I'm driving home and as I approach the stop light, I'm behind an army guy on a motorcycle. I can see in his mirrors that he's kind of cute, but probably straight and married. But hey, a guy can look right? The light turns green, he kicks off his bike and turns the corner, as do I. I end up following him accidentally for a little while, then he goes straigh...
All characters in this fantasy story are eighteen or over. Bareback sex is part of this fantasy story. * Street Boy gets the nod and opens the passenger door. After a three day dry spell, he finally has another job. He plops his bubble-butt ass onto the supple and warm leather of his ride. The ride takes his prize to a motel on the outskirts of town. Ther...
I woke up on Sunday, refreshed, well rested, and hornier than I felt in a long time. I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen for some much needed coffee. I very quickly remembered the plug still in my ass. I smile and walk into the bathroom instead. Figured I would take it out, clean it, do my morning bathroom activities, and then put it back in. Whil...
© 2014 by R. Keith Peck He lights up the joint he'd been fingering the moment he steps off the bus, even before the other riders dispersed Looks of horror are fired his way. Doesn't he know where this is? This isn't Denver. This isn't the inner city. This is suburbia. We're normal! A mother with a Greenpeace handbag clutched her fifth-grader's shoulder and...
"Get the hell away from him!," he heard snarled savagely as he was jerked away. "You will not reward this...piece of crap!" He heard the words just as he heard the kicks. It sounded unfamiliar in its bitter anger. Shadow heard the man cry out. He'd struck a sensitive area with one of his last kicks. Shadow responded instinctively. He snarled a similar respon...
His name is Bobby, an 18 year old from Iowa who hasn't had much experience in the ways of the world. Between the small town wholesomeness and very protective parents he's led a truly sheltered life. One weekend he was given permission to visit his cousin who lives 300 miles away in the big city, Chicago. It's too short a trip to fly and Mom needs the car for...
I visited Switzerland just after my 20th birthday. I had taken several mature men's cocks in my mouth and ass but what I was going to experience in Nyon never crossed my mind. I was seated at my table at a café eating breakfast on a beautiful morning. I noticed the guy that sat at a table across me looking at me over the newspaper he was reading and smiling...
Ian sat at his workplace desk fuming as once again the new line manager had found something else to pull him up over. Ever since she came to the company she had consistently found problems with his work, appearance, and attitude. Okay, he agreed slightly with some things, and this was not a dream job and his attitude to the work was well it pays let's get on...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: While each chapter is a story in its own right, you will probably enjoy them more if you have already read the series Chris Donaldson, as well as Chapters 1-3 of Mr. One Fifty-Eight. The characters' back stories are revealed there. All characters depicted in this story are over 18. ***** The 45-lb. weight dropped on the floor with a loud t...
"The F-Express Train going to Orly-TGV will depart in two minutes." I was sick of this automated voice, sick of the F-Train and sick of all these commuters making my life hell. At least it was the end of my shift—one last round trip, and I'll go home. There, I'll connect to dating sites, find the first bottom willing to get fucked, and I'll release all the...