The blasting rock music on the stereo and the gyrating hyper college kids in the middle of the dance floor were enough reasons for me to leave Felt early, besides I had no intention of becoming the designated driver to those silly girls who called themselves friends, but I had ulterior motives than spending a night in a bar, getting high and wasted. I needed...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters have attained the age of 21 years or older. **** I had just checked into my hotel in rural bum fuck just as the sun set. Dragging my bags into the hotel through the rain had left me cold and a tired. "Damn it!" I shouted at myself. I realized I had left my phone in the car after getting undressed for a...
The next evening I rushed round to Andy's as soon as I could. I dressed almost the same as I did the night before, but I left my boxers off. My thinking was two fold. Firstly I wanted Andy to see what a slut I was, but secondly if he couldn't make me wipe his cum up with my boxers, then he'd have to let me taste it! He greeted me at the door topless, weari...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY "Please... sir." Two little words, but just saying them is like leaping off of a cliff into the unknown. No parachute, no idea if anything will slow...
My Gap Year. My name is Hamish Macbeth, apart from having a really crappy name, I have wild bushy red hair that's always untidy and needing cut, blue eyes which means I am in the one percent of the red haired population category, five foot eight and a wee bit in height, weight not too bad but could lose a few, or so, pounds. Not very outwardly going, always...
It all started innocently enough. My friend Dave and I were left to fend for ourselves while our wives went on a spa weekend. We had been both been married for more than a couple of decades and had very positive and healthy marriages. As a part of that, our sex lives were fulfilling. Our wives left midday on Friday. Dave and I decided to go to a sports b...
"First off, you ran..." Lee's leather belt whickered crisply. Marshall felt a familiar tightening that began in his stomach and radiated outward before finding a home in his balls and leaking cock. He had a heightened sense of awareness of every move Lee made, despite not being able to see him. He tracked the arc of the belt by sound alone just before it ma...
Kevin got out of his parent's car and looked around. Outside the dormitory were hordes of parents and students. Cars were lined up along the road. Boxes and luggage were being carried into the building. Kevin stretched out his tall thin body and was thankful he was at college. His parents had been overbearing and annoying all through high school. He had secr...
I'm fully clothed and face down on a strange man's bed. The name I know him by is Paolo, but it turns out he's not Italian. But he's a little better looking than I'd expected from his photos, despite the slight receding hairline. And he tells me he gives a wonderful massage. How did I get here? Years, more than a decade, of repressed sexual curiosity. Occas...
A Hamish Macbeth Life Adventure. My Lakeland Holiday. This is purely a work of fiction. My name is Hamish Macbeth, apart from having a really crappy name, I have wild bushy red hair that's always untidy and needing cut, blue eyes which means I am in the one percent of the red haired population category, five foot eight and a wee bit in height, weight n...