INTRODUCTION In Chapter One Artie discovered his sexuality and in Chapter Two he confirmed he was gay. Artie had visited Jack's home as he was directed where he met Pete and Pete's love toy Kim. Artie and Kim were used all afternoon by Jack and Pete but Artie did have his time with Kim. Artie loved Kim's body with the smallish tits, curvy ass and cute littl...
The following is a fictional story from a the fantasies of a bi-curious man. Becoming a Cock Slave Part 1: The Roadside Blowjob I was driving down a deserted country road after a two-day business trip. My job is to drive around the region and make presentations, so this wasn't unusual. I usually get the weekends off to spend with my wife so it's not a bad...
I saw him from a good distance away, walking down the highway in the direction I was driving shortly after a big cloverleaf marking the intersection of two major highways. He hardly looked like an experienced hitchhiker, but that was exactly what he seemed to be doing. Not only was hitchhiking illegal on a highway like this, but I also couldn't remember the...
Brad watched the image of Anthony's Rebecca taking yet another stranger's cock into her already overly used hole. He had already watched the recorded images a half a dozen times and yet he still hadn't had enough. The sound of someone knocking on his office door brought a growl of annoyance from deep within him and he closed the window out on his laptop. "...
It was an incredibly long drive across Texas, through some of the most desolate country imaginable. My sales job took me all over the southwest. I'd been driving for hours and could count the cars I'd seen on one hand. Of course, this was somewhat by design; I didn't care for interstate highways. I much preferred the two lane state routes. With so few cars t...
It was mid-October and I was preparing my motorcycle for winter storage and I decided to go for one last ride. I drove out to the country where I could open it up and feel the wind in my hair. I'd been riding around for quite awhile enjoying the foliage and the countryside. I was paying no particular attention to where I was or where I was going. Before I kn...
ON THE PONTE VECCHIO IN FLORENCE, 1968 Sometimes I think Ronnie and I planned our great European adventure while playing together in the playpen. This would be the trip of a lifetime, ten weeks traveling from England to Turkey. We were 18, a bit of dope headed college students, pretty novice sexually. We flew over on one of those chartered jets via Iceland...
I had a second time to hook up with a hitchhiker I had picked up on a rainy cold night in Three Rivers, Michigan and dropped off in South Bend, Indiana. Tom gave me his phone number and told me the next time I got into the area to call him. A couple of months after our first encounter I decided to take him up on his offer. I had to stay in SB overnight on...
When I was a young I used to hitchhike a lot as I had no other mode of transportation. I came from a poor background and hitching gave me the means to get to jobs and wherever I needed to go. I was always thankful for the lift and made it a point to thank my benefactors. When I grew older and had had the means to purchase a car, I made it a practice to pick...
Transporting a long haul could get boring for Jim and Ricky, they both agreed they needed some entertainment. "This looks good, Jim?" ventured Ricky slowing down along the hard shoulder. "Lets go for it" Jim responded; "well he's waving his hand, look, he is hitchhiking and no mistake!" "And that's not the only thing he's waving, Ricky, nice tight ass is...