-- All characters are over the age of 18 -- Gaining my uncle, and my parents' permission, to go away for my first weekend alone with Rory was surprisingly easy. My uncle was close to our side of the family and he was Evan's godfather; he liked me and we played tennis together, every now and then. Rory had apparently had to work on his father's permission a...
Eli breathed softly, one hairy leg sticking from under the sheet as he slept. His dark hair went every direction. He never laid still for more than a few minutes before changing directions and his rumbled hair showed it. His mop couldn't have went more directions if he'd been standing in a tornado. I loved his sexy morning scruff, unlike my baby butt smooth...
Cold Salvation The Piscien Noitas of the Kenovani pod, the Holsien Noitas of Olaroc's clan of reptiles, and the unbeknownst Amnien Noitas on the other side of the Sazae Graveyard all wave and dance smoothly in their movements to bring the tide of the ocean up to an unnatural level of height. The otter Noita and her half-bear daughter focus as they find dif...
My name is Jack Miller and I’m 20 years old. It’s been about a year since I’ve had a girlfriend or gotten any sex for that matter. I’m far from ugly, but I’m not what most girls would consider to be a hunk or a stud either. I’m 5’9” tall, weigh about 140 pounds and I have brown eyes and light brown hair I keep in a crew cut. I have an 8-inch long dick that’s...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === At first I was convinced my ex-wife was in the bed with me. It was Sunday morning and I was in that half-dreaming half-dozing state I sometimes end up in when I've slept too long and I really should get up. I'd opened an eye to check the alarm clock a couple of times and, even though it wa...
*Hello again for part two of Poor Simon! This is just a disclaimer from your author. The following submission includes non-consent, domination, gay activities, fear, and emotional stress. For those who think I am a sadist, you may be right, but keep hope, for brighter days are on the horizon for Simon. All characters in the following piece are 18+. This i...
Nailed at the Gym Nick hadn't gone back to the farm since Francis had fucked him. It had been a week since the best Monday of his life, but Nick was far too scared to go back. He wasn't sure if Francis would be happy or pissed to see him. Was Francis fucking him so hard and rough supposed to be some sort of punishment for spying on him? And if it wasn't, wa...
Trying to get out my experiences - but they just keep happening! Thanks for all the feedback! -------------------------- I went down to my apartment and slid into bed. I was tired but still restless. It was quite a night and I lay there thinking about what we had done. As the memory of him fucking me from behind came into my head and hearing him call me hi...
The embarking passengers were picking up the Novorossiysk in Sochi, and Trent paused at the bottom of the gangplank to run his eyes across the line of ship's officers standing in a row to welcome those joining the ship in that recent Olympic venue. The Novorossiysk was a supply freighter that constantly circled the Black Sea. Its ongoing sail from here was a...
=== I stood in front of them, my son grinning broadly at me while Marcus, still kneeling forwards with his hands prizing his arse-cheeks apart, peered over in wide-eyed horror. "I just happened to see your light on and wondered what was keeping you two guys up," I said by way of flimsy explanation. "Of course you did," Jake chuckled, and I was unable to s...