I woke up alone, stretching in bed. It actually felt good not to have a body next to me for a change. Don't get me wrong, the sex had been super hot, but at some point, a man and his dick just need some alone time. Genie had given me a sideways smile saying he understood. Work was work, I was still distracted thinking of the sex I'd had with Bill and Matt,...
It was the summer of nineteen-ninety, I had just graduated high school and was partying like a rock star. Occasionally when my friends would drop me home late at night, I would walk the block or so to a nearby two lane highway that led out of Boston and stick my thumb out, not ready to end the night just yet. I had a massive libido but knew the chances of a...
I had spent four hours eating the sweaty asshole of Lt. Colonel Robert Andrews, a ruggedly handsome, quirky stud. I was exhausted, but deliriously excited. It was too good to be true. My tongue had been so far up Robert's ass that I thought I'd burst a blood vessel in my tongue, the way it maniacally and desperately stretched to go deep, deep into him and ex...
I didn't want to be parted from Gavin. I clung to him as his heavy body covered my smaller one completely, enjoying the weight of him over me. His breath tickled my neck and after a long, intimate silence he spoke quietly. "How're you feeling, pup?" There was sincerity and slight concern in his voice, but he kept his face buried in my neck so I couldn't se...
The trucker only makes a brief appearance at the end of the story. Somehow I felt an introduction was needed and the story with the trucker which I started would have made the whole thing too long. If there is interest, then please let me know and vote for the story so I am encouraged to write more, which I will gladly do. Obviously when reading this, please...
Jude had gotten through the second set at The Spot in Chelsea the same way he had gotten through all of Logjam's concerts in the last two decades—riding a high on the music, the roar of the crowd, beer, and poppers. If the proportion of beer and poppers had been relentlessly creeping up over the last fifteen years, it had been too gradual for Jude to notice...
This story is entirely fiction—it has a copyright and can not be used without written consent. * PRISON MEAT: Part One "Prison Barter System" Joe lay motionless in the hospital bed; the cavernous prison ward was dark, illuminated only by the red glow of the exit signs. A soiled neck bandage covered a four-inch slash, received defending himself from the "b...
The light in the room was dim, dusk having set in over the previously abandoned cottage at the edge of the village. The furnishings were scant, mostly broken and worn-out, useless sticks of this and that, with thick layers of dust on all surfaces, the dust also being heavy in the weak beams of light coming through the grimy-paned window, kicked up by the act...
Quick note: This story includes CMNM, humiliation, domination, submission, and objectification. But it doesn't have any oral or anal sex - - - If you're looking for oral/anal, then this may not be the story for you. Late in the afternoon, I got dressed as instructed -- in a jock strap, tight jeans, plain white t-shirt and boots. The jeans were super tight...
Jake and Andy stepped into the dark hallway, they took carefully one step at a time. They didn't know what to expect so vigilance was of the essence. When they had taken a few steps in the hallway, they heard a noise behind them. The door closed and locked itself, so much for playing carefully. A second later the hallway was lit up by some dim lights in th...