The decrepit decay of the area always presented itself first. There was a lot that was depressing of the village, indeed, the country, but the unhindered deterioration of what little infrastructure was present made it pretty clear that the government wasn't the only party that had given up on the villagers. They had long ago stopped trying to protect what th...
NOTE: all characters in this story are fictional but above the age of 18. This story involves consensual sex between adult men with age gaps, cucking, verbal degradation and exhibitionism. * I woke up in the regular way; alone in bed with the sound of the shower underscoring my morning. I stretched out across Daniel's side of the bed and let my eyes adjus...
For a variety of reasons, from weather to general scheduling, my last visit to the local baths was a couple of months ago. The last few days, with opportunity beckoning, my jacking off has become more focussed on various bathhouse delights. Including the forbidden, based on impossible to ignore reality. Basically, my fantasies have been turning ever more to...
Generally, the baths can be described as a serious place for easy male sex. Last Thursday, that seriousness was put aside for a bit, at my apparently amusing expense. Arriving just at opening, finished with my customary beer, I went downstairs, showered, and slid into the empty whirlpool. The warm water felt nice, though when the splashing central jet start...
A year had passed since I had met the man of my dreams. He was old enough to be my father, had never told me his real name, and regularly called me a filthy whore. It was the perfect arrangement. I was taking classes at a community college far enough away from home that it made sense for me to have somewhere to stay while I went there. My parents thought I w...
Eleonor was in the shower, so I put her phone on the bed where it was and distanced myself. "Honey," I said aloud. "You just received a text." She burst out of the bathroom without even finishing, looking at me and the phone, smiling. She took the phone, but she was already calm by that moment, maybe because of the distance. Anyway, I was in a state of di...
Roger and Ray left their two old schoolmates and went into their room which was directly opposite their friends. They knew a little more about one another than their two friends but it was not much. The had a long way to go in understanding exactly what turned one another on. Still, they had almost four hours to get on with it before they'd be expected to be...
If Darryl had anticipated an argument from the stunning nun, he'd calculated erroneously, for she ushered them inside without comment, other than to bid Sawyer close the door behind them. In her hand, she held a lit candle, shielding it from the momentary breeze their arrival had stirred. "Some things never change, do they, Sawyer?" Sister Sue's smile was d...
Small Town Painter To introduce myself, I'd have to say I'm majorly straight boy, with the exception of a certain type of older daddy! This is a fantasy story of an Older straight daddy who owns a painting company! We will call this Daddy Brian for the story sake. The Characters are real! Brian's background is accurate, however mine is fantasy. Brian didn...
Cliff took me for granted. For some reason he thought I was safe. Once I overheard him tell one of those guys he brought home that he wanted only straight roommates, guys who wouldn't hit on him, because he only wanted to fuck when he was in the mood. Well, he had been in the mood a lot these past several weeks. And he also didn't know me worth spit. I only...