The protagonist in this story, though an avid participant, intellectually, is physically a victim of a limited consent sex act, therefore, If you disapprove of limited consent stories DO NOT READ further. * * * I was standing at the urinal in a gas station one day, my sweats pulled part way down, when it occurred to me I should probably be in a stall if I...
Here's a short story about my first time. "I want to suck your cock," he said. My hand stopped half way up to my mouth; almost dropping my beer. "Umm, uh, what...what did you say?" I asked. Dave grinned and repeated "I want to suck your cock." "Really?" "Yeah, really," he replied. I didn't say anything for a minute and Dave continued "But I guess you're...
Exam time at Carleton University. A sweltering heat blankets the City of Ottawa, Ontario. We're in early April. Do you know what this means? With so many chicks walking around with short skirts and ultra-short shorts in the blazing heat at school, a brother like me just can't focus. Trust me, if you were there, you'd be distracted too. My name is Jean Frankl...
I wrote my first story about my first time with a guy. In the few weeks since, I've met a lot more. During this weekend just gone, a few things changed and I thought I'd put it here too. Again, I've left out any mention of names. Enjoy. ==================== I just realised that I didn't describe myself very well last time. I'm 5'9" and skinny with brown h...
This is my first submission and I'm not sure where this is going. It's a project I've been working on when it pleases me. I finally decided to submit it as I find I write more often if there are other people who want me to continue a story. This is also my first erotic story, though I have yet to get to that part. Any comments on my writing, good or bad, wou...
[Author's Notes: This story is dedicated to a co-worker. Chad, if you ever happen to read this (which I seriously doubt) and figure out that you're the one I'm writing about, please don't hate me for the fantasy and please continue to be friends with me. It's just a fantasy that will never be acted out in our very happy yet separate, monogamous, straight liv...
A feeble light pierced the darkness. It spread across the khaki canvas chairs and backpacks that littered the plywood floor. When the rays of dawn reached the metal sink it reflected onto Stevie's face. He rubbed his eyes. For a moment he thought that he was safely in his bedroom. He opened his eyes fully. The bare wall reminded him that he was still in the...
This is another fantasy about being forced to be a sex toy in a rest stop. If you don't have any interest in such a thing please don't leave negative feedback. It involves male-on-male sex and more.. Well, I find myself on the road yet again, and am hoping for more dirty fun like I had at the rest stop in California a few days ago. I'm in New Mexico just...
I sat bolt upright in a bed I didn't recognize. I stared down at the black satin sheets and looked next to me on the bed. Zak was next to me, his hands resting behind his head, the picture of relaxation. He wore a black silk shirt that blended in nicely with the sheets, and a pair of navy blue jeans. I was wearing some form of boxers judging by the feeling...
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...