I stood in the shower watching the water fall off my body, looking down as the water went into the drain all I could think about was what a slut I had become and how much it both made me ashamed and at the same time turned me on. Just thinking about it made my dick hard, just thinking about the fact that not even a week ago I had never sucked a dick, I had n...
My name is Brad. I know, the name sounds either gay or preppy. But, I'm single and have a busy work schedule. So I don't get to meet wild women, engage in sex orgies or the like. I just have time for occasional sex. Besides; I sort of like men. Oh, I like women too, but I'll be honest, I've fucked just one man steady since college. I think I'm just too lazy...
The heat could be unbearable at times, the delta of Vietnam was like a natural sauna. It would rain almost every day during the summer, keeping everything lush but the humidity was almost 100% without the rain. The mud was always there, red, sticky and everywhere. The vegetation was like nothing we had ever seen before, tall, cutting and scary. It smelled, a...
The windows of the house were dark but Brady knew better than to hope Steve was sleeping. He used his key to open the door. He saw the flash of movement just in time to deflect the punch. The smell of beer hit him like a train, pushing away the remnants of Ezra's baby shampoo scented hair. Brady's vision clouded with anger. He was barely aware of the sounds...
During a work offsite there, I was pinged on Scruff by a hot Cuban guy who said he worked there as a manager. He unlocked and I could see just how hot he was. I unlocked. He said it was apparent from my photos that I was a very hungry, talented cocksucker and asked, "Are you in the mood to get throat fucked by his hot, thick 8" uncut Cuban cock. I answer...
I woke up sweaty and naked in my bed. My chest hair was damp and I was erect. My mind immediately returned to the incredible time that Brian and I had had last night. I thought again of us, like real men, masturbating together, watching each other pump our cocks while we talked about the simpler things in life. I wished more than anything that I could pump t...
I was in the main area of a booth store in Chicago, about to leave as there was no good men there, when a group of men wearing wedding rings, all tall, handsome, looking like the CNN reporter, Scott McLean, entered and walked by me on the way to the back room. I'm sure my mouth dropped opened and my eyes popped out! The last one, a tall hot redhead, turned...
The Lee was a rundown theater past its prime. Its heyday was probably in the fifties, and it probably went through several revival attempts before becoming the adult theater for the town. It was alright that seats were broken, and everything was musty with mold smell in the air, because people were coming to see movies that they couldn't see anywhere else be...
The shitty apartment that I had lived in during the previous eight months had finally taken its toll on me. As much as I hated looking for new housing, I knew I had to get out of my cramped, musty apartment. I knew I wouldn't find a place to live for as cheap as what I was paying, but I also I knew I could cut back on my budget to afford a nicer room farther...
My sexual liaisons with Coach Abraham lasted for the rest of my senior year, until I graduated from High School, and then I never saw him again. I often wondered what he was up to and if he was still as sexy as I remembered him. My only regret was that I never let him fuck me, as I desperately wanted his fat cock to be the first inside my ass. He was a confi...