They say that opposites attract. I think that this saying is true and not just in romantic situations. My name is Ronald Brown and I have a story to share with you. It's about me and somebody who kind of, sort of matters to me a lot. First and foremost I have to let you know something. I'm a guy who gets wild and does all manners of things so if you're faint...
Trent Baker made sure no one was watching before he stepped out of the sunny fall afternoon and into the public restroom in the corner of Shady Grove Park. The cement structure, situated behind a concealing copse of elm trees out of the way of the more heavily trafficked areas of the park, was dimly lit compared to the perfect outside weather. It smelled fai...
Background: Mark and I are active, vibrant retirees in our mid 60s. We enjoy many activities, both together and separately. Each of us has a "Bucket List" of things we want to do. We are alone, but we aren't lonely. Even though neither of us has close ties to our families, we don't let that stop us from living our lives. You might think of us as Doc Blancha...
I'm a white male college professor who lives a few miles from a large land-grant university. The enormous student population provides ample opportunities to bed students who want to experience my nine by six cock. Here's a recent story. He kept hooking his powerful soccer legs over mine, moaning while I pounded his boy hole as he lay face down beneath me. H...
***Everyone in this story is fiction and is at least 18 years old or older*** ***** My name is Richard, I'm 23 years old. I own and work at the local skate shop in my Los Angeles neighborhood. I am opening bisexual and currently single. I've had a few sexual adventures with the most random of people. It was 2 pm in the afternoon when Dylan finally showed...
I was merging onto the Interstate when my cell phone gave a trilling ring, telling me someone had just left a message on my e-Love account. I slid the phone open and scanned the new profile that had appeared in the "interested" column. Twenty-five, good job, very pretty brunette. Damn. I almost deleted her, but then thought, what the hell, there might be som...
College is a time for experimentation. That was what Matt had told himself when he took the first hit off the bong with his new roommate, John. Matt was new to the dorms on campus, having been a commuter student the previous year. He had saved up enough money working over the summer to finally afford housing. Matt had always been shy. He quickly learned Jo...
The clock had just passed 8pm when I heard my cell phone ring. As I glanced down, I wondered whether or not I wanted to bother answering. I had just returned from a weekend bachelor trip and was still a little worse for the wear. Having recently broken up with my girlfriend a month prior, the trip was a nice way to clear my head and let loose a little. Fol...
Peter Hoang stared out at the winter blizzard driving hard at the large picture window. He was momentarily thankful that he had made the trip prior to the snow closing the roads-especially the long unpaved road into the cottage. The fire licking at the logs in the fireplace reflected off the glass. He looked at his faint reflection. From the tip of his dark...
Chapter 1: The College Years There he was, on the side of his bed, half way down a cock nearly as big as his own. Just another booty call, as it was supposed to be, and on a college thirsty Thursday. Zack was never a big fan of the alcohol induced madness that normally ran rampant on campus. Instead he liked to play it behind the scenes, setting up the hook...