Andy got on all fours and awaited further instruction from Al. Al walked to the door of the old barn and picked up the duffel bag. He brought the bag to Andy's feet and laid it on the floor. Al unzipped the bag. Andy looked back to see what Al was doing. "Did I tell you to move your head?" Al asked. "No sir." Andy replied. By now, Andy had become adept at...
The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...
I woke up and turned over. Francis was already awake. He was watching me. I sat up and moved the blanket away from him, I straddled his legs though I was careful not to put my weight onto him. I reached to the side table and picked up the bottle of massage oil the doctor had given us. It smelled vile, Francis said he couldn't smell it, he couldn't smell anyt...
I had a long-term relationship with a bi friend from my early teens to early twenties. Our relationship was a closeness, and even love, that went well beyond what some would call "youthful experimentation", or "follies." Mind you, I love women, and love my wife, but for 25 years, and through two marriages and three kids, the thought of that "giddy man sex fe...
Trent was almost embarrassed about how closely Buzz held him both as they waited for the tender to go back to the ship and while they were on it. It was barely 2:30 in the afternoon when they got back on board. The tender platform was on deck one, so they didn't climb stairs or take an elevator to get to Buzz's cabin. Trent initially was a bit worried when h...
My hands clenched the sheets, as my ass slid back, my head nearly banging the wall, with every thrust that Kurt made into my hole. The feeling of being fucked was unimaginable, and how I could have almost denied myself the experience stuck with me. I could hear my father now, 'you are a man stop being screwed like a whore, stupid queer'. Kurt was relentless...
I had been fantasising about dick for a long time. On and off, I had spent most of my adult life masturbating to thoughts of cock and of getting fucked. Very rare was the orgasm achieved from aroused thoughts of women, though I was always looking at them with lust. But if you had asked me, I would have said I was straight; *maybe* bi if push came to shove. I...
As he was driving along, he kept glancing at the lovely 20 year old sitting next to him. It was only half an hour ago he picked him up in the new bar in town. He looked gorgeous standing there, he knew he wanted him. It was pure instant lust. He really couldn’t believe his luck when he asked if he wanted a shag. No one, not even his boyfriend had been so up...
I love cock. I love everything about it. Cocks are beautiful, the various shapes, the variety of lengths and thicknesses, the rich and variable colors, the textures. I love looking at cocks. I love touching cocks. I love sucking cocks and I love it when a cock fucks me. The best part about cocks though is that when I am pleasuring a cock in whatever way it r...
I have a private space I can go to indulge myself and my fantasies -- it's my RV. Parked in the country, I leave it there on land I own. Since I've put in a power line, water and septic, I can live there any time. And if I'm not living there, I can stay there and soak up the quiet and privacy. And indulge. It's also where I can indulge in some of my fantasie...