Note to readers: If you don't like IR, gay male, and cuckold stories please move on. You can jack off to some one else's imagination. My stories aren't required reading. And yes, I know. I'm a twisted fuck. Lastly, I never sucked a cock. I was merely posing for dirty pictures. ***** Two years after I sucked my first load of cum from Jim's cock and then w...
When James had fallen asleep in Carl's arms last night he couldn't believe what was happening to him in the last few months. He had graduated from university, got a job, got engaged, moved in with his girlfriend, had kinky sex involving a dido, went to Vegas for his company, experienced pure lust for a man he saw on the plane. The man was Carl and on the fir...
AUTHORS NOTE: This is a bisexual story with lady boys and a straight young male. When referencing the lady boys, I use the pronouns she and her as I understand that is the preferred way to address them. ***** PRELUDE Alan woke up on Saturday morning to the sound of thunder and pouring rain. He knew his golf game would be rained out so he rolled to his sid...
If I didn't get a good fuck in before tomorrow evening, Tonya and I would be out of the medals for sure. We'd come to the Paris Grand Prix with good hopes of standing on the platform, but my timing was all off in the twists and throws we'd attempted in our practice session tonight, and I knew it was because I was so jittery from not getting my rocks off sinc...
How much I love the smell of Ivory Soap mixed with the musky scent of my dad. Takes the white bar from my dad's outstretched hand, grasp it tightly, so afraid of dropping it, making him think that I'm trying to be some sort of shower stall cliche'. Problem is, this is exactly what's going through my mind. I want him, wish he would ravage me, take me in his...
This is a continuation of "He was My Boss" Chapters 1 & 2. Reading those will provide background as how my life underwent such drastic change. ***** Having had a short but intense education in male/male intimacy during the summer following my high school graduation, I was now leaving home for the first time. Thoroughly sexually confused I would now be goin...
"What? Studying on a beautiful Sunday morning?" Caught by surprise, Matt slipped the letter into the center drawer of his dorm desk and looked up at the door to see that his sometimes roommate, Perry Fitzhugh, was standing in the open doorway, dressed to the nines in his polo outfit. Matt hadn't even known what a polo outfit was—high leather boots rising to...
8====>~ Even though most of our business was the campus and the surrounding neighborhoods, our delivery territory also included the rather rural edge of town where there was a wide mix of homes. Everything from old trailers on overgrown lots to large houses in the middle of 4 or 5 acre manicured mini estates could be found on the couple dozen roads and lane...
I continue to slam my face down into his course hairs. The massive spear rams down my throat as far as I can make it go, then I pull my head back, allow my tongue to run the entire length of his throbbing dick. The shear volume of spit that has escaped my lips drips down dad's pubes, it glistens on his large inflated ball sack. I ram my face down again, cho...
It had been 3 weeks since I last met Joe. And for that whole time I had been thinking of the night we'd spent together. I couldn't get it of mind but I at the same time, I couldn't make up my mind - did I want to meet him again? I mean I have feelings for him, I told myself, but maybe it was just about sex. I mean the sex was great, but was it too great? Wou...