Part One: My Wife's Out There Sucking Cock, So Why Shouldn't I? I'm going to stop sucking stranger's cocks. Next week. Or probably the week after. Maybe. I'd rather not talk of these things. But there's a need to confess, to seek absolution for my sins. Look at me. What do you see? Go on, admit it, to most people, I'm a respectable married man with a well-...
The black flag billowing above the school entrance stirred up feelings of confusion and dread as I walked into the courtyard. Black wasn't a very popular color for flags, it was dark and aggressive. It swept gently over the heads of the students as they filed inside, a few of the taller boys swatting it out of the way. It bore a simple design. A large white...
"English. English, please. We have an American guest." I normally would have taken that as a friendly gesture, but I felt the sarcasm and condescension at the core of Elias Mikalaides's request that the men of the conclave discuss their topic in a language I could understand when he had gathered at Elias's bungalow late the next morning. It was like he was...
The thunder cracked and the rain pelted against the bedroom window, stirring me from another yet fitful sleep. The blue glow of the alarm clock above my head on the bed board threatened 2:05 AM. I lay there quietly, wrestling with counted sheep and boring lists to entice my fleeting sleep. The pounding of the rain soothing, yet calling my name, drew my atte...
Another younger/older, 'bearotica' romance from yours truly. I sense that many fans of the genre prefer the younger and smaller fellow's point of view, so I'm giving that a try in this one. This is my first attempt at a longer story arc. It develops at a slower-than-normal pace for my writing, but I assure you it lives up to the promise of the opening pass...
Too much of a good thing? After kissing First Sergeant Kovachek--a very crotchy, locker-room tasting smooch since he'd been sucking his own jockstrap while I fucked him--I rolled over, all fucked out. I pulled the dripping-wet sheet over us both and we fell asleep. I planned to wake up after a short nap for more fucking--but both of us were more exhausted t...
Instantly I drop the clothes and run to his side. "Bridge? Bridge, are you alright?" I raise him in my arms, wondering again at how light he is. It's as if his bones are hollow. Is it because he is fey? "He fell, Luma. There was nothing we could do; no time. He was standing watching you and then suddenly he just fell." "He exhausted himself. I should have...
There once was a policeman named Laidley Small, who didn't deserve it. He was a policeman, sure enough, but he wasn't small. And he couldn't get laid. For months, ever since my return from six months as a hostage of terrorists in Colombia (where I was made to crave a good, stalwart cock and where I became a cum-slut), my life was one sexual adventure afte...
All participants are over 18. ***** The dreaded day arrived: Monday. My two weeks of vacation ended and it was time to go back to work. I called in an hour before my office shift and, to my great relief, I successfully arranged to work from home for three days, but there was no avoiding returning to the office on Thursday for the team meeting. I was well...
There are parallels with some of these characters with real life people. Purely for entertainment purposes only. ***** I believed in God but my faith was not standard, not something that most would expect me to have. With what I did, I really couldn't look to the Good Book for answers and I couldn't now especially when I had thoughts of corrupting His favo...