You could say that when I was 18 I was a little "Cock Crazy." I had yet to lose my virginity, but still had given my fair share of blowjobs. One of my favorite things to do was find a businessman staying in my town on craigslist, go to his hotel, and then suck him off and get that hot, delicious cum. I could go on and on about the different men I took in my...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
What else should I tell you? That Artur fucked me three times that night? How Artur's body was smooth, and how into it were etched lines of winged musculature. That he looked like a creature meant for water; and glistened the like. I spilled my eyes down his body to the shallow well of his naval-- from which a fine line of hair found its delta below in a s...
His cock was instantly hard, his brown eyes taking in my naked frame eagerly. the last few hours had been a blur, my best mate stood naked before me, his lean fingers stroking his thick shaft. I borrowed a large sum of money from him, and this was how I was going to pay it back. He planned on fucking me, harder and faster than anyone before him. He told me h...
Warning: This story contains nonconsensual sex between twin brothers as well as words and other situations that some may find offensive. While I do not condone the nonconsensual sex depicted in this story, I do believe that a fictional setting is the proper place to explore the fantasy of loss of control. In real life, consent does not mean the absence of a...
The following story isn't a story so much as a confession. I could have rewritten it in the form of a narrative with characters and plot, but I think I will save that for some other time. Instead, this story is more of a stream-of-consciousness confession of the fantasies I have. Being that this is all a true confession of sexual secretes I've been keeping I...
This is my fantasy and I'm "sticky" to it. While there is only slight non-consent reluctance I have put this story in this category because the non-consent reluctance aspect will mature in the next two continuations. I hope you enjoy the fulfillment of my fantasy. There I was sitting in my car a in a strip mall not to far from home, nervous, anxious, an...
(This story is a sequel to "A Christmas Tree Scent"; but both stories hold up on their own. Enjoy!) *** Crack. A stick breaking! I darted around, with the obvious conceit of being some sort of powerful prey animal, claws aloft. Stillness and silence. Okay, I broke the stick. That was just me. I continued, already feeling a little ridiculous. Maybe thi...
(Note- In my eagerness to get started, I have written the second part first. The background will appear later on.) * When I woke up, I was still groggy from the drinks we had had last night. Strange! I couldn't move my hands. I thought I was still dreaming and tried to pinch myself, and realized, that to do it, I would have to move my hands, which was not...
I'd felt Danny inside me which is something I'd always craved for and wondered just how it would feel to share intercourse with another man. Now I had felt it I somehow felt good with the world. It was like I was wanted and Danny was a wonderful guy who was forever considerate, perhaps a little too much at times, because it would be nice if he took the mast...