Neal heard the wail of the train whistle across the wide expanse of North Dakota flatland, took his mouth off the man's cock, and lifted his head and sniffed the air. That wouldn't be the Empire Builder. He had another hour and a half to get back to the Minot train depot to open the café for that train's arrival. As long as he'd lived in Minot, which seemed...
I was 30 years old and had been married to my first wife for about 6 years. Unlike our courtship and the first year of marriage, our sex life had fallen off gradually but steadily until it was only missionary-style on Saturday nights, it seemed. I loved her, but I had (and still have) a huge sex drive, so I needed more. The internet was in its infancy at th...
A week without locating Todd anywhere, and Hardesty was beginning to question whether he'd ever find him. He'd either gone to ground or to another city—or maybe home. Maybe Hardesty would need to find a way to get information on Todd's background out of the manager of that club where Todd had been dancing the pole. Maybe Hardesty would need to lean on that g...
I had gained quite a lot of experience over the few months that I had been meeting guys for sex. I had met four off the internet and I decided that it was time to go back to where it all began and make an excuse to visit my aunt and uncle so I could go to the club without being reconised. My excuse to go and visit my aunt and uncle came up when my mother r...
I work in an office, mainly shuffling paper and answering telephones. Most of my work-colleagues are ignorant of the fact that I'm into cock, rather than pussy. It's not that I keep it secret, I just don't make a big deal of it. I've got internet access at work, but it's monitored so I save my serious porn-surfing until I get home. I settle down in front of...
A recent event reminded me of this story from a few years ago. Thought I'd share. During my early years, I did the usual playing and experimenting. When I was in my early 20's I was in love with pussy, but found myself thinking about men from time to time. My thoughts were not "romantic" but purely sexual and physical. Eventually I found myself looking at...
It must have been 2005 when my frustrations boiled over. While we were dating, my now wife and I had sex 3-4 times a week or more. She even told me her aim was to have sex every other day to keep me satisfied. Right before our wedding, she took a job three hours away. We were apart during the week but together for each weekend and would usually fuck once, bu...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === Jake and Simon were focussed on the afternoon's football game when they emerged from their hotel bedroom and there was no mention of what had taken place between their dads the previous night. Guy was his usual bright and breezy self, but I was feeling more subdued: troubled by the knowled...
For years I had sought cock in adult bookstores. Whenever I was on the road, the first thing I would do when I checked into my motel was grab the yellow pages and look for an adult bookstore in that town. I was not interested in meeting guys outside of a bookstore, anonymous cock coming through a hole in the wall, a pair of lips and tongue or a finger beckon...
Paul Lombardo had just slipped his hands under his wife Diane's little rump, and after lifting her up off of the bedding a bit, let his tongue slide down through the lips of her sex and further down, not stopping until his tongue reached her puckered anal ring. Even with her thighs surrounding his ears, Paul heard the yelp of surprise when Diane felt his to...