Trying to get out my experiences - but they just keep happening! Thanks for all the feedback! -------------------------- I went down to my apartment and slid into bed. I was tired but still restless. It was quite a night and I lay there thinking about what we had done. As the memory of him fucking me from behind came into my head and hearing him call me hi...
I awoke from an astonishing dream, a dream of absolute sexual satisfaction and complete sexual fulfillment; I was buoyant, happy. How could a dream bring on all the sensations I felt throughout my body? I felt an orgasm overtake my semi conscious mind. My cock spewed a load of cum and I realized someone was manipulating my orgasm. I focused on a hand holdi...
I've been on the business end of several cocks, from short skinny little rascals that barely tickled, through the average sized that served quite adequately, to a few beefy rams that were painful and threatened to split me in half. Truly, size does matter. But several factors other than cock size matter just as much for sex to be considered phenomenal. Once...
My wife's finger was glistening with his pre cum as she was gently rubbing this 8 inch log in front of my face. Over the past few encounters my wife's desire to see her husband gulp large amounts of semen had reached a fever pitch. Watching me swallow loads of cum made her orgasm repeatedly and we fucked like rabbits talking about it. Back to how we got...
At this moment, Mike shakes like a corned rattler and, his hysterical conscious screams in his skull: I will get through this. You will get one more chance to be a great artist. Cool sweat pools above Mike's ass. His mind buzzes like the dim light over the dumpster. Beige spitball bugs swarm it in figure eights. His leg burns as 'fight or flight' blood poo...
Hi! I'm desertmac, and I want to give you a little setup for this story. It is a vignette from a novel I'm writing made up of vignettes linked together, about a group of teens who hang out at a game room called Kelly's Cue. This is the shortest of the vignettes, and they cover more than just the sexuality of these guys, with several storylines going all the...
I went to the sun room of my house and let Greg in the back door. He couldn't meet my eyes, but I didn't put any clothes on so when he looked down all he could see was my naked body and Leo's cum dribbling down my thigh. So he looked straight over my head he wasn't that much taller than me but it was still effective. "What are you doing here?" I asked becau...
A feeble light pierced the darkness. It spread across the khaki canvas chairs and backpacks that littered the plywood floor. When the rays of dawn reached the metal sink it reflected onto Stevie's face. He rubbed his eyes. For a moment he thought that he was safely in his bedroom. He opened his eyes fully. The bare wall reminded him that he was still in the...
I think that I was high. I had gone down to a friend's dorm room to see if he could hook me up with some marijuana. The year was 1973, and I was a freshman at a big, midwestern university. My name is Jack (6 feet, 202 pounds, high school athlete from the suburbs of Detroit). Up until today, I had never smoked pot. I decided that I wanted to try it, and my ro...
I walked home from Donnie's house, running his words of praise over in my mind: "That was nice, fagboy. You did good." He'd really meant it, I thought, and I smiled. I could still taste his sperm in my mouth. I laughed to my self giddily, looking up at the night sky. I was a happy faggot! Lying in bed later, I replayed the evening. I loved especially the im...