I was just your average freshman in college. I was trying to get pussy, beer, and smoke weed. I ended up getting fucked in my pussy. That's what master tells me to call it at least. I didn't think I was going to get fucked, just do the fucking. First let me tell you about myself, I'm eighteen, a freshmen in college, have a smoking hot girlfriend, I'm fairly...
It had been a busy day. I had just got off work at about 2 a.m. I have two jobs: during the week, I work in construction, and on Friday and Saturday nights, I work as a bartender at my best friend Ted's nightclub downtown from 9:30p.m.-1:30a.m. Since Ted and I have known each other all our lives, he's a little partial to paying me extra ($18.50 an hour—not b...
I rang John's doorbell. It was my birthday and he had invited me over, saying he had a special birthday present. Finally I was 18-years old! My best friend opened the door and hugged me. After shaking my hand, he hauled me inside into the living room. The curtains were closed. It was cool in the room. I could hear muted music from his stereo in the family ro...
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The alarm blared and I woke suddenly, my mind leaping from sleep to awareness in an instant as it always did. I smiled as I remembered the night before and realised neither of us had moved an inch all night. Oliver's head was on my chest and my arms wrapped around him. I carefully freed one of my arms to thump at the alarm until it stopped. I felt Oliver's f...
5 weeks into the coronavirus lockdown, my resistance finally cracked. My roommate, John, and I were broke as hell and we had been fired from our workplace at the local mall. The landlord, who was a Mexican gangster, wanted rent paid on time or else we were in serious trouble. We had only a few days supply of food remaining. I was horny and I had not heard a...
I sat on the edge of the sofa in my studio, palms a little sweaty and my chest thumping. He was on his way over and would be arriving at any moment. I had never been with a man before, but I was sure it would happen tonight. He had been over the night before last and I knew he'd wanted it then. He knew I'd wanted it too. But he also knew I was scared. He wa...
Author's Note: I love writing. But due a medical condition, I often rely talk to text program that isn't always accurate to dictate much of my work. If you like a series, please consider volunteering as an editor to help me produce more stories faster. * I think every man feels at least a little insecure about the size of his penis. Okay - maybe not ever...
I think my latest conquest might be my favorite yet. I just can't seem to let go of the straight guys, y'know? It was a revelation when I realized guys kept sneaking glances at me that weren't so innocent. I can't really blame 'em either. Without sounding too narcissistic, I'm pretty as fuck. High cheek bones, thin and well defined lips, bigger eyes and a me...
I was driving down the street toward my house when I saw him up ahead. A young man, thin, wearing baggy jeans and no shirt. From a distance it was hard to tell his age, but I could see the muscles in his arms and shoulders flex as, left-handed, he threw a football to an unseen person near a house. As I got closer and slowed down - for safety, of course - he...