So what a day I had today! Today my Statistics professor sucked my dick, let me suck his, and what a long, thin one he has. And, he begged me to let him eat out my ass. That was an experience I have never had before. And boy we'd both be booted from Bolingbroke Christian College if anyone knew. I had this experience in a bath-house. I heard a little about...
I forgot I had this story in my drafts... it's a bit silly. I remember I got my partner to read it and he just burst out laughing (haha). *** In the Great Plains of Montana, not long ago, cowboys came to this Indian Land with their driven cattle, eagerly searching for a place to comfortably settle. They knew they'd be sharing this land; they even traded w...
I heard my name being called out from the midst of the teeming horde pressing in on the barriers after customs in New Delhi's Indira Gandhi international airport, and a head and arm waving a sign was bouncing up and down over the tumult. The sign the young man was carrying said "Clifford Jenkins" with "New York" written under it. That was me. But I wasn't be...
Author's Note: All characters in the story engaged in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. The following erotica contains incest content. You have been warned. Enjoy. :-) Do comment below and let me know if you like it. Don't be too harsh as it is my first story. Let's dive in. ---------------------------------------------- The alarm clock has got t...
This is a work of fiction. All persons are intended to be age 18 and above. *** Sometimes on the way to work I stop by a convenience for a bottle of Diet Pepsi. I know -- sodas are bad for you, including sodas sweetened with artificial sweeteners. You know what? Everything is bad for you to some extent. I happen to like the sharp taste of cola in the morni...
"I'm sorry, what was that you just said, Mrs. Pettington?" What a tiresome woman. I had just now been distracted from listening to her by the way she snapped her fingers at Kisula and then gave him a distasteful look when he refilled her coffee cup. "I said, Mr. Woolston, that I hardly think we need worry about these rumblings from the tribal huts. England...
In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the "gentlemen's clubs", basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City. I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as...
I have an Indian acquaintance, named Ravi, with whom I am very interested in doing some...adult things with. Things that some might consider disgusting or depraved. While he has displayed some interest in pursuing homosexual actions with me, he and I are both married, I sense that keeps him from acting on his desires. He frequently travels for work, he has t...
"So, shall we just talk about it first?"Dili asked from the next pillow. He was an Indian, originally from New Delhi, but had lived in England for 30 years. I had met him through a gay dating site where he called himself Professor Homo. I had been flirting around the edges of gaydom for years and had finally decided that if I was really going to enjoy it, I...
Putting it mildly Ambrose, my first West Indian patron was much bigger than I had envisaged. And I don't just mean torso wise, he was a tall guy yes, and sturdy but not overweight but he had a huge erection which created a bit of a problem. But the thing is, from the first time I met him on a social network I liked him, he was all smiles and had bundles of...