The craziest thing I ever did? What the hell, I'll tell you. It started a long while back. Near the end of another hard winter day, freezing my ass off in the workshop ten hours straight. I was finishing up a PCV valve replacement, and my mind was already at Jack's; stool at the bar, my buddies playing pool, and a bottle of bourbon with my name on it. Tighte...
Hey everyone, back here with the third episode of the series, Hope you all enjoy it. And there's another thing, I'm hardly fond of defending myself but over the past few days, a few of you have assumed I'm a hacker of sorts myself! I mean that's weird, I can barely type 20 words a minute on the keyboard! But I hope you take the hacking involved in the story...
I wrote of some of my bi experiences that have happened in the past in "My first guy"; "Business trip" and "Field trip to a bathhouse" This story brings my life up to date. It is a true story that happened a couple weeks ago. I truly hope you enjoyed. --------------------------------------------- Twenty-eight years old becomes forty-two in a blink of a ey...
Author Note: FYI: No sex in this story, if you are looking to get quick rub off, this isn't the story. Thank you again to k5vreed, this was the story he told me to file away for another day, and I couldn't let it go. I have another one that is about ready that he didn't even tell me to file away, just to get it written so I can work on my other stories, so...
I gripped the bedsheet when he pushed in deep to finish inside me with a loud grunt. He then smacked my ass and placed a 20 next to me head. I turned around to get dressed again as he gushed about how amazing my ass was and asked how a prostitute could stay so tight. He was Underworld but at least he paid, must be my reputation I assumed. So many Underworld...
For the record, my name is Matthew. The story I am about to tell is true, though I'm not sure I believe it myself anymore. In the beginning it all seemed so innocent. When John and I first moved in together it was supposed to be a temporary thing. His old roommate bailed on him and I needed a place to live that was closer to where we worked. He was a wareho...
His consciousness stirred just enough to appreciate his condition and he smiled to himself and made a small, quiet, pleasurable noise. He was in a cocoon; on his back, in bed, tightly swaddled in his sheet and blanket and feeling luxurious in his warmth. The air in the apartment was cool enough that it made the warmth of his cocoon all the more pleasurable...
It was 1996 and I was living on the coast of Mississippi. I had been married for six years, and my second son had just been born. I had just returned from several months at sea on a Navy ship. My wife was always exhausted and not interested in sex. I, on the other hand, had a perpetual hard on. One day while driving along the beach I happen to notice a sign...
I was scanning through Samual Johnson's medical notes whilst I sat in the passenger seat of Margaret's car on the way to his house. It is always best to look at the patient's medical history before going to see them. This way you know more about them, and the reason for your visit(s) before you arrive. Margaret was also chatting to me about Sam, explaining...
I had been in a long-term relationship with the woman who was and will always be my soul mate. However, things in the bedroom were getting quite vanilla and all of the animalistic sex had vanished. I was at the point of repeatedly either going without sex for long periods of time or ending up with sex that felt like she was performing her duty in order to ke...