The Slave - A First Time Story The following is a fictional account loosely based on the true occurrence of my first experience with gay sex. I have greatly embellished the events and circumstances for my own entertainment and hopefully yours. The slave auction was organized on campus by a fraternity and its affiliated sorority ostensibly as a fundraiser f...
"Taylor...Taylor!" The voice of the police chief woke me from a light nap. I had been out all night partying, did not really get any sleep. Snickers and chuckles filled the room as I sat up straight, running my fingers through my hair. I cleared my throat, "Uh, sorry sir, I uh...yeah, here..." I said completely embarrassed. Chief Flanagan gave me an anno...
They were lost, of all the times this was the worst possible time to have lost the car. Desperately running from the crooks or who-ever they were, had diverted them away from where they were parked and now they were wandering around in circles. "I was sure it was this street," Theo pointing to a hairdressers he was certain they had passed before they had th...
Note: I've deliberately withheld the names of the housemates in this story for two reasons: firstly, we are still friends, and secondly, they are authors on this website, like me. Sure, I could make up names for them, but why bother? Anyway, this story contains depictions of gay sex and water sports. For those that are squeamish about such topics, feel free...
CONFERENCE MEET The team had been on their best behavior for three days prior to the Conference Swim Meet. The heats would take place on Friday and the finals on Saturday. There would be plenty of time for sex on Sunday. Monmouth was the most formidable competition and had finished a close second last year. Greg Johnson was Monmouth's star swimmer. After t...
Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting Thank you all who have been reading and following along. I always appreciate getting feedback. It helps with becoming a better writer and it's always an ego boost, so feel free to reach out. I will always respond! The usual spiel: This isn't a stroke story, (more porn with...
"Is that the last of it?" Carey asked, as Ethan set the box down. "Yep. I didn't have much, and that's all I wanted," he said, staring at their new house. Since he had started his therapy, he had gotten a job. It paid well, and wasn't too hard. Carey was looking, but he still had a hard time being outside for that long. But he had been making good progress....
*Author's Note: I wanted to tell this chapter from both perspectives. I tried to make the POV change as painless as possible. Please let me know what you think.* Chapter 4: Relocated Bobby filled my thoughts as I put my clothes in my dresser. I had been with Bobby everyday over the past few months and it felt like a piece of me left when he rode back home...
It was the summer of 1973 and I had just finished my first year in college. I was chasing every blonde girl I met and having relative success given that I was slight of build and very young looking. Being young looking had meant that I was often accosted by middle aged, mature men, who saw me as a pretty boy. While I was often attracted to some of those men...
"Andre, Andre, Andre," Emily murmured. She raised and moved an arm around my neck and turned my face to hers for a kiss. I was holding her, face down, underneath me, with an arm wrapped around her belly, holding her up off the surface of the bed. I was still working her clit with the fingers of the other hand. She was trembling and jerking under me and I was...