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...
The passage of the Straits of Gibraltar into the Mediterranean two days following the visit of the second of Billy's night lovers was the occasion of much celebration on board. In keeping with naval tradition, Captain Bainbridge declared a half work day, double rum rations, and a festive meal for officers and sailors alike. It was also the opportunity to ha...
Leaving Rocky's room, despite every part of me wanting to fuck his ass again, I stumbled home as if in a dream. The excitement of finally fucking his big ass was coursing through me and, though my body and cock needed sleep, my mind couldn't switch off. He actually came while getting fucked, even with my limited experience with men, I knew that was rare for...
The element of fantasy can only enhance and make my experience of last July 4th a little more dreamy. But it will never give the excitement of true lust as I felt it. The new neighbors moved to our suburban cul-de-sack a couple of weeks after schools closed, perfect timing for a get-to-know party on July 4th. They accepted our invitation and rang our door b...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. John was still in another world, it would seem, dreaming about one of the girls whose image he kept in his wallet. He was mine, but I wanted more. A few hours had passed and it was possible that the friends that had deposited John on the bench at the boardwalk had returned to thei...
I hadn't made up my mind whether I wanted to fuck or be fucked that night, so I lost out altogether—or so it seemed at the time. There hadn't been much pickings in Bill's, a hole-in-the wall gay pick-up bar tucked away in an alley off Maunganui Road in the Mount Maunganui district leading up from the cruise ship wharf to Mount Maunganui. When I'd first stum...
Chapter 8 - To The Hospital When I woke up I had been returned to the master bedroom. I do not understand how this man can be so sneaky. I was surprised to see him walking into the bathroom. Clearly Tam wanted me to sleep in, and enjoy the morning off. I just enjoyed watching him walk away. Sleeping in was not in the cards, the phone rang. Tamam turned an...
A feeble light pierced the darkness. It spread across the khaki canvas chairs and backpacks that littered the plywood floor. When the rays of dawn reached the metal sink it reflected onto Stevie's face. He rubbed his eyes. For a moment he thought that he was safely in his bedroom. He opened his eyes fully. The bare wall reminded him that he was still in the...
"That's the last of the equipment inventoried, Bobby. You know why I stayed back with you this evening to help you do this, don't you?" "Yes, coach," Bobby, the manager of the university football team, said. He was trembling a bit and licking his lips. "OK, then. Hit the showers." "Yes, Coach." "Come here first." "Yes, Coach." Ed Tolivar, the football...
The soldiers were resting around a tiny fire in a small clearing. The fire was only for cooking and illumination; the steamy jungle night required no extra heat. Dan Hansen was sitting with his back propped against a tree trunk, totally exhausted, gazing at the tall figure standing at the edge of the clearing. Harris was so far away from the light that Dan i...