Friday nights could usually find me on the field, sweaty and a little bruised but happy as hell to be out there. After the game I'd shower with the guys, sometimes in an angry silence at a loss, thinking on what to do next time, but more often than not we simply traded jokes and laughs, high on yet another win. We didn't lose much, we took pride in that. Our...
"Did y'ever taste yer cum?" Jerry's question didn't surprise me; nothing ever surprised me where he was concerned. "No, but I've wanted to," I told him, laughing, "I really looked forward to it, but once I got off, I didn't have the urge to taste it; I've sniffed it though and I didn't think it smelled that good." "Yeah, I agree," Jerry, said, disappointed...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
Most people who explore their bisexual side will have different reasons for doing it and why they decided to try it. I cannot even begin to explain why I tried it and to this day, many years later I am still unable give a reasonable explanation of why I started. I think it was the need to explore and try new things, but then it might just be nature or the wa...
Author's Note: Apologies to everyone who was begging for more after the last chapter which I posted... Nearly a year ago. I am still alive luckily. I tend to get bad writer's-block when writing NSFW works and decided to forget about this story for a while and possibly eventually come back with a fresh perspective. I am hoping people who enjoyed the previous...
The Video Tape Over the next three or four weeks, Scott and I sucked each other off whenever and wherever we could. Unfortunately, the weather had turned very cold and we couldn't spend as much time at the cave. Instead, we had weekend sleep-overs, where we would take turns blowing each other and of course, jerking each other off. We were almost caught agai...
Another boring Sunday afternoon, sat at home trying to watch something on the cable network TV channels to pass away the quietness and serious lack of action that was this day. I decided I was going to go out and this my local but not so well known Public Toilet that had gotten me some action in the recent months all though mainly quick brief encounters the...
My wife and I were finally getting together with my old friend Steve and his wife Carol. They had a second home in the Poconos and we decided to meet one weekend for some R & R. We got there late Friday night and got acquainted again, then we hit the sack early. Saturday morning the wives decided to to into town and buy some food so Steve and I hung out at...
Here is the second Chapter many of you have asked for: Having just experienced my first butt fuck with the hooker, I liked it and wanted more. I couldn't help wondering what it must have feel like to have a long cock up your arse. Tony had already turned of the light and climbed into his bed as I just stood next to mine in my boxers. "Are you alright Gar?...
It was a hot day in June when i went on my first cycling trip with Pete. I was 18, he was a year older & we'd decided to head off to the country for some 'R&R' while off work. For mile after mile, i watched his ass cheeks pumping up & down rhythmically until my cock was pressing painfully against my thigh! When we made a stop, i got off the bike with some di...