Chapter Three Joe was taking me to the highest pitch. Hi . In this third chapter you have joined me about an hour after I left Joe's mobile caravan and I can tell you I am right whacked. I have discovered that Joe does nothing in small ways. It has to be the full works and he certainly takes full advantage of me in the few hours we share together, and...
The classroom was empty except for one kid sitting in the front row. The kid, technically at 18 a man, was me, and while the school buses had left I had remained. Whether or not I was going to be joined by my science teacher, Mr. Arthur, remained to be seen. I had given Mr. Arthur a note on my way out of class earlier that day, the last day of school, and a...
"Dude, I gotta go." "Dude, I am going and there's not much I can do about it. You gots to wait." I'm squirming outside the bathroom; squinty legs, hopping feet, the works. I knew I was going to have to burst in on my friend who was stuck on the loo evacuating his bowels - somewhat, it has to be said, against his wishes. Of course, this was no accident. Se...
My name's David a thirty something white guy who's had a bad string of uncooperative white woman and so I'm returned to my college days of jacking off with guys. I am completely naked with my cut cock bare smooth and bare, lying all soft and flaccid between my legs. I'm still all mellow from having had my guest jack me off. Jonathan's sitting next to me, thi...
It was six months after my eighteenth birthday when I went to an adult bookstore for the first time; I'd wanted to go after I turned eighteen, but had always been too nervous. Being shy and a bit of a loner all through high school -- even though I'd had a girlfriend -- I'd yet to have sex, and since I was getting bored with just my hand to get me off, the ch...
I realized I was gay at the tender age of 18. Strange how it happened, I had never thought about it or had any desires until one day. My family lived in a decent part of town near a big city park. The end farthest from us was a busy amusement park with pool, tennis courts, basketball courts and all kind of things to do. It was an old park and probably a bit...
His knob pressed into my anal spinchter. It felt somewhat like a raquetball being shoved up my ass but different; round, hard, yet yielding as my anus gave way to its invasion, but warm, wet and pointed on the end. The rod pushing it into me was a bit thinner, but also hard and at the same time soft, fleshy, thickly veined and slimed with the lubricant he ha...
It's a particularly warm day as Kevin and I lounge on the couch. The sun shines through the window next to the couch, its warmth counteracting the cool breeze of the air conditioning. He's snuggled with a pillow on his chest as he watches a TV show on the projector and drinks from a glass of whiskey and ginger ale. His firm legs are across my lap, and he per...
I'd like to share with you my first experience of being a slut. This story is completely true and took place a few years ago when I was 24 years old. It's also an experience that I have yet to better. In my early twenties I began to be aware that I had a peculiar side to my sexuality. My tastes became kinkier and I began to think about men in a different wa...
I have been recounting two close yet very seperate periods in my life in these stories. One, at the end of high school and that summer leading up to college, takes place at the end of the 70s. The other is a few years into college, in the early 80s. The former was a time of finding myself, sexually, and included a remarkable amount of straight lovemaking...