"Ohmygod I'm so sorry!" Tucker said, almost shouting, "I don't know why..." Bud cut him off: "Don't be sorry. It was great." Tucker and Bud By RalphyNJ [This story is fiction and includes depictions of unsafe sexual practices. Such practices would be reckless in real life, and the author cautions strongly against them.] ========== When Tucker floated u...
I travel a bit on business and stay at hotels that have a complementary happy hour service. Recently, I got caught up chatting with another traveler. A little flirting and light touching ensues. We talk and drink until they close the bar. I say my goodbyes and head to my room. As I get close to my room, I realize my handsome friend is traveling the same hal...
K. Nitsua. Copyright 2013 by the author. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Having sex with one's doctor is a potent fantasy for many adults, as the many stories written on this theme indicate. There are people, mostly men, who put a lot of time, effort and skill into making such fantasies come true for their lucky clients. The scenes they construct mix realistic medical proce...
This all happened over thirty years ago, when I was in my mid-20s. I was a graduate student, and I lived on a small stipend from my teaching assistantship. To make extra money, I worked as a figure drawing model. One day, during break, I was talking to a female model who was posing for another class at the university where I both posed and studied. She told...
Foreword: This is a fantasy story containing topics such as spanking, sodomy, interracial theme, rope bondage, gay sex etc. for readers over 18. I originally wrote it for a friend (named Brian in the story) and I'm posting it here in the hopes that you'll enjoy reading it too... * I am a college student renting a room in your house. We have become friends,...
It is obvious we are in no rush to get off home, still enjoying our rather rushed coupling. "Tomorrow I want you up in me doing that!" you say it quite casually, as if daydreaming about it already. "Mmmm, ..I might!" I play you up, my 'itching' ring so nicely squeezing, as my well lubricated anus struggles to keep in your week's load of hot thick sperm. I...
"Why are you constipated?" asked the old man. "Sorry," I said, "I don't like vegetables, fiber, oatmeal, salads, or anything green." I could not believe I was telling Gilbert my deepest darkest secrets. Still, Gilbert had always been there for me. Sure, he was so much older than me, but the old man listened to me and never criticized me. The old man shrug...
I don't know how long we held each other in that bed. The house quieted. My heart stilled. Our whispers muffled until I fell into a deep sleep wrapped in his arms. My slumber was confused yet untroubled-- laced with two reoccurring dreams: one, a dream I'd had since adolescence where naked men throw pickles at me (big, fat koshers-- not the dainty gherkins...
Cory arrived at the camp just as the sun was making its way down beneath the horizon. He'd had plenty of other summer jobs before, but the opportunity to spend two and a half months away from all the chaos out here in the woods was the best one yet. Especially since this would be his last year before he left for university. There were seven other councillor...
This is a fantasy of mine. Yes, I know it may seem strange to some people, but for those who are into such things I hope it'll be a turn-on. It involves male-on-male, group sex, and forced sex. If you're not a fan of those things, please don't continue reading this story. It's not meant to be a great work of prose, just a fantasy. As a young, always horn...