Goa. December 2011. I'd just got off the bus. Drinking alone at a shack by the beach. And that's where He joined me at the table. We made the usual conversation. I noticed he used every excuse to reach out and touch my arm, my shoulder and even my knee. He: Hey, listen. how about we share a room? Save some cash that way. And with that he had his hand on my...
In my career, I would travel abroad for extended periods of time so invariably I would have some down time for some fun and games here and there. I like this particular experience because I was still expanding my bisexuality and this really opened my submissive side to heavy set bears with an alpha personality. As mentioned I was traveling abroad. I was st...
I was suffering a lot from depression since the bout of a drug obsession and all the time, I was being falsely advised to keep on taking Ecstasy and I would feel on top- of the world, but of course when I ran out of money and could not afford anymore I was really in the doldrums and next to suicide. It was like a guardian Angel turned up out of nowhere in t...
It had been three months since the first time Ben and I fucked each other. Since then we had rented an apartment together and Ben had fucked me every other night since. Ben hadn't much for getting it up the ass. I didn't care; so long as he fucked me we were happy. It was early on a Friday afternoon, and the super was fixing some wiring in one of the outlet...
Three months after I qualified as a sports physiotherapist/masseur, I started my own practice at home until I could find work with a sports club or association. I was enjoying a quiet coffee in the café and reading the daily paper when my mobile phone rang. A man's voice enquired about the possibility of getting a massage. He had been working an early shift...
River just stood there and watched as Mr. Donavan turned and walked out the door, wondering what he had gotten himself into. He took a moment to look around the room that was now his, it wasn't really anything impressive. Dark wood floor, walls painted a hunter green color, big picture windows looking out to what appeared to be a garden of some sort. No pict...
This is not a story in the traditional sense. There is no plot, there is only a small hint at the end about motivation and that there is a wider story. It is a description of a sexual event. It was inspired by seeing some photos on a blog about sex between men of disparate sizes. It is told from the perspective of the small guy. Naked. Face down. Flat on...
My boyfriend is going to cheat on me tonight. I just know it. He’s such a whore. Lobo claims that he’s only going to try to get his high school pal to do a little figure modeling. I know better. He’s normally not interested in women at all. However, he’s told me before that he doesn’t really consider her a mere woman, but his ultimate muse. I’m certain that...
(The is a follow up story to The Hotel Hookup. I would suggest reading that first just to get a better frame of reference) ***** "Besides, you have the rest of the night to make it up to me." Johnathon then shot me a wink as we crossed the threshold into the bathroom. I had the rest of the night to make it up to him. I really hoped I could get it up agai...
Entering the room immediately caused my stomach to churn with excitement. Something about entering a place where strangers are in control and you anticipate being involved with sexual activities. The what, why, and how remained a mystery. This only added to the combination of nervousness and excitement. The woman with a strangely deep voice said, "Welcome...