Jonathan Beckham has been my best friend since 3rd grade when my family moved into a house in a small neighborhood in a little town just outside of Tulsa, OK. He and I live about 6 blocks from each other and have biked or walked to each other's houses for years. Now we are both 18, finishing 12th grade. We both drive beater cars and work part-time jobs. This...
Part Two I woke the next morning refreshed despite all the alcohol I drank, feeling a little fuzzy I just laid there letting my eyes adjust to the morning light that was cascading through the east window. My eyes fluttered open and I started to remember parts of a dream I had, the Tequila had robbed me once again of part of my night. My right hand slowly st...
Jan received word, her divorce had been finalised, her Ex's reason. Trading her in for a younger model. Her flat mate Jean was out late, a business meal with her station director. She was a radio presenter, already divorced, same age as Jan 42. Jan was a senior executive in the oil company where Vince worked. She wanted to celebrate, home alone, with a hot b...
I loved the smell of the laundry room. Located on the bottom floor of our college dorm it has that warm fresh smell that contrasts sharply with the wintery chill outside. It also gives me a chance to meet other students since I keep my head crammed in a book up in the dorm most of the time. Oh, it's not because I'm a bookworm. Being on the swim team, I try...
This is a story of fiction, any similarities to real people or events is merely coincidental. In British slang "to trump" means to expel gas through the anus often in a highly audible way. I guess there are other things that one can "trump" out of their ass. * When I got out of college, my aspirations were to be the best political candidate the nation wou...
I sent him a message to be at my place at 10 pm sharp. The door would be unlocked. I placed candles around my bedroom, and set the lights low. The one right by the bed got a red silk cover to give the room an even hotter glow. I positioned the big dressing mirror so that we would be able to watch ourselves mating. I oiled my body so that I glistened in the...
I stripped down to my boxer briefs, turned off the light and joined the two of them on my bed. I lay there for a second, processing everything. It had been a while since I had shared my bed with anyone. Much less two people. Much less two other guys. It was a lot to take in. I could feel the heat we were generating under the thin sheet that covered us. The...
As the plane began its descent, I tried to catch another nap, but I began thinking of Thanksgiving at my mom's. I knew Rick would be there, a big hunk of a bear. Ever since my sister began to date him, I'd fantasize about his hairy, strong arms and chest, and tight butt, and what we could do to each other some night in the sack. I'd always wondered what his...
As I awoke, it took just a few seconds to reconcile where I was. I turned my head and saw Steve, still asleep, gently snoring, his impressive cock in a state of morning wood. It took all of my will power to resist uncovering his meat and going to town on it. But time was short, we were due in meetings within the hour, and I was really hoping for a more leisu...
This happened just the day I turned 20. I had started to explore my feminine side. My partner in crime was my friend. We were roughly the same age. It had been some time since my friend and I were involved. We started out exploring each other's bodies as would anyone else. He also knew my inclination towards getting dressed. Times alone with each other wer...