Tebber ran his fingers over the wing spread across his lap. The slashes were nearly healed, but the broken spars would take longer to mend. The wings still required oiling, however. Tebber spread the oil on by hand because he didn't want to risk pulling any of the stitches. Besides, he enjoyed feeling the silky smoothness of the thin layer of colorful flesh....
I'll let comments from you readers determine whether this instalment is an ending in itself or merely a cliff-hanger. –K * Six months after Donovan moved in we got a call from Mom. The day was a sweltering hot one in July, which was uncharacteristic enough of Vancouver to warrant a heat-wave warning. With no air conditioning in our loft, we were hot, swea...
I was staying in a condo, sharing it with a co-worker during the summer of 1996. He had gone golfing and I wanted to work on my tan. I had brought various bathing suits with me, including several thongs. Thongs, especially on males, were not worn on the main beach, so I put on a gray thong and pulled on a pair of shorts over them. Taking my beach towel and a...
I had joined a hook up site months ago. I am married, but have this urge to fulfill some man on man fantasies. I consider myself to be versatile, because I have had fantasies of ramming my cock into another man, but also submitting myself to having a man slide in and out of me as well. About 60% of the guys on the site list themselves as bottoms, 30% as ver...
This is part of an ongoing story over multiple Categories with common characters. ************ I was sitting at Cup in Time drinking my doppio and was thinking how so much had changed in a little over a year. Cyndee and I weren't together anymore although we were definitely "friends with benefits". We didn't get together much anymore, especially since Dav...
As stupid as it sounds, I had memorized the telephone number scrawled on the stall wall in the bathroom at K-Mart. Now, I was dropping a quarter into the pay phone and dialing the number. "Yes?" I hesitated. "I found this number at K-Mart," I finally stammered. "Ohhhh," came his response, "so you're looking for some head?" I hesitated a moment. "Well?...
I got in my car just passed noon. I texted Dad to let him know that I was on the road in 5 minutes. He told me to watch traffic on 26. I smirked and texted thanks! I put the phone on hands free and dialed Brett. It rang and went to voice mail. "Hey this is Zach. Just calling to say hey. I'm on my way to lunch with parents. I'll be back in town about 330-400,...
After a few minutes, Gary got his breathing controlled, he looked at me, and asked if I wished to go indoors. I replied "Sure." And headed toward the steps to get out of the pool. As I got to the steps, Gary had already reached them, I looked up at his firm, but not hard cock, and balls. Interesting perspective. I realized that I could still taste his cum...
I am a runner. As a 70 something male I work hard to stay in shape. I am also bisexual. I still enjoy the bottoms of men and women, and on occasion, let both fuck mine. What do these have to do with each other? Let me explain. I live in Indianapolis, Indiana. We have a fabulous running trail on an old railroad right of way called the Monon Trail. I am on th...
It is always so nice being fucked by Greg and maybe that is an understatement, you see for me there has never been another to whom I have been so ardently chemically attracted and the moment we meet my whole being is a flutter in anticipation of the wonderful things to come. As on our first date he spoils and pampers me, wine and dines me at his local pub r...