Jake was getting restless. There was no TV or other means of entertainment he could use while waiting for that annoying bastard. He had a mind to just get out of the house, but he didn't want Klaus to chase him down from the first day. There was enough time to observe his surroundings later. For now, he had to admit he was very curious about this insanely ri...
I lay sleeping in a modified coffin, feeling the wonderful silk against my pale aged skin. The cushion beneath me was a fluffy cloud which my head rested on. I enjoyed sleeping in coffins, the dead had it so good. The bell clanged. Someone had entered my alternative store and was in rather a hurry. No customers had appeared as of late, so I was not expecting...
"This is nothing more than a fantasy of mine, a mind-gone-wild exercise. Those seeking a great work of written art should not expect more than that." Well, so much for my thinking about sexy mid-late-50's Leslie and fucking that bagel. I originally fantasized about fucking into Leslie's tight little ass but instead, the rough, 60+ year old dirty janitor jus...
When Lyle Quigley went to the grocery store that afternoon in June, he was expecting to pick up a few things he wife asked him to pick up and get back to enjoy the peaceful solitude of his house while the wife was at work. At 64 the retired railroad worker was a long way from the reckless man he had been once not long ago, but then he saw someone that broug...
I was in my last year of high school in a small town when it happened. I would frequent the public library to check out the books about sex. While reading the books and looking at pictures I would need to relieve my hard cock. I don't know how many times I jerked off in the bathroom of that library. On Thursday nights the library would stay open until 9 and...
"What's your name?" "Jimmy. Coleman." "Starting now, you're number 070512. It's your new name, so don't forget it." The bus started its way from the back of the court where a judge had sentenced me to one year in a reeducation center. The guy said I was lucky, and that because of his good mood today, I wasn't going to a real jail. A guy like you wouldn't...
I don't know when it all started, my loving to look at men's cocks. It probably started out of curiosity to see if other men's cocks were bigger than mine. I have over seven inches of man-meat swinging between my legs so I am not ashamed of what I have, it was just I liked to see what the other guy was packing. But just catching glimpses of cocks in restroo...
When I retired from the Army, which I had come to think of as a prison, my wife and I moved to a little house near the beach, and life crystallized -- we, as they say, settled down. The house was a fabulous find. The previous owners had to get out of the country quick, and we happened along on the right day to get it for a song. I had dreamed of such a hou...
Please note... the following story contains incestuous behavior as well as some mild bondage, dominance and submission. ... "I'm fucked," Richie said as we neared his farmhouse, and although it was still almost a quarter of a mile away I could see the faint glow of a cigarette being inhaled on the porch of Richie Snyder's place. "Don't blame me," I said,...
Disclaimer: Fiction ***** I got up and took a look at the clock on my nightstand. The sun was shining bright through the gap in the window curtains and all I could think about was the incredibly brazen and hot experience I had the day before. I had become a fully fledged cum-collecting hobbyist!! After having spent my entire adult life focusing on buildin...