The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
I was visiting Brisbane for a few days and staying near Fortitude Valley, the night-life filled part of town. I wasn't after the night-life, but I had found what looked like a really good gym there to work out in, as I was being very serious at the time. The equipment really was good, but when I arrived to work out, it was very, very busy. This was a bit an...
People often ask me where I get my ideas from. I'm a romance novelist. Yep, I write those cheap and tawdry little paperbacks that fly off the shelves at the supermarket or the book store for $7.95 a pop; my books fill the afternoons -- and the shopping carts -- of America's housewives, fueling afternoon fantasies that their husbands can never fulfill. Oops....
It was the 1980s. I had just turned 18 a few days prior and I was waiting outside a friend's work for him to punch out. There was a sex book shop a few doors down from his restaurant that I'd seen before. We'd joked about it, but I never really gave it much thought. I had about an hour to kill, so I said what the hell and went inside. My plan was to browse...
My name is Donavan. I am 5’9”, curly brown hair, and about 165 pounds soooing wet. I wish I could tell you there was anything specula about me, but to be real, I’m just a average. In every sense of the word. Today was like any other day. I woke up at 6 am in order to go the hellhole I call a job. Just a giant hellhole designed to suck your soul out. The wors...
Jake, the college dormitory's newest college freshman, started to head upstairs. He knew from what he was told last night that he had to be initiated before he was welcomed among the juniors and seniors he was wanting to live at the dormitory with this year. To him, it seemed like a small, surmountable task that would last an hour, maybe two, and he'd be abl...
If sex can break friendship, love can heal it. After that fateful night at the cabin, things changed rapidly among me and my friends. Darryl had not spoken a word to any of us, but me and the others had grown closer than normal male friends would ever get. It was only a week later when I found myself on the dirty carpet floor of Franz' house again, again su...
Benji was now two months into exploring his sexuality as a bottom and he done so with gusto. In addition to fucking Bruce, Sisco and Michael, Benji had also been fucked by Tommy, Sean and KB, three other rugby players and close friends of a Bruce and the gang, making them part of a clique. This clique had one other thing in common now: they all had fucked Be...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** The late October rain seemed relentless, made all the worse by a cold, biting wind. It had been raining off and on all day, thoroughly saturating the campus of the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. Many students clumped together by the glass doo...
A round of applause went through the room accompanied by some cheering. It seemed I had done well as Masters' pig. As I squatted, completely spent, with my ass pussy completely filled by the huge barrel, filled with nearly 2lbs of rubber, not just stretching my actual pussy but also my insides. My lips still covered in cum and piss, I was still involuntaril...