When we met in the crowded living room he was flanked by a big breasted blonde on each arm. It was a Halloween party. He was dressed as a doctor, in scrubs. The two blondes had their asses hanging out of white mini-skirts that came in the nurse costume packages at the Halloween super store. He smiled at me and gestued his head like I should cross the room to...
One night, after weeks of working at a resort in a summer tourist town fairly far north, seven of us, the younger staff, decided to kick back a little and have some fun. Most of the tourists had left, leaving the cabins and the lake to us. Our boss had decided that we were old enough to take care of the resort with only a few people left, so we had the run o...
MIAMI PT 6: SLAVE AND MASTER I lounged naked on top of Henry's freshly changed bed linens and anticipated what new pleasures lay in store for me when Miami returned from yet another coke run. Henrys bitch brought my freshly washed clothes into the bedroom, and wondered what she thought of my lying there butt naked in her man's bed, knowing what had occurre...
I decided to get serious and sign up at a local gym. It wasn't that I was fat, but I wanted to get a toned look. I hadn't been in a gym in years. I was almost overwhelmed the first day I showed up. All these guys all pumped up made me feel inadequate. I had a workout regimen I was going to follow and it took me about forty-five minutes to complete. I finishe...
After my gap year between school and University, in which I had met both Steve (“First Fumblings”) and Ollie (“That was Quick”) I became a fresher, had a room in College and joined the College rugby team. Rugby is a tough, physical contact sport requiring courage and specific talents according to where you play on the field. Before a game the changing room i...
It was Saturday afternoon and Paul was looking forward to a game of amateur rugby with his buddies. It always made him feel good chasing around the field and he enjoyed all the physical contact because he didn't have any sex life to speak of. And afterwards, in the showers, he could drink in the beauty of all those free swinging dicks and chunky arses to fue...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sexual situations. * I had been minding my own business and preparing the temple for the first festival of Spring, the ancient celebration of the planting of the first seed. Going out into the nearby hills in search of branches of buds and the first leaves and small flowers to adorn t...
The first part of this story is true. The ending is purely my fantasy. The names have been changed to protect the indecent. ;) ***** It was a hot Saturday in August. My old college roommate, Cam, had invited me over to his house to visit. In the years since we graduated we had continued to stay close, playing golf, going to movies, or just hanging out talk...
Clive was a melancholy artist, whose life was spent discovering himself and others. I never truly understood his art, though we discussed it at length during the many conversations that lasted into the candle-lit early hours. We always discussed the forbidden, the interesting; never dull things. This situation had come about from an earlier conversation abou...
It was a warm spring day. I was walking with a buddy, named Tim, that I often went down on lately. We were walking to a liquor store to grab some brews and blunt wraps, puffing on a blunt on the way. By the time we were almost there, I was already sky high and horny as fuck. There was a wash and large field we had to cross to get there. It was faster than wa...