I knelt on the floor before him, naked. His pants were open, his cock was full but not hard. I scooped up his balls in my right hand, his cock in my left and ran my tongue under the velvet head. I slipped it into my mouth, sucking a little, lapping a little. How had I gotten here? I was in the mega bookstore and the books about sex were just around the corn...
I carefully stretched my arm muscles while flexing my entire body before the mirror and check myself out for a while. I could easily afford to do that - at this time, the gym locker room was deserted. Very few people came here this late at night, and that's what I liked. Privacy. It was almost absolute - I saw nobody else in the gym at this time and there wa...
* * * * * * * * * * Rescued By The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * Night falls early in the Rugged Mountains . . . Tom Prescott was worried. It was early autumn and the temperature would drop below freezing before morning. He had warm clothes—boots, jeans, flannel shirt, sweater, insulated coat, gloves, and a stocking cap—but no food, no shelter, and no...
Trevon thrust his hard dick into the sexy white bitch on her knees in front of him. Her soft white ass was covered with red welts from his hand. She liked it rough and had begged him to slap her harder. She was in her forties and wasn't young but she had a fantastic body with big tits, a tiny waist and a big round ass that was just right for fucking. "Fuck...
Chapter 2 - Loving and Giving Stewart, Stewie Donovan awoke with a feeling of warmth and contentment he hadn't felt in a long time. A slight movement set up a chain reaction of aches and twinges throughout his body. Some were due to less pleasurable reasons and he consciously forced them from his mind. Instead he focused on the internal ache that heralded m...
We kissed our hellos, Kerry being one of my oldest friends. It's always so good to see her, she's knows me better than anyone. My wife has never been jealous with us being friends, in fact they get along very well. But Kerry and I have always had a special bond. She's always seen right through my bullshit. I tried to pick her up in college, but she always...
*************** So there they were two kindred souls craving each other with a dire need but the fact still remained that one still belonged to another and therefore the other found it impossible to confess what truly resided in his heart. Two men staring into each others' souls, trying to figure out what the other was thinking even if it was written all ov...
As I said at the beginning of chapter 1, "Rekindling" was originally written as a submission to an anthology with only the "good stuff". So this was my response. The good stuff huh? Well "Rekindling" has a story, but let's be honest. It's mostly sex. If you're looking for a more complete story, check out some of my other work. If you're looking for a fun rea...
April, 2015 Dirk performed his dumbbell curls deliberately and methodically while he stood next to the mirror. He closely watched the way his chiseled biceps strained against his tanned skin. The veins in his arms stood out conspicuously, as he continued to pump blood, into his muscular arms. I could see droplets of sweat trickle down his massive pecs and t...
What I am about to write here is part confession and part catharsis. However, it isn't something I feel guilty about because it was forced on me. I would never have chosen to do the things I was made to do on that warm night in May 1865. What I do feel guilty about, what I do need confess is that I can't seem to stop repeatedly committing those acts. You'll...