I woke up the next morning feeling great, despite the rock hard boner I was already sporting. I was feeling even greater than great when I whipped out the tape measure in my night stand and meticulously measured said boner, and came up with 6 and 3/8 inches. sometime between yesterday's locker room fuck-fest and this morning I'd cracked the 6 inch mark and...
As I said before I lived by a Truck Stop rest area in the Chicago area and my apartment was just a short walk up the back access road. This was one of my favorite places to go at night and even in the day sometimes and sit in a stall and suck cock, drink loads of cum and sometime get fucked through the partition or in the back of some truckers cab. I had th...
Please note that the following story is essentially true but that my long term boyfriend and I only fuck with strangers when condoms are worn. Stay safe! *************** I can't really remember how I came to be sat in my shorts and vest in the living room, doing work on my laptop to do with marketing our bed and breakfast. My boyfriend Dave had made a rare...
Jason's gaydar was on full alert. There was something going on and he wanted a part of it. Usually the guys that he played ruby with were as straight as could be. Sure there was all the towel snapping stuff, and sometimes pats on butts and stuff, but today was different. It was as if all these young stallions, most just into their twenties, were high on an...
My ass hurt the entire next day from Ms. Ward's strap on. I was red-faced most of the day imaging the other guys at work knew why I was walking a bit delicately. I made it through the day without comments though. I thought of Renee constantly. Longing to see and touch her again. I received a call on my cell phone that Wednesday from Ms. Ward. She had evid...
This is a true accounting and the start of many, many more to come. I still don't remember how or why I knew what to do. I had been drinking big time and, on my way home, got the urge to pull over. Why did I know the spot? Why did I know that the sidewalk along Van Cortland park on Broadway was a place for men to meet? I must have heard it and stored it. I...
Thank you to my husband who supports me in all my crazy endeavors and to Antagonee for some awesome and professional editing on this story! * Waking up proved painful and challenging. My head was sore and my vision refused to focus, the lids of my eyes heavy. I thought about going to sleep again when a low-pitched voice started to speak. "Quick! Get him g...
Pete and I began talking almost every day. We'd keep each other up to date with what was going on in our lives. Our friendship was growing stronger. For me, it was nice to have a new friend, but it was also strange considering he was 20 years older than me. Although, the dirty half of my mind loved having an older man show me the ropes. A few weeks had pass...
This story is a fantasy, nothing more. It's not real, please don't leave feedback saying that you can't believe that this really happened. If you don't like gay sex or like reading about one man's sexual fantasies, please don't leave negative feedback because you were surprised. This is really a silly story with dialog that's not anything to write home about...
My disclaimer: This story is male-male in nature and involves forced sex, spanking, and pissing. If you're not interested in that, please don't leave negative feedback. Enjoy. It was a brutally hot and humid day in the Midwest; a typical summer. I wanted to take advantage of the nice weather and wash my car. It's been a couple of weeks of relentless rain...