*** The first chapter is a little more drawn out to paint the story line. The following chapters will have more action and less dialogue. *** CHAPTER 1 It is a fine, sunny day in the month of September as I sat at my usual table waiting for an old school friend of mine. He should be arriving soon to join me for lunch here at the Hail Ale in Westminster Cit...
It was quite a warm summer's day so me and a few friends decided to go for a bike ride in and around the local woods. We all had mountain bikes so could tackle the trails and woodland paths quite easily. There were 4 of us on the ride, myself Tom, Grant, Paul and Tony. We were all 18 and were coming to the end of our senior school days. We had been friends f...
Another entirely fictional story. I hope you enjoy I was at university when I first started giving blow jobs. It just sort of happened. I'd better tell you the whole story. I was always good at most sports and particularly cricket. I had played for the school team and when I got to uni I was soon involved with my college team. At the time it was mainly mad...
Part 4: The Ashes Author's note- this story contains depictions of same sex incest. ***** "I don't believe it." I said to my dad, stepping outside and closing the sliding door behind me. Back in the living room my wife was watching TV with our little girl, completely oblivious to the conversation we were having. "It's true mate. You can blame bloody Glen...
It's odd but strangely compelling to watch your own son masturbating right there in front of you. I was fascinated to see how different his technique was from my own - his hand seemed so much more frantic and his fingers more agile - while marvelling at so many physical similarities between us. His cock was ever so slightly bigger than mine, but other than...
WARNING! ( Please Read Carefully ) The following short story is not for the feint hearted. It is intended for adults only with an interest in gay sex and rugby league and it contains plenty of visceral and extremely graphic male on male group sex. The rugby league match at the heart of the story gets pretty rough. The sex that follows it is even rougher. T...
Song references are to Rum, Thunderbird, by Tom Robinson. _______________________________________________________ She's gone. I flex my right hand, and vow to change the sheets in the morning. Tomorrow, Dan'll be in my bed, and not going home. That's a bit more than a hobby. Still, seeing Laura in a month, having at that lush curvy arse that she's made...
I was in my final year of university studies. I was 21 at the time, 6 ft 1 tall, slim, and sexually pretty inexperienced. I'd had one girlfriend and we'd had sex a few times but the relationship didn't last. Despite my inexperience, I was horny, as I guess all lads that age are. Masturbation was an outlet I really engaged with. I also loved being naked, but...
CHAPTER 1 The other day, late one afternoon, I was walking along a quiet path in the park, when suddenly I experienced what the French call a Coup de Foudre, which literally translates into English as a Bolt of Lightning. Of course I had not been struck by lightning; otherwise I should not be here to tell this story. Metaphorically, Coup de Foudre also mean...
So now I was a top as well. And all this in a week! What would Marty think back at work when I told him. If I told him. I stepped out of the shower and found that Tony was no longer asleep. He sat on the end of the bed and was deep in a mobile phone conversation. He winked at me and grinned as he continued. "Sure you'll like him. He's a really cute guy. B...