I was on my way to Paul's hose now. Driving there in my moms mini-van, I kept having an urge to turn back but my raging boner kept me going. It was hot that day, i was wearing a pair of cargo shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers. I parked across the street after finding Paul's house. My heart was racing and if I decided to jerk off right then I'd barely last a min...
Last sentence chapter-33..determine our situation. Pulling into my driveway, I see Fred walking toward my house. Confrontation time? He goes to the porch and sits down. Getting out of the truck I say, "What's up?" Fred's got a scowl on his face and as I sit he says, "I should ask you the same question and I will." "O.K. I guess we need to have a talk. So...
Shane explodes in Special Gay Massage for Straights The five of us who ran the local gym were all gay and regular sex partners. We had shared many group sessions where we pretended to capture one of the group and subject him to fucking and torture. One of the fantasies we shared though was to do this for real and to force a good looking straight chap into j...
I am 19, white, bicurious, but I have never touch a guy before... that is, until lat Sunday I live in Southern California and one day while my parents we out of town, I decided to drive down to San Diego to Black's Beach, a nude beach. I have never been to a nude beach before and rarely naked in front of anyone before. I took me about two hours to drive dow...
Darius was led naked through the corridors of the prison, his feet growing cold from treading the old stones of the floor. His genitals had shrunk to their smallest possible size, both from the cold and from fear. When Hammer came back from his visit to the doctor, he was bruised, sore, and didn't say anything for two days. Darius was taken through a heavy,...
I got a part time job on Friday nights in the City and to go to my bus home I could walk through Albert Park. Believe me at 9-30 on a Friday night that place hummed, I could guarantee someone's warm lips over my welcoming cock within minutes of walking in. The lights were always broken so it was totally anonymous. You would just stand there and a hand would...
As I was on my way to get fucked, I reflected, once again, what I was up to... I was a married guy, happily married, who liked getting fucked...by another guy. It wasn't love, yuck. It was an extremely pleasant diversion that no one except a guy could provide. It messed with my mind when I thought about it, but in spite of my best intentions, I couldn't stay...
Part 12 - The French Maid Cleans Up I stayed in the kitchen a while studying at the table. My mind was not on my studies though. I still had the taste of cum and shit in my mouth. I could not believe how easily I had just slurped down a turd! About half an hour later, Glen called me back into the bedroom. He was now fucking the shorter guy, in the ass, d...
Weeks run Thursday thru Wednesday, as Thursdays are the days the group meets for their weekly updates. This is not a sex story, but rather a story of two individuals meeting and falling in love. * Thursday (Thanksgiving Day) Blaine received a few texts through the day from Aimee, Logan, Angela, and Lisa all wishing him a Happy Thanksgiving. He responded...
This story and its predecessor, "Alan -- The Beginning", are autobiographical and I have only changed a few details from reality. * Alan had been fucking me for 3 weeks. He was much more confident now and he took what he wanted, my bum mainly. It was great for me too, as I love being fucked, and having a gorgeous young man who wanted to be in me several t...