Andy estimated that approximately 10 minutes had passed since Al drove off. "Where the fuck did he go?" Andy said out loud to no one in particular. He wondered if he should begin making his way in the direction Al drove. It was one thing for Al to drive away. It was a completely different thing to have left Andy naked when doing so. Watching the horizon int...
Bernard Lamont here. When we last spoke, I was telling you about my sexual adventures as a big and tall, openly bisexual Black man of Haitian descent in the city of Toronto, Ontario. Life is okay these days. I've adjusted to Toronto really well, though I still miss my old stomping grounds in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. The city of champions will alw...
This story is 100% genuine and happened to me in January 2018. I have always had an unhealthy obsession by "the new" I seek out new sexual experiences. I have an obsession that is obsessive, it manifests itself in a way that when I hear or think about a sexual act or sexual experience I investigate it to the maximum until I've understood all of it, seen it,...
Chapter 44: Colorful "Mmm, I'm gonna miss you guys," Adam said as he hugged his grandmother and grandfather at the airport. It's 5 in the morning, and their vacation in Hawaii has ran out, and despite having only half a week to see their grandson, thanks to the Agency, it's time to go back to Germany. "Oh, can't believe it was so short, son," Grandpa said....
A bit of history to start. I was introduced to the world of cocksucking at a very young age by my foster father. Let me say that the experiences were a mixture of terrifying, deeply unsettling, and educational. The education included both the passive and active role, neither by invitation or choice. The experiences were so shocking that I do not ever recall...
I am a 60 year old male and this is my true coming of age story. This may not be jerk off material. It happened ... This was the seventies. I had just turned eighteen and was still living at home with my parents. We were living in suburbia on the outskirts of New Orleans. New Orleans is famous for the French Quarter and the gays who live there. I was young...
This story's a sequel to Copenhagen Couple and Meetings with Mark. It's not necessary to read those stories first, but some things will make better sense if you do. * At the age of 20 and after my first experiences with male sex I acknowledged to myself that I was bisexual. But I wasn't going to be open about the fact that I liked to be with men. Sadly, bi...
When Sally met her husband three years ago, a year before they got married, she discovered his stash of porn DVDs. He blushed and was embarrassed and started to make apologies, but Sally smiled and told him not to worry. She had the same 'secret.' Sally also loved porn and had loads of porn sites bookmarked on her computer. They laughed and realized they sha...
Hello, how are you? It's been a long time. I remember wantonly looking back at you as I invitingly positioned myself on my black leather settee, spread my arse and waited for the exhilaration of your cock entering me. I needed your thick arms to wrap around my beating chest. Those kisses we had exchanged after I had invited you to my home were so deep and...
I don't know what the hell I'm doing in college. I'm what you'd call white trash. I'm eighteen years-old, have four tattoos and I smoke like a chimney. I have a crew cut and often go shirt-less because I have a lean, muscular physique. I don't work out much anymore, but I still have a six-pack. I'm not gay but I danced at a gay strip club in my home town eve...