As we progressed in the relationship there were certain stages at which we were becoming more intimate that I felt compelled to reveal some of my peccadillos. Since there were some significant ones, I told Judy that she could walk away with no hard feelings. For me it was very liberating to not have to hide parts of me that would certainly come out. It would...
I could feel the sweat rolling down my back, between my shoulder blades, as I pulled my wet shirt away from my chest for the thousandth time already. I savoured the icy coolness of the glass as I lifted it to my lips. Ice jangling, I slid the cold scotch over my tongue, reveling in the feel as the cool drops of condensed African night dripped from the bottom...
This Tuesday, arriving on a brightly blue winter day a few minutes after opening, the bathhouse felt empty as I paid, undressed, and drank my beer at the Internet PC. Surfing through a few preferred porn sites, then finding some Czech bathhouse porn by the guy that also does the Swingersakce series. Of course my hand slipped down to my towel covered cock, u...
Note - this is really more a bisexual perspective, but the site lacks that category Stories tell only a part, written or spoken. This is the story first heard by wife, now shared, of a recent bathhouse experience. And though the events occurred in a straight line, they didn't feel that way at the time, making the recounting of them become a series of disc...
Hey guys...I know some of you enjoy this and some of you don't...so I'll give you fair warning! DO NOT READ THESE IF YOU ARE NOT INTERESTED IN SOME VERY SHORT STORIES...THAT ARE JUST DESIGNED TO TRIGGER THOUGHTS AND IMAGES IN YOUR OWN HEAD! Some of these are only a couple of paragraphs and some of them are only a couple of pages...one or two of them took on...
*all references to characters, locations and events are fictional. Any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental* With my mouth and tongue occupied with your dripping cock, my mind begins to take in the details of my predicament. Here I am on my knees in front of you, my lips spread into a large O by the ring gag fastened around...
Author's notes: Thanks to all those who have taken the time to send me feedback, both anonymous and public. I love hearing what people think of my work, good or bad. It's so much better than looking at the voting tally and trying to figure out what I did wrong... I have re-written this piece several times over, trying to get the right mix of dark and light...
Hey guys just thought id upload this story that has been floating around in my head. i'm warning everyone now that this is not like the stories i have uploaded before. it is harsh and the main theme is reluctance. im not sure what direction im going with this. so that being said get lost if this is not your type of thing :-) A Story of Abuse: Phoenix "Yo...
Birds screech and trees rustle as we hike along the barest of paths through the jungle, the tropical humidity making me bathe in my own sweat, the uneven ground shifting under my boots, alone with my guide on the tiny island of Kurutaukari in the South Pacific. We've come here to examine some supposedly fine examples of stone carving made hundreds of years a...
* Hello and welcome to the sixth chapter of Poor Simon! All characters are 18+ enjoy! * I woke up when the green numbers on Master's alarm clock read 6:52. I stretched and yawned and rested, quietly basking in the memory of Master's lips touching my forehead. The warm feeling was quickly chased away by sick fear. I was going to see the Doctor today. I c...