"I want to be naked with you," I whined to Marty, "is there any night we can be together? Maybe spend the night in a motel?" I already knew the answer. His wife, Miriam, told me she will intentionally be out of town Friday night so I could lure her husband to the motel. It was simply a matter of Marty working up enough nerve to meet me in public instead of...
I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...
The hot spray of the shower was raining down on my neck and shoulders, my eyes rolling back in my head. I was enjoying my personal time in the shower. I was on my knee's, easing down on a nice size dildo. It's almost in to the base when I jump and the dildo pops out with a whoosh. I hear a shout behind me. "Who gave your permission to play with that cunt?" D...
******************** All these are stories that I have fantasies about. If you have any suggestions of what you'd like, drop me a direct message x. ******************** Jason was working in Nigeria for the first time. For a small, ginger, 25 year old this was a very different experience. As soon as he landed 2 weeks ago he thought taking the role of HR...
Gina and I waited for Eddie on the bench in front of our apartment building. We would first go to lunch, then Eddie was going to take me to the RiversEdge Saloon so I could get my car; I'd left it there the night before when I was too intoxicated to drive. We made small talk; I was glad she didn't say a word about our sexy drive home the previous evening,...
After some consideration of the comments I received for The Boy, I decided to rewrite the story in third person (so I can change perspectives), and take my time telling the story, changing a few things as well. This will probably be a long one, but I will try to write the next chapters as quickly as my two fingered typing will allow me. I hope you enjoy the...
JOHN'S STORY I don't know how I got myself into this mess--I only wanted to earn some money and buy new tires for my car. Now I am trapped, being forced to do things I would never have done in a million years. The worst part is I can't tell anyone. There is no way in the world I want ANYBODY to know what I do for Tommy, or for that matter, what I'm accused...
I'm a divorced man living in Las Vegas. Recently retired, live alone and live a relatively normal life. I'm in decent shape for my age, 5'8", 180, and stocky build. I have been straight for the majority of my life. For the last few years, I have started to think more about getting together with another man. It goes beyond just this, as I want to be submissiv...
WARNING: In my stories, I tend to use the "n-word" quite a bit. If you can't handle reading that...then please leave. ========================== My name is Steve, and as a new freshman in college it was hard to make friends. Actually, most of the difficulty in friendships probably came from me being really nerdy. I'm not a very outgoing or social person. I...
By the fifth night of kneeling between Billy's legs, I was pretty darn good at 'polishing his knob'...one of many euphemisms he used whenever he was in the mood for a blowjob. "Okay, sweetie, time to sample the sausage" - "Play a tune on my skin flute, Johnny" - "Go ahead and suck the sugar-stick, sweetie" - "Gobble the goop, cutie" - and my least favorite,...