I imagine crashing next to you after a night of heavy drinking together in just my spandex briefs and shorts. As you woke up in the middle of the night to take a leak, you found me still fast asleep on my side and unresponsive to your prodding probably due to the state of drunkenness i am in. Feeling horny and gutsy at the thought of having a straight friend...
I'm impressed and amazed at the imaginations of many authors here—able to write from multiple perspectives, inventing complex scenarios, developing characters through multiple chapters of evolving stories. I am not one of those authors. My background is in science, specifically biology. I deal with questions, observations, data, hypotheses, analysis. I rare...
We had decided to meet in my room that evening, the last of the conference. I had changed into a robe and my lounging pants. Paul knocked at the door and I opened it. With him stood a short, slender young guy who looked to be nineteen or twenty at most. He was really hot, and Paul whispered," I thought you might enjoy joining us." Of course; certainly after...
The fishing village where you were born is quiet, peaceful, and utterly, utterly... dull. Strong men and women drop by regularly, keeping the markets moving and the people happy, bringing with them not just coin but stories of their exploits in the larger world outside. Growing up on these stories, you decided at an early age that as soon as you were able y...
It was a cool, late summer night and I was looking for some excitement. I was already turned on from reading several stories about men enjoying other men and decided that I would give it a try. I decided to go to a bathhouse in an area that was a few miles away from a major local university. When I arrived it was dark outside and there wasn't much foot or ca...
I became a cocksucker at age 55. I started slow, responding to internet ads every six months or so. Afraid of disease, afraid of being seen by someone I knew, afraid of being myself. As the urges grew, so did the frequency of my encounters. Sometimes I was a sissy in lingerie, sometimes I was just naked, but I was always a bottom. When I retired, I moved to...
I've always dreamed about his lips on mine, but feeling them were a different story altogether. I imagined his kiss to be soft, sensual. Yet his lips lit a flaming passion across my mouth onto my neck and collar bone. I shuddered at his dominant touch. Wrapping my arms around his neck he let his hands slip under my shirt, caressing up my torso to my nipple...
This story contains femdom, gay conversion, extreme humiliation, BDSM aspects, and frankly, is fairly extreme. If you enjoy it, please check out Power Trip, by wally_west, who inspired this story. ***** Nicholas was able to refrain from masturbating that night and the next morning, but only because of the tenderness of his ass. Without access to his genita...
Downstairs, there were enough towels around to make a cautious estimate concerning how long it would take before some stranger and I were playing with each other's cocks. Shortly was the simple answer, though the jacuzzi had to be factored into the calculation. Seeing at least 6 men in the bubbling jacuzzi, I showered thoroughly after my previous encounter...
I never knew his name; our hosts never told us. Neither did I know where they found him. He wasn't the first young man which the posse of imperious dominants had provided for the entertainment and he wouldn't be the last. The submissive character and accommodating nature of the sluts which brightened these parties always entranced me. They loved to serve; t...