It started after I was released from my time of slavery. But I still had the cravings, the need to feel used. I was living on my own, having been raised very well by my widowed mother but with no strong father figure, I was easy prey. I won't elaborate on that, it's been so very long now that the memories grow hazy. This time of my life lasted from age 18 un...
I woke up at about six thirty, we still had a half hour of sleep, but I felt so warm and secure in Henry's arms, he held me to his chest, his nipple inches from my mouth. My hand started to roam the man's body, his abs so well defined, his upper chest tight and muscular, his sides of his ribs very sensitive, very ticklish. Henry woke with my hands roaming hi...
Bob took a long pull on the beer I had just handed him. I could see that he was thinking about what I had said about what do you want to do now. I had just given him his first guy blowjob and the reality of having his buddy suck his cock was weighing on his mind. I had done the same thinking last night after I gave Bob a handjob. It was the first time I had...
He had written me about my most recent story. "Party for the Ex" which was about hooking up with my ex-wife and taking her to a party where everyone started in a room to undress before entering a party where anything was possible. In the fictional story I said that I had sex with another man in front of the ex-wife. My new follower said he had been a fan fo...
Everyone has heard the old stereotype 'Gay guys can't drive'. Well, I am here to tell you that this stereotype is true. Even at 18, I hadn't improved much since getting my license. I've been pulled over more times than I can count, and the only thing that has saved me from dozen of tickets has been my good looks. And, well, my willingness to suck a few cop d...
I'll never forget that feeling, the first time I had a cock up my arse. That thrilling dull ache that says "You're being fucked, mate." That incredible feeling of a rigid presence inside me, performing a taboo act that is almost breathtaking in its perceived sinfulness. His name was Wesley and he was a private security guard on the Caribbean island of Domin...
In my late teens and early twenties, my best friend and I had some very intimate experiences. We both had trouble finding ladies where we lived, and eventually found release with each other. When he moved away, I found myself still fantasizing about men. I ended up having several more incredible encounters before meeting my wife. Tina, an on-and-off-again...
Damn, why did he have to be so hot? As he paddled out to me, I could clearly see his muscles outlined beneath the wetsuit he was wearing. He stopped next to me and grinned. "You almost got that last one, man!" "Yeah right, I suck at this." He had sandy blond hair, a gentle, kind face, and firm muscles everywhere. He was still lean though, and not an ounce...
The heat from the dance floor, the tightly packed bodies all bumpin' and twisting to the bass beat were a guarantee that everyone there was sweating, but I felt like I was sweating more than anyone else. The music faded as the crowd began chanting, counting backwards...8...7...6...We both had stopped dancing and were pushed even closer together by the crowd,...
Friday finally arrived. I had been in such a heightened state all the rest of that week, thinking about the thrill of being with him, replaying the size and shape, the feel and taste of Donny's incredible penis. I had jacked off mercilessly twice, even though I promised myself I would wait for him; I couldn't help myself. I dressed in jeans and a white dres...