This story is short, sweet, and (I hope) humorous. Don't forget to rate, comment or send me feedback. It is greatly appreciated. Enjoy. :) ~ExR I took the last one of my bags from the living room and shoved it in the backseat of my car. It hadn't been a pretty scene at home the past few days. I decided that my boyfriend, Hadyn, and I needed a little break...
I am a normal type of guy. I have played around some what with girls and some times boys. All this was in my youth. I have never fucked a boy/guy but had wanking sessions with them. I am Jeff Davis, 39 years old and been happily married for some 16 years. My wife and I have two children, a 19 year old girl and a 16 year old boy. My wife and I are your avera...
My neighbor and I used to kid around about being bi-sexual, although we never had an experience together. We lived in adjoining townhouses in Ohio and both had a procession of nice looking women passing through our lives. One morning, I found an envelope that had been shoved through the mail slot on my front door. I opened the envelope and read the short no...
You have resisted the temptation to walk home through the park for a few days but your mind has been drawn back time and time again to the events in the toilet. Every time you think of it you've had an erection and on a couple of occasions you've taken yourself in hand in the office toilets until your sperm has jetted into the bowl. The recollection of the e...
Justin looked around again and found a broken off chair leg which he picked up to use as a club in case who ever did this was still in the apartment. It was quiet except for the sounds coming in from the open windows. He cautiously made his way through the apartment down the short hall where his room was on one side and his Mom's room was on the other with t...
How long have I been bisexual? Good question. For as long as I can remember, my fascination with sex involved both genders. My actual experiences as a youth, however, always involved girls, women, whatever, the female of the species. There was always a part of me that focused on the men when viewing porn. Was I projecting myself into their role, imagining my...
I left the bar early in the morning, staggering slightly as my head swam. I kept walking, trying to erase the image of Max below me, naked, his hard rod in my throat and his cum in my mouth. I tried to forget the taste of him, the electricity of his touch. I couldn't go back to the apartment now. I couldn't face him. I had a moment of weakness and had succum...
Following the footsteps of my father I wanted to learn how to play piano. But attending a tutor's class turned out to be a lot more than tickling the ivories! I guess it didn't take me long to realize Derek aimed to show me more than just how to play a piano. It was just the way he'd close up behind me and extended his arms each side of me as I sat on the p...
Note; this story uses the analogy of an ejaculation/orgasm being a type of death. Down. Down. The subsurface wave of turbulent water the ship created as it tumbled over pushed me down. Deeper and deeper. I flailed about helplessly against the huge powerful weight of it, not even knowing which way was up, and then after what seemed an eternity of struggling...
Ryan woke up. He was hungover and dried out. The sun seeped through the blinds. In the bed beside him, Ethan still slept. Ryan reluctantly pushed off the duvet and went to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. He looked himself over, leaning over the sink to get a close up of himself in the mirror. Had his face changed? Maybe it had filled out a li...