*All characters are 18+* The group of men had left the road behind, and were now wandering through the undergrowth of a thick black forest. They had left behind their horses, and their carts and their fire, and they felt small and inconsequential in the primeval darkness of the Romanian forests. Fourteen of the fifteen men were natives, they were led by...
The man was thin and wiry, a regular beanpole, but he certainly knew what to do with his cock, which was also long, but not thick. It was a surprise, but an arrested surprise. Justin didn't quite know what to make of it, this encounter he originally had thought would be a total bust and then had hopes for and now was completely confused about. Peters was nea...
I woke up the next morning with a hard on and a very sore ass. In saying that, it didn't take me long have the urge to call John. The escapade I had with him and his friends made my transformation to a cock loving whore complete. I couldn't think of anything else other than a big cock fucking my ass and one in my mouth. I was longing to go another round with...
Back in my room I say perched on the edge of my chair, conflicted between wanting to keep the butt plug from moving in my ass and wishing that I could ride it like Mike's cock. I sat for nearly an three hours, typing on my computer and attempting to ignore my throbbing cock pressing against the fabric of the briefs Mike had given me, before my phone vibrated...
I stopped going to play tennis on Saturday mornings. Instead I went to the compound on Sathorn Road, where the host and one of the men living with him, the black captain, had a private tennis court. The host didn't play; he'd sit there by the court, under an umbrella, sipping his martinis and watching the black captain and me play. They had other men living...
We fall asleep curled up together, my head on Tyler's chest. The morning brings a rush of sensations, both old and new. Tyler wants to snuggle and sleep some more. I feel hungry. Not exactly sure for what yet, but there is a definite ache in the pit of my stomach that needs attending to. "The beginnings of blood lust, Zach. You can still eat food...for now....
I'd read about the video club and had fantasized about going there for a while but never had the bottle. It was a Sunday, I'd had a few drinks and was on the way home at 6pm courtesy of the Northern Line. As the tube pulled out of Kings Cross, I looked up and saw that the next stop was Angel. Angel! Something clicked. As the doors opened I was still decidin...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...
So lets start from the beginning: I've been married for 12 years. Don't get me wrong: i love Bridget. We have our ups and downs, like every couple. But I do love her. However, sex life isn't what it used to be. And for about a year now, I have been having these recurring cravings to be with men. I don't know where this comes from, or if it will go away. But...
Once I got there, I walked up the front path to Roy's house. It was the biggest house in town, a total mansion. I rang the doorbell, and Roy opened the door with a smug look on his face. He was wearing the same clothes as the day before, minus the football pads. "Come on in, fag. We have the place to ourselves, since my parents are gone for a couple weeks,"...