I couldn't help the groan that escaped when I pulled into the parking lot. The convenience of having a gym in the neighborhood was a great one, but I hated to work out. When my old gym had burned down I had seriously debated on not finding a new one to join, but as much as I hate to work out, I like being in shape more. And I know that my fiancé likes it too...
This story was previously published under my old username, latenightkiss, which I no longer have access to. *** I couldn't help the groan that escaped when I pulled into the parking lot. The convenience of having a gym in the neighborhood was a great one, but I hated to work out. When my old gym had burned down I had seriously debated on not finding a new...
I got home during the late afternoon. Marcia was back from the mall so the two of us washed my car. We squirted and splashed each other with water and played grab ass. By the time we finished we were both pretty turned on. We were both breathing hard. I had a hard-on for my sister. Marcia's breasts and pebble hard nipples were visible through her soaked t-sh...
I must be losing my mind. Here I am, a 54 year old divorced man, who has discovered a wonderful world of MILFs, and yet, this had to happen tonight. And here in my office no less. In my high school and college years, up until I was 35 years old and married, I lead a perfectly straight love life, experiencing over 63 women. Marriage stopped all of that, but...
Charles had moved into the spacious two story house two months ago. He was still getting settled. He hadn't had a chance to meet his neighbors, or satisfy his urges with anything other than his hand. He knew he could open up an app and scroll through the headless torsos, the flakes, the picture stealers and ghosters in hopes of finding someone to ride his di...
This little story has been kicking around in my demented skull for a while. I hope you enjoy. Other than the usual gay male practices, there's just a hint of non-consent. Oh, and my apologies to the Moody Blues; same title, certainly not the same theme...or maybe it is... ...and thank you once again, Miss B! ________________________________ Did you ever...
In Part 1, I told the story of how I sucked my first cock. Part 2 relates how I moved very quickly to find out what being a real bisexual meant by getting fucked by a man. I just had to know what it felt like to have a cock sliding in and out of me. I asked Ron (whom I had just sucked) if he would like to fuck me but he said he was not into fucking men. He...
Prologue: To recap what had happened to me in the summer of 1999, chronicled in "The Road to Stardom", I was working at an accounting firm in Los Angles, had a girlfriend, an apartment, and a car. Things were going well. Then I lost my job, my girlfriend moved out of town and my car broke down. I spent my days and nights looking for work with no luck and wo...
"What?" My trembling hand wiped my feverish brow. "I think I'm bisexual," I blurted out as she held me tightly. "I ..." "Love, tell me something I don't know!" "What! You knew?" My voice incredulous; hers flippant. "I sort of knew all along." Her fingers wrapped themselves around my hand and stroked it gently. "Been waiting for you to realise." "What?"...
Braden was on his way over to his friend Nathan's house. He had pulled a muscle over the previous weekend during a game of intramural summer soccer at the local university and ever since his lower back had been driving him crazy. He hadn't slept well, and his mobility had gone to shit. Nathan and Braden had grown up together and were longtime friends. Th...