This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/Ma, Consensual, Reluctant, Gay, BiSexual, Heterosexual, BDSM, DomSub, MaleDom, Spanking, Rough, Sadistic, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Sex Toys, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Size. This was written by SEVERUSMAX and myself. ***** "This is definitely not over, Ward. Now, get on yo...
I'd called to a friend's house to lay a carpet and found everything ready which was a good start, the floor was clear and ready for the underlay which went down quite easily on the rectangular floor which measured about fourteen by eighteen feet. My friend Peter helped me carry and drag the new carpet in from the hallway which had a pattern that lined up wi...
In the light of day, I couldn't believe what had happened. I'd let an old friend back into my life and he immediately turned it into an opportunity to mess with my mind, calling me a slut and getting me naked and making me grind on his thick, hefty cock. And then he left me high and dry! By the time I'd woken up the next morning - after stroking myself to...
The listing on Craiglist.com read as follows: Hello! I am a 31-year-old professional in the West Charlotte area. I am very happily married and straight, but very curious about trying some bi stuff. I have played with a guy once, but it was years ago. He was an old friend of mine. We were both married and curious and briefly played orally. I moved shortly af...
*******Everyone in this story is 18 and is fictional******** ***** The feeling of being caught had become so unfamiliar. The last time I was in a situation like this was back in High School when I and a friend were caught ditching class. We were given a warning and let go. Here, I was hoping the same would happen. I would hope that since Peter knew her, th...
Disclaimer: This story and all of the characters and situations are fictional. It contains gay male erotic material. If this is not your forte, please close this page and find something more suiting to your desires. Again, I am pleased to bring my readers another chapter in this continuing saga. And I appeal to you, reminding you that every author on this s...
Peter Russell stepped out of his car and looked up at the building before him. 'Block G, level 4, room 417,' he muttered to himself under his breath, glancing down at the key in his hand. All around him anxious parents were fussing round their kids, helping them with boxes, bags and suitcases. Pete slung his backpack over his shoulder, pulled his case from...
I left school in Surrey, England in July 1964, when I was a month short of my 18th birthday.....a child by all intents, because I had no idea what I wanted to become. I seemed to have done alright in my exams and my career had been 'planned' for me by the school careers master and my dad, but no-one seemed to have considered me! Because the last thing I real...
Excitement and anticipation coursed through my veins as I walked from railway station to Peter's flat. We didn't get to see each other very often so when the opportunity arose we accepted it gratefully. This weekends opportunity had come about as a result of Peter's girlfriend being invited to an overnight girls night out, Peter being the generous and oppor...
Peter Thorne parked the cruiser in front of the sheriff's building, looked at the stone work of the fortified frontage then switched off the engine. Peter was in Arizona working as a sheriff's deputy in an exchange scheme which was taking place between the British and American governments where law enforcement officers of both countries who were of suitable...