It was the spring of the year that I turned eighteen when my father changed jobs and I moved with my family to a different town. I wouldn't have minded the move so much, but I was into swimming. I had been swimming since I was eight, and it was my life. Swimming was big in this town too, but the town was not equipped like the one we moved from. So in order...
This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real; please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were "surprised". I know that I use the same opening paragraph in each chapter, it's just a way...
My second time with Beni. He's an Indian guy, about 50, with a long beard. This time we're in a hotel out near the airport. He paid for it. I think he regards me as his property, sexually, at least. But he's respectful, and that's what counts. As soon as we enter the room he says we should strip to our underpants. I do so, and admire the view as he removes...
My disclaimer: This story is male-male in nature and involves forced sex, spanking, and pissing. If you're not interested in that, please don't leave negative feedback. Enjoy. It was a brutally hot and humid day in the Midwest; a typical summer. I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and wash my car. It's been a couple of weeks of relentless rain...
This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real, please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's dirty sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were "surprised". It is the furthest thing from being a great work of art, it's just a cra...
My boyfriend Nick came back from the bathroom building in the park looking stressed out. "It's closed. And locked. In the middle of the summer! Why would they do that?" "Uh-oh," I said, though an odd tingle of excitement had come alive between my legs. "I need to piss too." We'd shared a pitcher of beer with our lunch earlier, at the restaurant we'd walked...
I hadn't gone into the small dirty toilets for anything other than to take a leak. Honestly, if I could of waited till I got home I would never of set foot into that grim building, but needs must and there I was. There was a broken skin and one of the three cubicles was missing it's door and had no seat on the toilet. The smell was funky to say the least....
It was spring break and I couldn't afford to go to the beach, so I was expecting a boring weekend at home. I grew up in the city, but had chosen to go to a small college in a small town. My hope was to find a decent, marriage minded girl. I was tired of all the sluts I had dated in high school. It seemed that all city girls wanted was to fuck, and I was look...
My neighborhood pal Dennis and I had grown up together, goading and daring each other into lots of stupid boy-type stuff. I recall one warm summer night while we were out riding bikes, I dared him to ride out to the lemon shed with his fly open and his dick hanging out. We just did stupid adolescent stuff like that as we were growing up. Anyway, after gradu...
Chapter 13 – Indie Comes to Jesus "Shit." Whatever Efrain had to say is lost as he pushes past me, calling for Cory. He pauses at the door to shoot a terse "fucking asshole" over his shoulder. I can just barely make out a truck engine pulling away. I few moments later, the front door slams shut. There's a loud thump followed by a string of curses from E...