OK. I'm pushy. I'm an abrasive, irritating, know-it-all. 'Asshole', I guess would be an appropriate - strike that, PERFECT - term for me. I'm that guy at the party you see talking in the corner, wearing a beatific smile of intellectual arrogance you want to beat into jelly. Then, as the evening wears on, I become louder and louder, drowning out everyone els...
Bobby had heard all the stories about Mr. Springer, but still liked being his assistant coach for the college swim team. They traveled all over the state, and Bobby enjoyed the long drives. He didn't have to travel in the loud, hot team bus, either. Mr. Springer always insisted Bobby ride in his car. As the season wore on, Bobby began to notice Mr. Springer...
Cockwhore that I am I have been giving these two guys blow jobs on a regular basis. Actually I suck them, mouth their balls, rim them, and they often fuck my pussy mouth. Though different both of them have nice cocks. One is married and older, in his 40s. The other is single, 20-something-year-old. The married guy's cock is average - 5-6" long, about 4" ar...
His knob pressed into my anal spinchter. It felt somewhat like a raquetball being shoved up my ass but different; round, hard, yet yielding as my anus gave way to its invasion, but warm, wet and pointed on the end. The rod pushing it into me was a bit thinner, but also hard and at the same time soft, fleshy, thickly veined and slimed with the lubricant he ha...
A few weeks later, it snowed. It was only a few inches, but enough to break out the shovels. I ran out to the car one afternoon to grab a few things, and noticed Will shoveling his driveway. "Hey pal, need a hand?" I asked. "Oh man, yeah, could you? It is freezing out here," Will replied. I ran inside and threw on a thick jacket, hat, and gloves. Pickin...
I moaned softly as the dark-haired man ran his tongue over my nipple and then over it again, chills running down my spine at the feel of the hard, round metal stud rubbing on my nipple. I was thinking hard, although having a hard time organizing my thoughts—Steve was his name, I thought. I had met up with him in the bar downstairs. I don't know what had dra...
I'm Dave. Actually, I'm Dawei, but like most second-gen Chinese Americans I find it's helpful to have an Anglo name. I'm from the Bay Area, working in high-tech targeted mostly at intelligence scenarios. So tonight, like many nights, I'm at the bar of a chain hotel in a town in Maryland, just outside Washington DC. The town consists mainly of low-slung bui...
(a story continued for a friend) For a moment the morning before, I thought I had satisfied my bi-curiosity. But then I realized I had only started to chip through the ice. Standing in the showers with Sean, feeling the heat build around me and inside me, watching his thick cock glide through his soapy fist as I stroked rhythmically beside him, had not let...
The fingers were shivering more and more as they were approaching each other. The weakening sensation in both the minds. The hesitation and embarrassment. But as they collided together, like nuclear fusion, immense energy spread in both of them. The fingers entered the gaps in the hands of each other and then moved swiftly to caress different portions. The f...
Several months after I had parted from Jeff and a few weeks after my experience with Lionel (recounted in Chapter 15) three things happened virtually simultaneously. Firstly my wife, in a regular phone call with our daughter, told her that her lover was ill and being taken to hospital. I was not sorry for him, indeed I hoped that he would soon be dead, but I...