One of the most important things that have ever happened in my life was the first time I was ever with a guy in a situation other than just friends. It is probably one of the most difficult things to deal with when you realize that your sexuality is something other than the “status quo”, something a little out of the ordinary and, in my case, my feelings of...
I was horny and desperate for cock as I pulled up to the Bathhouse in Reno. I was in town on business and wanted to spend some time being dominated and used. I checked in, getting a locker. I rarely get a room because I like to be watched as I get used by men. I stripped down and put my chest harness and leather slave collar on. It felt awesome, standing in...
On hearing the voice saying how fucking hot we were, we all looked over to the fence. A brown haired guy who looked to be about 30 was staring at the scene of our recent fucking with a big open mouthed grin. "Wish I had got home sooner, I would've joined in." "Hi Rob. Wasn't expecting you back for a couple more hours," said Matt. This was obviously the boyf...
And so it went. I went to work or class, Terry did his job, and we'd reconvene in the apartment at night. I noticed that if he got home before me, he would sometimes be naked when I came in, but he didn't -- or I got there first -- he'd come to wherever I was in the apartment and systematically take his clothes off while talking to me about his day, subtly k...
Author's note: This story involves drinking and recreational drug use. *** The only thing louder than the bass reverberating in my chest was the pounding of my head. I was drenched in sweat. The stupid-looking mesh shirt I wore shined with my own perspiration and with the alcohol spilled down my chest. In the sea of other sweaty college students, I could b...
That night around 7, as I was checking out online dating apps but, not finding much of interest in my area other than the typical one word- "hey" or "looking" conversations. It had been a while since I had been with a guy but, I was not desperate by any means. I was just about to give up when, it refreshed and a new one popped up. The tag line said "Trucker"...
Emile LaCour, with his new chauffeur, Gage, in tow was gliding around the nighttime shadows of the docks along the banks of the Mississippi down river from New Orleans. It was in those brief hours between 1 and 4 A.M. when, for the most part, all activity was dead and the weak floodlights fought a losing battle with the morning fog to illuminate the bank-upo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. * It was a typical Monday afternoon as I sat on the toilet playing candy crush. I finished up my business and used what little bit of toilet paper was left on the roll. I was a lazy 18 year old, and decided not to replace the toilet paper with a fresh roll and leave the cardboard roll r...
Part 1 ending A text arrived. Toilets, Tuesday 11am, wear shorts & a T-shirt, nothing else. I smiled, I had just the pair. Navy blue Adidas running shorts with a slit up each side right to the waistband. They were a relic of the 70's when shorts were short. The elastic was loose, they would fall to the floor at the slightest touch. Roll on Tuesday -----...
I woke up at about six thirty, we still had a half hour of sleep, but I felt so warm and secure in Henry's arms, he held me to his chest, his nipple inches from my mouth. My hand started to roam the man's body, his abs so well defined, his upper chest tight and muscular, his sides of his ribs very sensitive, very ticklish. Henry woke with my hands roaming hi...