Will and I had been going to 47 Central in Lynn nearly every Saturday night for 2-3 years now. I guess you could call us "regulars". It was a nice neighborhood bar, with a very friendly (and hot) Brazilian bartender, a great DJ for dancing, and cheap drink prices, which more than outweighed the fact that the owner of the bar, George, was a persistent flirt....
I had been happily married for twelve years before I started having fantasies of sucking cock. My wife, after bearing two children, still was a curvy, gorgeous woman with a large appetite for sex. At the age of thirty-six, she was at the peak of her sexual drive. I, at the age of forty, could still perform in bed almost as well as I could when I was twenty....
In August Stephen moved to Auckland to take up a fantastic career opportunity. Native to Newcastle, about 3 hours north of Sydney, Australia, he didn't know many people other than his colleagues, and while he found Auckland an interesting city, the evenings were lonely without anyone to spend them with. Potential friends came and went, but the romantic side...
Since what had happened in the woods a few days previously, the guys were all a bit embarrassed. After all I was officially just the groundsman and they were the players and there wasn't a problem really as nothing had happened. OK it might have done and some said I was asking for it but it was end of season and a hot day in May. I didn't see too much wrong...
"It's not pretty, but I haven't had any complaints," typed the middle aged man after sending the young fellow he was instant messaging the second picture. On the other end of the conversation, Troy Holland was staring at the picture, which was even better than the first. The 18 year old's heart was racing as he looked at the photos, and was stroking himself...
It was Tuesday evening my wife and I were relaxing in front of the television. Rich, a friend of mine called. After a short conversation, I set the phone down and sais to my wife, "Rich has some tickets to a Devil Rays game Saturday. If we have no plans, I'd like to go along." "I have no plans. Go ahead. It might be fun." Looking at my wife, I relayed the...
A fictional fantasy of a bi-curious guy. Chapter 3: The Three-Way I walked into the house and saw my wife at the kitchen table checking her small duffel bag. She was wearing a short, tight one-piece green dress that showed off her figure perfectly. I could see the hard nipples on her large breasts through the dress. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. A...
I'd agreed to meet my son Jake in Leeds city centre one Saturday afternoon. He was in his second year of studying at the university there and, as I had most of the day free, I thought it would be nice for the two of us to meet up for a coffee and chat. I was picking my friend Guy up at seven for one of our regular evenings of Sky Sports and beer (followed,...
Up until recently I was a homophobic, delusional straight man...it only took one man to change that. All of my life...I had been a bully. I ridiculed kids through school, beat them up because I was bigger and especially had enjoyed picking on gay guys. I was good looking and hung out with the hottest girls in high school. This would continue into college u...
Brad Gavin stopped in the doorway and looked over at the chubby kid standing at the long trough urinal, poised in exactly the same place he had been when Brad first walked into the park's bathroom ten minutes earlier. Brad had walked right out after seeing who the plump redhead was, but not before figuring out what the young guy was doing, staring rather ob...