*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activities are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor and no, I do not want an editor. If this fact bothers you that much, kindly quit reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it'...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This series contains straight sex, bisexual sex, gay sex and incest. *** ONE MORE TIME Wednesday had proven to be a jam-packed day. Dustin got back to the hotel about 7:30 PM. More than wanting to eat, he needed to unwind. He decided to relax in the hotel spa area. He put on his swimsuit and the hotel supplied robe. Using a plastic cup, he...
Cal leaned over me, rippled chocolate stomach muscles sweaty on my lower back and buttglobes, ten-inch manmeat throbbing fixedly inside my cum-glistened bare ass. My arms extended straight down on to the bed, supporting us both as I kneeled before the greek god fucking me. His long dark thumb still wrapped around my dickroot as my piece pulsed out a final...
I stepped out of my limo into the bustling nightlife of downtown Houston. I smiled. It's always a special treat to do what I had planned that night. I took in a deep breath and tapped into one of my many abilities. My body sent out a signal to find the man most suited for what I needed. It's not a power I have to use very often, but it really does come in...
Mr. Steinberg, the tailor, had sent word that he was ready to perform my first fittings of my new clothing. I was also ready to sample the oral services he had performed upon Will and my uncle at various times in the past, so it was with an excited and half erect member that I arrived at his establishment. Disembarking from the carriage I noticed that Will...
I am a cock and cum slut. I truly mean that. I cannot get enough of men's cock. Morning, noon, and night, I love servicing hard, throbbing, dripping cocks, and feeling them fuck my throat until they shoot their warm creamy loads down my eager, waiting gullet. Of course, it is no surprise that this overwhelming desire makes me naturally submissive. Over the y...
The car smelled of old cigarettes, alcohol, and faintly of vanilla from a tree hanging on the mirror. I slid onto the seat of the yellow vehicle behind the passenger's seat, closing the door none too softly, and told the driver where I needed to go. "Corner of Maple and Fairview," and he pulled away from the nearby bar without another word. He was white, th...
June, 1974, Da Nang Airbase, Vietnam God, he was big; one of the biggest. Shit, he could fuck. Panting, panting, I grabbed the metal legs of the cot on either side in a death grip, my cheek pressed into the rough woolen blanket, my eyes bugging out and my mouth slack and open in a silent scream, as he drove it harder, deeper inside me. Cruel. Rough. Just wh...
The drills had been run several times, at various times of day. Once clear of the base's gates, it would take the driver approximately thirty minutes to reach the cove where the modified seaplane was kept. Losing a man hadn't been part of the plan. Captain McNeely was a crack shot, that hadn't been in his file. Paul Johansen slapped his hand against the van'...
Ben was taking Billy on an Oriental carpet on the deck of the captain's cabin in the Black Falcon. The position he was using was one that Billy knew was the Kamasutra position of the Reed, Billy's pelvis arched up to Ben's crotch from shoulders and feet on the floor, with Ben between his thighs and with a strong arm under Billy's waist, holding him up in an...