I hate working late - or I did until recently. I spend my time in a suit in an office making sure the wheels of industry turn smoothly. At the end of each quarter the returns have to be completed and that means I end up working after hours. Now, because of my desk-bound job I do my best to keep trim. So in spite of my 45 years I manage to make sure that the...
Here I am a normal twenty year who had everything, living with this thirty year old babe who loves to be fuck, working at her law office, living with her. An ideal gig and then wham! She dumps me for some rich guy her own age. So things were getting desperate for me and I had to find a new job and place to live. That's how I came to be getting drunk, sitti...
The day I met Barry was a day to remember, and the night which followed too. Picnicking by the river in a quiet spot near Totnes in Devon, I noticed this guy fishing. He seemed lonesome although completely engulfed in what he was doing. I thought I'd just say hello in passing as you do, from the moment he glanced around and smiled I just knew he was the gu...
We had known each other through a mutual good friend online, and since Dan was gay and me being devoutly bisexual, we figured we had a lot to talk about. So, after talking and even having a couple of "hot chats" online, we found ourselves actually working for the same software company. Looking back, I guess that's not as surprising as it sounds now. Anyway,...
Jeff stared at the workstation with curiosity, his heart beating rapidly with each new erotic discovery. He was traveling down a road that needed traveling; taking a trip long overdue. For years, he lived to convey the image into which so many had boxed him. A great husband, perfect Dad, loyal friend, competent co-worker. Totally masculine, adorable at 40,...
These real events took place a little over 30 years ago, while both my wife and I were college students. * We had married young. I was 21, she 18, and both of us had very limited sexual experience. Penthouse Forum was our ticket to erotic fantasy and the air was full of sexuality. We spent our weekends like most college students, hanging out with friends,...
His name was Danny. He was 19 and I was only 18. We had gone to the same school but never actually talked to one another while in school. The first time we talked was weeks after I found him on Myspace. He was back from college for his summer break and I was going into my senior year of High School. Danny wasn't a very out person, his friends knew but that w...
It was a pretty warm night in July of 2002. I had just gotten back from physical therapy to find the entire barracks empty. My unit had gone out to the field for a week and I had the place to myself for a few days. I was technically on leave because I had just had knee surgery a month ago, so I really didn't have to stick around, but a hotel out in town was...
Erik and I had not had any meetings in a long time. I was getting sort of depressed and horny for him. I tried porn and other means to satisfy my needs but nothing was like giving it to a man. My desire was great and my balls were blue. I decided to give him a call and see what was up. I left four messages yesterday. Today I got a text at 4:30 am. I didn't...
"Sup, bo," the mid-thirties dark-skinned man spoke into his cell phone. "Shit, man. Where you at," Lamar asked quickly. "I'm over at my cuz house chillin'." "Which one?" "Q. What up," asked Devonte Jones. "I got a li'l white punk over at the crib wanna get gangbanged." "Word," he inquired with noticeable excitement "Real talk. You got a ride?" "Naw,...