Edgar steadied himself against the bulkhead as the wake of a passing yacht sent his own ship to wallowing and scraping against the dock. He was hunched over the sink in the closely confined space, space being at a premium even in a Latitude 44 such as he'd sailed from Marseilles to the harbor town of Horta on Azores' Faial Island. He believed that he could f...
First, I would like to thank CopperSkink for the time and effort he put into editing this story. At times his comments were brutally honest, but they were always helpful and I believe they improved the story immeasurably. Any errors of style, syntax or anything else one might find wrong with the story are clearly the fault of the author. 'Reciprocity' repre...
*Disclaimer: All people, places and actions in this story is purely fictional. This story contains sexual content between men. Some of the actions are quite extreme and the author does not condone any of these acts. If you don't like it, there are millions of other stories on the internet you may like instead. That being said, I hope you enjoy this story. Al...
Thank you for your wonderful response to my first two stories. "Looking for Mr. Wells" and "My Cross Country Adventure". This story finds me getting involved in another unusual relationship, this time with an older gentlemen. * Chapter 1. Locker room flirting. It was all I could do to keep from getting aroused in an obvious way. I was already plenty excit...
When I woke up I felt dizzy and disoriented. Last thing I remembered was that I had approached Sami, the loser from high school, at the bar and though we had barely seen each other ever since I left for college I knew he would never forget me. He was nervous when I suggested he should invite me a drink for old times' sake since I was back in town for the sum...
"I'll go with him." "Of course you will," the Lazy S foreman said, turning and giving me a leer and a snicker. I thought that was a bit mean because Sam wasn't getting anything the foreman hadn't gotten before him. Who was he to be showing judgmental? The foreman told Sam that someone needed to go up to the Culbertson farm up the valley half way to the top...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** The late October rain seemed relentless, made all the worse by a cold, biting wind. It had been raining off and on all day, thoroughly saturating the campus of the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. Many students clumped together by the glass doo...
Catherine Van Noord and her husband spent thirty minutes groping, using and violating my naked body, although it seemed much more like thirty hours. By the time they were done with me, I felt utterly used up, limp, submissive and emotionally exhausted. Mrs. Van Noord had vigorously raped my ass with an oversized PVC cock, making my anus feel chafed and abu...
My name is Scott. I'm twenty-two years old, I'm a professional ballet dancer with the Chandler Theatre. I've had fourteen years of ballet training, I have the coordination, agility and the stage presence that a dancer needs to be a success. I also do nude modeling and sexually explicit videos. At some point during my career at the Chandler Theatre, one of...
A few months ago business took me to Chicago. I'd never been there before but I knew that such a big city had to have some hot anonymous sex places. I looked on the internet and found a site that gave me a bunch of xxx bookstores throughout the city as well as a couple of theaters. I rented a car at Midway Airport and made my way out of the area to where I w...