Harold was at first not sure about his new job at the mostly Black college, having grown up in lily-white suburbia. But after a month refilling the supplies of the big Black football players, particularly in the locker room, Harold was beginning to enjoy the perks. The huge Black jocks were demanding, but increasingly Harold enjoyed their company. He provide...
With apologies to the late, great Ursula K. LeGuin. The following story is a work of fiction. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual situations and explicit and crude language. It is not intended for children. The situations it describes may be unsafe in real life - use good judgement and play safe, sane and consensual. Feedback is very welcome! Email...
Kneeling in front of Al in the headlights along a dirt road, Andy contemplated the fact that having just completed his first blow job, he was now being told to strip naked. Nudity was not a major issue for Andy, he had after all, in younger days, been to a nudist colony on numerous occasions. The fact that his best friend, who had driven them to this locatio...
I have always enjoyed being nude. As a child my parents had a difficult time keeping a swimsuit on me in the summer. In fact, our family often skinny-dipped together on camping trips. I was fascinated by sleeping nude; feeling the cold cotton sheets against my skin. As a teenager, I loved going for bike rides in the country, swimming nude in a gravel pit pon...
It was all her fault. Really it was, I swear. I mean why else would I have ended up at the pornshop sucking cock and getting fucked through a gloryhole? It was her fault. Can't you see that?? Ok, maybe I better start from the beginning. I was on a business trip to Wheeling a few years back. Yea, Wheeling. Nail City. And about as exciting as a sack of nails....
--Ahhh....don't you just love the smell of sex and cum? Naked bodies writhing in a shine of perspiration and that gooey wet feel of cum dripping of your skin. --Sigh. --I'm naked at my place with my fist gliding up and down my six inch long cut shaft, with my first cum load beginning to dry on my chest as I work on my second. On screen have been an ongoing...
Edgar is my husband of nearly six years. The last four of them have been mostly sexless. We're not out of love. Life's little traumas have a way of intruding where they have no business being. It therefore sparks excitement in me when, at 3 a.m., I feel him erect against my buttocks, between our spooning bodies. An Edgar hard-on is always cause for excitem...
"Merry Solstice, Uncle Scribner!" "Merry Christmas, nephew!" "But the solstice is tomorrow, and it would please me to no end if you would join us for the local queer people's Yuletide pageant and party at the old union hall tomorrow afternoon." The youth with the perpetual twinkle in his hazel eyes was determined to say his peace before the salt and pepper...
I could hear Stella Langer braying from across the room. And the noise was getting closer, so, without turning around, I knew she was headed in my direction. I steeled myself; I wanted to have this conversation with her, but it was such a chore to keep her on topic and to see that she kept her hands to herself. She had called to tell me that she had a propo...
Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Be Here! I was begrudgingly unpacking my first suitcase, looking around at my new suite with utter distain, when my mom burst through the door with a sympathetic smile. "I thought this place would be so small, but this room alone is bigger than um... remember the trailer in Texas?" she said holding a box of DVD's that I took from...