It's no fun being a horny bi-curious teenager with nowhere to go, no one to play with or experiment with. It's enough to drive you into the clutches of a man who has no intention of having a relationship with you but just wants to fuck you. And that was just what happened to me. Ever since I had become aware of the pleasures of sexual sensations I had wante...
Driving across London might not be the longest journey in the world, but it's a slow one. I had been in this little Toyota for half an hour and we were still a long way from home. The driver was Asian, a short, stocky guy wearing a white shirt and khaki shorts, which I thought was unusual, even in the height of summer. He looked quite smart, but not like a c...
There's an old expression: to be "on a promise". It was used a previous generation to denote that a man had an arrangement with a woman that the next time they met she would allow him to have sex with her. Something similar existed between 18-year-old me and my driving instructor, Ronnie. He was chubby, and had a lot of dark hair: he described himself as a...
Kalvin was happily married but he had a terrible secret. He liked to be fucked by big, virile men. Just now and then. Now was one of those times. He could think of nothing else. Alone in the house, his wife away visiting her mother, he opened his secret email account and found the photo file named G, which contained photos of various men he had exchanged wa...
I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
Eric tossed and turned, unable to stop thinking about his last call of the night. He'd seen a lot of weird things in his time as an EMT, but something about the naked, burly man passed out on the sidewalk had pushed the encounter to the top of the list. A tenant in one of the squat apartment buildings lining the street had called it in, saying they saw the h...
"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...
Hi everyone, this is chapter 2. Feedback was brilliant last time, thank you! I loved writing this chapter, and there is more to come. Any feedback, good or bad is appreciated. Enjoy! .......................................... Ryan. Chapter 2 Ryan slipped his big manly hands down into my tight briefs and grabbed my hard cock and just held it as we continue...
This story is a very over the top work of fantasy, and it contains extreme humiliation, ws, unsafe sex practices. Please don't read if it's not your cup of tea. ***** The next few days I struggled to return to normalcy. I tried to focus on work. Went to the gym. I got a new phone, ordered a new credit card. But it was impossible to not think about what Mel...
As I said before I lived by a Truck Stop rest area in the Chicago area and my apartment was just a short walk up the back access road. This was one of my favorite places to go at night and even in the day sometimes and sit in a stall and suck cock, drink loads of cum and sometime get fucked through the partition or in the back of some truckers cab. I had th...