Chapter 3 Tom had rolled over and slept the sleep of the dead shortly after blowing his load. He felt a little bad that he'd cut the guy off so quickly. But when he realized that he was thinking about taking Mark's cock in his hand when he exploded, he felt a mix of guilt and confusion that he couldn't understand. His phone went off at 7:30, and he lay the...
Please note that while the subject matter is gay the people are related. *************** "I'm sorry," I said sheepishly when I noticed that my grandfather was standing in the doorway of Grandma's old sewing room, which had turned into a computer room after her arthritis made that hobby too uncomfortable. "Not nice to snoop around, Andy," my grandfather sa...
For as long as I can remember my husband Eric had fantasised about other men and I often treated him to some cock playing dirty talk whilst we were fucking or I was wanking him off. He always said he had never touched another man's cock and wouldn't know what to do with one anyway, but having caught him watching gay porn on numerous occasions I'm sure he wou...
I had been feeling especially stressed. At 32 I had steadily climbed the corporate ladder and became consumed with all the responsibility that goes along with it. So one Friday evening I decided to schedule a massage at a salon not far from the office. I showed up at the appointed time, which was rather late in the evening. Upon checking in I was informed...
Let me begin by telling you a little bit about myself. I would define my sexual orientation as "bisexual" (sort of). I love sex with women. When it comes to men, I am only really sexually attracted to them for the thought of being submissive to a dominant guy. I have no desire to put my dick in another guys ass, but I LOVE sucking cock and getting fucked in...
Moaning. It escaped from Boi's lips like a gentle breeze passing through the tree tops. Groaning. I couldn't tell if the sounds he emitted were of pleasure or despair. His eye's closed, lips parted only enough for the sounds to escape, Boi's facial muscles were contorted in a way difficult to read from my vantage point above, where I stood tied to a tr...
Dressed in easy-access minimal clothing, meaning jean shorts and a white t-shirt, he had sat in the car for 10 minutes, prepping himself mentally. He had removed his wallet, cell phone, and wedding ring, and put it in the car's console. He didn't know the mental state of the person he was going to meet, having only talked online, and wanted to give him as li...
Twilight. Into the gathering dark, freely I walked. No shirt, no shoes, no need for service. Signs of weakening light colored by a hazy royal purple and the night's blue perfectly accented by the gleam of the stars. The wooded area in which I walked hosted colonies of fireflies, which seemed to lead me to a place that only I was familiar with. The only place...
Please note that although essentially a true story, I almost always carry condoms (just in case) and on this day it was no exception. No condom, no anal. But for the purpose of this story I have omitted their use. ********************** If I were to score myself on a scale of 1 to 10 as to how gay I am, I'd be around the 11 mark. Not in terms of camp or co...
Alex came out with his laptop. He had changed into running shorts and an old t-shirt, probably planning on working out with me in the morning like we often did. He hooked his laptop up to the TV and brought up a file entitled '9 songs'. "There really isn't much of a story line, so I'll just jump to the good parts," said Alex. He immediately went forward to...