ON THE PONTE VECCHIO IN FLORENCE, 1968 Sometimes I think Ronnie and I planned our great European adventure while playing together in the playpen. This would be the trip of a lifetime, ten weeks traveling from England to Turkey. We were 18, a bit of dope headed college students, pretty novice sexually. We flew over on one of those chartered jets via Iceland...
Clint and I had negotiated hard on me saving more money by letting him drive me to Myrtle Beach to meet up with my buddies for a week in the surf. He'd wanted to go the slow and easy route and stop for fun and games for two nights as the price of travel, but I told him that was not going to happen. In the end, I gave him one more straight fuck and he promise...
I could feel the sweat rolling down my back, between my shoulder blades, as I pulled my wet shirt away from my chest for the thousandth time already. I savoured the icy coolness of the glass as I lifted it to my lips. Ice jangling, I slid the cold scotch over my tongue, reveling in the feel as the cool drops of condensed African night dripped from the bottom...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...
(* Authors Note: All characters in this story are fictional, but loosely based off of real men. All characters are over the age of 18. Now enjoy the story and please leave your feedback it is appreciated.) * In the summer after I turned 18, my Nebraska based youth group took its annual missions trip. This year was a real treat we had raised enough money f...
"Oh... yeah... ahhh!" By now I'd done this often enough to be able to tell from Leander's moans how close he was to shooting his load. He gripped the back of my head — that meant he was very close, and that he wanted me to swallow. I wasn't going to refuse him, but I struggled a bit anyway, tried to pull back. You know, just for show. It worked like a char...
I had to be at work at 6am one Weds morning. I couldn't sleep the night before. I finally got to bed around 2am and then I got up at 4:15 am to get ready and then drive in to work. Talk about brutal. It was the usual talking head type of AV. We made sure their graphics or the video or the IMAG (image magnification) were up on the screen when it was supposed...
In revenge for my son, I regain my top-hood * Coach Kaugman pounded on the door (interrupting my first foursome with my wife, her father, and my father) to warn me about my son Bobby. "He's at a football team party, and it's getting wild." He drove me over to the motel room site of the student whoopee, and indeed it had become a "drunken debauch." Naked c...
I apologize to my many faithful readers who've been urging me to pick up this story and write more chapters. I'm trying to get into the psychology of the characters which I rarely see in similar stories. I'd love your thoughts and insight--especially if your more of a Top and especially IF you are an Asian!!!! ----------------------------------------------...
The inspiration for the details of "She Learns Her Place" (another story I've posted here) is a fantasy that occurred to me a few years ago. I can't really be sure why I had it, but it has definitely stuck with me over the years, and I never fail to get very turned on when I think about it. In this fantasy, I'm in the submissive role. Anyway, the fantasy f...