I didn't let the tears fall until I was under my third shower of the day; the tears trickled down my cheeks, mixing with the droplets of water. There was no point in trying to stop the flow, I had tried before and just made it worse and worse until I broke down and cried till my body was shaking with a mixture of depression and relief. This was pointless,...
Despite my best efforts, thoughts of what I wanted to do to Michael kept clouding my mind. Maybe coming up with that fantasy about him hadn't been the best idea. Instead of clearing my head, now I was wishing even more that it would happen in reality. But the pressure was on with our project and I forced myself to focus on the job at hand. The next four day...
This is my first story here, I hope you guys like it and please comment. Thanks for your time. Btw please be patient I don't like rushing into having sex in fantasy. ***** Since none of the two had a car they started the long brisk walk to the station, they couldn't afford to miss the last train. Besides the very short conversation, Keith didn't say a wo...
Fierre is an 18 year old French Duellist in the city of Demacia. Standing at 5'10 he is smaller than many other fighters his age. Clothed from neck to toe in a skin tight black bodysuit which hugs the plump cheeks of his bum enticingly. Two long silvery white boots, the edges lined with a gold tint. Some leg guards coloured the same with a matching pair on h...
Travels in France – Part 1 My formative years, of which I can say nothing on here, left me with a penchant for old men, exhibitionism, taking orders, and anonymous outdoor sex. Now I am getting towards being an old man myself I thought perhaps its time to relive the memories and share them with others. The summer after I left University I went to Paris to...
Chapter 2: Cumming in Cannes For those of you who have not read chapter 1. my formative years, of which I can say nothing on here, left me with a penchant for old men, exhibitionism, taking orders, and anonymous outdoor sex. Now I am getting towards being an old man myself I thought perhaps its time to relive the memories and share them with others. On the...
Living in a military town you'll see loads of servicemen wandering around with nothing to do. They're new to the place. They don't know anybody. Most importantly, they're lonely. Not to make it sound as if I'm exploiting that loneliness, but I do sometimes find myself benefitting from their quiet desperation for companionship. If it matters I've been on th...
I was in the Automotive section of K-Mart, scanning the stack of air filters for the right part number, when I noticed him. He was about thirty-five, dressed in a cowboy hat and boots, with an expensive western shirt and blue jeans. His body was slender but strongly muscled. His eyes were shadowed by his hat brim, but I could see he had a bushy moustache. He...
The following is my first story it is all fiction. I might put a part 2 if there's interest in it. Sorry in advance for the grammar mistakes. I'm not the best at writing. Please give me constructive criticism if you have any. Enjoy * Steven was your average college kid. He went to parties did good at school and was super involved on campus. He had always d...
If you are under 18 years of age, please close this and move on. The story is about man 2 man sex and it is true. I recently decided to explore this part of myself and have no regrets. It was a beautiful time and I will be sharing more if I receive positive feedback. Names have been changed, but events have not. Thank you and I hope you enjoy. We met onlin...