I found Wendy on OKCupid. She was just another face as I scrolled down, albeit a fairly attractive one. I clicked on her profile, glancing over it: she was older than me, which is not usually my type, and she was six years older than I at thirty two. She had a darker natural red hair in shoulder length cut, but a sort of light olive complexion, and pouty lip...
Let's see. As I tell this story, relaxing with my head in my young Master's lap, kissing his stiffening cock now and then, I'm trying to catch you up to how I got here. Today is Friday, January 27. I believe I left you last time on Sunday night, happily licking and chewing my own cum off of a damp washcloth. You see, my Master, a college student I call Jas...
Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. PART SEVEN: EXITS AND ENTRANCES Looking back, I only have myself to blame for how things turned out. I knew in my heart that those few days with Marsh were all I was going to get, but I couldn't help hoping for more. He was so open, so uninhibited in his passion, so willing to share his life and his son with me...
(Continues the story begun in An Appalachian Trail Romance and The Wedding) Long, sinewy muscles like bands of flexible steel rippling beneath smooth skin tanned to a lustrous bronze lent power to each punch and kick with which Stephen assaulted the weighty kicking bag. Like the sharp crack of a whip, his limbs cut through the air and struck the bag in a f...
Story Joey and I were roommates in college for a few years. We got close through the years as we belonged to a men's group which was about personal growth and sharing experiences. So beyond the typical, "we're in school together going through mid-terms, finals, projects, etc.," we got closer than I did with most of my friends in college. I had a break from...
I was a freshman in college. The year was 1973. I had decided to experiment with marijuana, and in doing so, had found myself on the receiving end of dick. In 3 days, I had sucked 3 different dicks, and I had been fucked by all 3 guys... and what's more, I had enjoyed it. What I didn't realize is that my roommate, Alan, had become suspicious of my activitie...
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Sasha Marin sat and stared at the six men around him. Each of them were either laughing, drinking beer, or watching some television. They didn't seem to care much what Sasha was doing, even though he was their prisoner. Then again, the skinny, five foot two brunette was no match for the six muscle bound giants around him. Sasha Marin was the only son of Vl...
Frank and I have been friends since the 6th grade. We're 28 years old now. He's as cool as they come, little stud with jet-black, wavy, dark hair, about 5ft 11 inches, in shape, not too bulky. He's solidly built but not in any exaggerated way. The ladies always thought of him as "cute" or "adorable." In high school our class voted him "class cutie." I alway...
I'd read about the Honey Hollow swimming hole on a naturally dammed section of Cunningham Creek in the Baltimore Sun's travel section, and I'd never heard of it before, even though it was just up the road from Thurmont, where I lived. I'd heard of the Honey Hollow Reservoir, of course, because it provided water to Thurmont. It was up in a fold of the Catocti...