I'd read about the video club and had fantasized about going there for a while but never had the bottle. It was a Sunday, I'd had a few drinks and was on the way home at 6pm courtesy of the Northern Line. As the tube pulled out of Kings Cross, I looked up and saw that the next stop was Angel. Angel! Something clicked. As the doors opened I was still decidin...
Relationships with women haven't been the best for me lately. I've been hurt too many times, and feel like I don't connect with them. Careful self reflection has caused me to believe that other avenues may be best for me. In other words, I have opened myself up to the possibility of a relationship with a man. This is something that I had never consider an o...
So lets start from the beginning: I've been married for 12 years. Don't get me wrong: i love Bridget. We have our ups and downs, like every couple. But I do love her. However, sex life isn't what it used to be. And for about a year now, I have been having these recurring cravings to be with men. I don't know where this comes from, or if it will go away. But...
Chapter 3. "Learning My Place" That was a summer of changes, and my transformation was orchestrated by Carlos, the cook at the diner I worked at. He was a married man who exploited my submissive willingness. He sensed that I wouldn't protest or turn him in, and for weeks drove me to an abandoned parking lot to train me to be a better cocksucker. After a fe...
Shelly walked briskly down Bourbon St while I followed close behind. Her fat round ass, encased in a tight, short skirt, swayed from side to side as she deftly navigated through the crowd in her 4" heals. A mass of beads, ranging from small to big, was draped around her neck but they did little to hide her huge, God given breasts. "Show your tits," a group...
I woke up the next morning with a hard on and a very sore ass. In saying that, it didn't take me long have the urge to call John. The escapade I had with him and his friends made my transformation to a cock loving whore complete. I couldn't think of anything else other than a big cock fucking my ass and one in my mouth. I was longing to go another round with...
Author's Note: Hopefully if you're reading this series for the first time you will have noticed on my profile page a note begging you not to read chapter 2B if you were looking for a continuation. If you didn't happen to, I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy the new chapters anyway, as they pick up from the end of chapter 2. Thanks again to Tap04950 for your editin...
Back in my room I say perched on the edge of my chair, conflicted between wanting to keep the butt plug from moving in my ass and wishing that I could ride it like Mike's cock. I sat for nearly an three hours, typing on my computer and attempting to ignore my throbbing cock pressing against the fabric of the briefs Mike had given me, before my phone vibrated...
We fall asleep curled up together, my head on Tyler's chest. The morning brings a rush of sensations, both old and new. Tyler wants to snuggle and sleep some more. I feel hungry. Not exactly sure for what yet, but there is a definite ache in the pit of my stomach that needs attending to. "The beginnings of blood lust, Zach. You can still eat food...for now....
When Tom Newman first saw the young man nervously enter the campus Ratskeller where the mixer was being held, at first he was certain that someone had spiked the rum punch he had been sipping with something far more potent because that couldn't be who he thought it was. It had been a couple of years seen they had shared a gym class back at Colonie High Scho...