We were in the study of Professor Hendrick's house, in the late evening, nearing the end of the tutorial he was conducting. At least I assumed it was nearing the end, because I was very close to coming. We were in a straight chair facing his desk. Professor Hendricks, his hands wrapped around my waist was sitting in the chair; I was sitting on his hard cock—...
This is the story of my first train and how it came about. This happened way back, in the days before we'd even heard about AIDS or HIV or anything like it. I was twenty-two at the time and had been going to this one particular adult theater in town for several months. I liked this place because they had two screens, one playing straight films and the othe...
It just cannot be described how physically obsessed and addicted I am to pure, unprotected, gay adult bookstore sexual bliss! I just can't stop it, nor will I ever! I know this, and I've excepted this. The crazy thing is that I have a life with a girl and a very good and respectable position in the community. BUT OH BOY, if they only knew how rotten and filt...
As I was driving home after a weekend away, I started thinking about going to the Paris Theater. I was feeling very aroused since I hadn't jacked off in several days, I needed to feel a pair of lips on my cock. I had been there before and always had some guy slobbering on my cock within 15 minutes of walking through the door. I parked as close as I could, t...
"Oh shit . . . Oh SHITTT!" "Am I hurting you? Tell me, if so. I don't want to―" "Oh, god, no. Faster, deeper. You are so big—so beautiful. Oh, god, no, don't stop. I haven't . . . in so long. Ohhhh, SHIT Yes!" "I'm not hurting your legs? This position's OK?" Guy's legs were running up Craig's naked torso to his shoulders on either side of his head as Cra...
College has always been known as a time for experimenting, especially sexually. Everybody around was eighteen years old, official adults, and seemed to be constantly horny. I couldn't say that I was any different; Being a guy, it was practically necessary. I had always considered myself straight, until college started. I'd never been with another guy, but I...
Matt had passed by the adult store thousands of times on his way home from work. He had never stopped there. Tonight his wife was at her mothers and wouldn't be home until really late. He decided to check it out and see what was inside. He entered the tinted glass door and a man behind a counter told him he must buy some tokens. Matt gave the man $5.00 and e...
At first, we don't really know what to do. After weirdly deciding that we're going to "date," we sit there awkwardly for a bit, laughing in that silly, nervous way two kids do when they admit they have crushes on each other. It feels so childish, so juvenile -- but at the same time, I'm all about it. I just don't know what to do next. The only question in my...
Chapter 19. In which our hero is taken in hand. Some months of social turmoil have passed since the last chapter in this diary. The mistress of chapter four has made an occasional reappearance to both my delight and disadvantage. Delight to the extent that I find it impossible to decline; such is the overwhelming rapture of the exhilarating sex. And disa...
This story is about what I did to please my online Mistress Nikki who wanted me to do kinky and humiliating things to please her. Her goal was to turn me into her gay panty boy slut. ******** Friday ******** I left work early Friday afternoon to do as she demanded. After training me to suck cock by sucking a dildo, she demanded I take it to the next leve...