Peter telephones Robert for anal sex to finish what he started on the train. "Hello?" "Hi Robert. This is Peter. I, um, met you on the—" "I know who you are Peter," said Robert. "It's not every day that a stranger pulls up my dress, pulls down my panties, and fucks me up the ass on a crowded train," he said with a laugh. "Please call me Roberta." "I was...
Life can be sweet until you fuck up. Life was going great for Michael Brand. He was living the high life. He had beautiful girls following him around. Nice cars and a cool house. He wore fancy sneakers and all the cool hoodies any guy would want. He loved designer clothes and living the high life. Michael had the greatest parties. Everybody who was anybody w...
Warning: contains mild scat === The night before Jake and I were going to watch Liverpool play Leeds, the tumble drier decided to break down. I had, of course, left the bulk of the laundry we needed until the night before our trip and so we had a large pile of wet washing waiting to be dried. As an engineer by trade, doing impromptu repairs on our applianc...
CHAPTER 1 The other day, late one afternoon, I was walking along a quiet path in the park, when suddenly I experienced what the French call a Coup de Foudre, which literally translates into English as a Bolt of Lightning. Of course I had not been struck by lightning; otherwise I should not be here to tell this story. Metaphorically, Coup de Foudre also mean...
The hot weather had only recently broken, tempting me into making the first trip to the bathhouse in several weeks. Arriving a bit later than usual, having first enjoyed some organic smoke, it was good to see several other visitors already there. The quickly finished cold beer added its own note to my growing anticipation. Downstairs, the whirlpool water wa...
The contrasts between visits can be striking. Sometimes, everything flows in glorious fun, and other times, one realizes just how much a role luck plays in the best visits. The memories from this visit are even hazier than normal, having spent easily more than an hour with my cock in several men's willing mouths, and at least a further half hour with a man'...
Dr. Greg Phillips looked at his watch, it was 3:30pm on a Friday afternoon, and he only had one patient left, a young man named Jason Johnston. Dr Phillips was a 45-year-old psychiatrist, who thought of himself as a fairly decent looking man. At 5'10" and 190lbs, and a good build, he was a decent catch for anyone his age. Dr. Phillips really wasn't looking...
Chapter One I was at home one day, just sitting there, watching the T.V. It was quite boring and I was feeling a little 'giddy.' I decided to call Dan to see if he wanted to 'play' around some. To my surprise the doorbell rang right when I was about to pick up the phone to call Dan. When I came to the door, there was Dan, standing there with a hard on as...
I knelt on the floor before him, naked. His pants were open, his cock was full but not hard. I scooped up his balls in my right hand, his cock in my left and ran my tongue under the velvet head. I slipped it into my mouth, sucking a little, lapping a little. How had I gotten here? I was in the mega bookstore and the books about sex were just around the corn...
A recent Wednesday exemplified the undeniable simplicity of a bathhouse as a place for sex. I arrived a few minutes after its opening, undressed, drank a beer, went upstairs to do a hit of rush, then went down to enjoy the steambath. Men already arrived before me, a few towels already stowed in the cubbyholes along the steamroom's outer wall. Wandering in s...