the morning, I was still in a daze from last night. I looked over to my left and saw him there. Jeremiah laid there peacefully lightly snoring away. I thought about last night's adventure and remembered how perfect it was, like a dream. I moved closer to him laying my head on his chest, listening to his snores and heart beating slow. I r...