I grew up in Arlington Heights, Illinois, and was a late bloomer. I was also a geek, but in the mid-1960s we didn't use that term. I was a serious student who liked technical subjects and military history. Most of my free time in high school was spent playing basketball with my male friends. I had dates but most girls did not let you do anything except fondl...
He kept working me with his mouth, not fast nor too slow. My arousal was increasing slowly but steadily. I couldn't see much of what he was doing so I lay back on the bed. I had been curious whether a man could bring me to an orgasm and now I knew the answer to that question. I wondered why I was letting him continue, even though it felt good, with my eyes c...
This story is partly inspired by messages from fans, with slight adjustments. Thank you for reading. ***** I wanted to share with you one of my current projects. A twenty five year old male by the name of Eric. Nothing too special in the looks department, but not too shabby either. He was neither heavy or slim, perhaps a slight softness to him. His eyes we...
Standing naked in the middle of the motel room, Alex had never felt so awkward in his life. But he was beginning to realize that there were worse things than feeling embarrassed. And he was beginning to trust Rob. Rob was naked, too, and seemed very relaxed. Alex didn't think the young man would intentionally embarrass or betray him. Alex now saw that a do...
We'd all been drinking quite heavily all evening and were all somewhat more than a bit merry as I sat next to Tom on the couch whilst Joe slipped a DVD in the player and sat in the armchair with his legs splayed out. We were soon engrossed in the movie as the two girls began kissing and writhing together but a few nervous glances were exchanged as the two gu...
I had been talking to this guy over ICQ for the past two weeks and he finally invited me over for a drink. It was about a half hour drive drown to his secluded house out in Maple Ridge Forest. I walked into his house, which was no problem because the door was unlocked and the handle looked slightly busted, all the lights were off and if he hadn’t invited me...
Cameron inappropriately touched me last week, on the bus to the swim meet, in the back seat. I like being touched inappropriately. It was so apropos. We're both consenting adults, being eighteen didn't mean a thing to me until Cam placed his sturdy hand on my neck, made me come, and awarded me a complimentary fingering. Newly-found bisexual thoughts now race...
It was well past midnight on a Friday evening at the Boléro on the Wollestraat in Bruges' Garenmarkt district. This was the third night in a row I'd occupied this small table in the shadows of the basement strip club bar, nursing my drinks, keeping my black cloak firmly wrapped about me, and searching for just the right one. I had assessed all of the club's...
Summary: A straight man has an endowed houseguest come visit ******** Just a quick stroke story inspired by a passing remark. ******* I had just found out that a friend of Sarah's - my girlfriend - from school would be staying with us for a while. Arriving tonight, in fact. It was a bit frustrating that she hadn't asked, but we had a spare room so there...
Some chapters don't end, they just get published. And so it is here. If I can keep the characters dancing to my tune, this story will end soon. It's a big if. Prize is acting up again and pulling things away from the big plan. I gave up trying to quiet him. He has a story to tell, and if he doesn't get it out, he haunts me. Sandi Afterwards and Before...