"Oh my God, Jake, I can't believe what you guys were doing last night!" This was my opening gambit over coffee-making when the two of us had just got up. I was hoping my seemingly light-hearted quip might give me the opportunity to tell him I would really like to double-end with him - that being something one did with another man with an appropriate dildo....
In the bedroom, in a reading chair, sits Mr. Rooney. On his knees in front of Mr. Rooney is Mr. Frye, his back to me. They're both nude. Mr. Frye is giving Mr. Rooney a blowjob. I'm starting to understand what Mr. Frye meant when he said he and Mr. Rooney socialized. Mr. Rooney leers at me over Mr. Frye's bobbing head, a smile curling up under that terribl...
The following weeks finally passed and school was over and summer was here. Our little secret was still safe and I decided I was going to learn as much as I could from Mary's dad this summer. He had started a desire I didn't know I had. I still loved Mary and thought she was the most beautiful girl around. I didn't think of men or boys as particularly attrac...
John stared down at his plate. The food wasn't great, but he was hungry after being worked hard all day, his first day in prison. He'd arrived the day before, but that was mostly showing him his cell, explaining the rules, things like that. By the time everything was sorted it was lights out. He'd been woken this morning early, taken to breakfast, then sho...
Jake flipped nervously through the magazine left on the nightstand. It was all in German, and he could not understand squat. He sighed and buried his head in the crook of his elbows. Then he stretched, enjoying the fluffiness of the sheets. "Nice view," he heard Klaus calling from behind and straightened up immediately. "Who's childish now?" he went for a...
Please remember all my stories are true and that my boyfriend and I always use a condom with strangers but don't describe their application or use in my adventures as it can be a bit of a passion killer. Stay safe. *********************** My boyfriend Dave and I were booked to go for a week to Mallorca at the end of March last year, just before we open up...
############################################ Author's note – Thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback, views and ratings on chapter 1. It's the first time I've ever written erotic fiction and I'm so happy that it's been so well received. Mark and David's story will go on and can go on for as long as people like it. I'm also open to suggestions for...
Well, it was time to close down the model apartments. With the weather being stormy throughout the day with wind, rain, and biting cold, it had been a quiet and rather boring day. The high-percentage sales staff sat this day out knowing that there wouldn't be too many prospective buyers, so as the newest and youngest salesperson on staff, I was pretty much l...
Ellis Bellman looked at himself in the full-length mirror on his closet. He wasn't a bad looking young man; pale-skinned, slim, a bit of hair on his thighs and chest, muscles where you're supposed to have them, even if they weren't very impressive. His fair hair was long and untidy, parted on the side. He tried to imagine how girls saw him. Would they autom...
The following account of late 19th century sexual torment was taken from the journal of Daniel Nickels, the Captain of the brig Waccamaw during the Civil War. The journal was discovered hidden behind a wall during recent renovations at the Bellaire Plantation in Savannah, Georgia, where the Captain lived after the war. I surveyed the chamber for the upcomi...