Reader alert: this is not an erotic story I am conflicted about publishing this story. I do not mean, in any way, to trivialize the horrors a man like Julius would have dealt with. The idea came to me when I was half asleep, on a plane coming home from a meeting. I tried several times to tell it from Tom's point of view but I couldn't make it work. I am a...
It had been quite some time since I had been to the video shop and theater in Cin***. Finding myself with a gratifying free afternoon, I set out as early as possible so to maximize my time and opportunities. I managed to find a convenient place to park the motorcycle and entered the video shop. Unchanged from my last visit, one is presented with a choice, th...
River woke up in his bed later that day not remembering how he got home. He did however remember the pain that he experienced and the image of his daughter that he got right before he started his run. Strange, he thought to himself, that's never happened before. He remembered while growing up, his mother would often get headaches that came out of nowhere a...
I met him in a parking lot in the park. He was driving a long silver limo with very dark tinted windows. He invited me to join him in the back. I climbed in and he followed me, taking our jackets off as we got comfortable. I leaned over to him and kissed his lips hard, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. He gently sucked on it and let me swirl it around. I a...
One of the good things about living in Washington DC is that there's never a shortage of visitors. Friends & family are always coming through town for vacation, meetings, etc., which is good because it gets you out of the house. Last week I went to meet one of my visiting friends near his hotel in Dupont Circle, and it changed my life forever. Dupont Circle...
It was getting late. Harry and John had been drinking and talking – putting the world to rights – and were now both sitting on one of the sofas in John's sitting room – the easier to pass the dope pipe between them. A silence falls – not a difficult one – they are never stuck for words these two. Pleasantly pissed and mildly stoned. Harry leans back into the...
Vice 2 -- Jay Grady My own fucking son, Brian, sprawled out on his back. In my own fucking bed with his legs spread open like a whore. I held his ankles in each hand and pushed his legs down and back so his ass was open and visible. I backed my cock out slowly, twitching when his wet insides fluttered around the sensitive crown of my cock. It was worse when...
It had been a good two months since our last mud wrestle and Andy and I were keen to get together again. We had chatted constantly during this period. Keeping in touch and throwing ideas around for various other types of erotic messy wrestling. Everything from oil, custard, desserts, puddings, cake, baked beans, and the list seemed endless. As for the type...
Jamie Flint* "Why... the fuck did you even keep going back to him? I mean... I mean... the guys a proper shithead!" I couldn't help but laugh. He was spot on. Good ole Kyle was always a straight shooter. "He had his good qualities." He scoffed, "Like what?" I thought over that one. "He had an ass you could bounce a nickel off of." Kyle nearly fell off...
All participants are over 18. ******* Colin retraced his steps in his mind, back to the beginning of this adventure. Today, he had planned to make aggressive advances on his friend and crush, Quentin, by giving him a blowjob in a dark and nearly empty cinema. After a quick trip to the bathroom, Colin had returned to the wrong theatre, sat down beside a m...