I had been at the sports academy for one year and was looking forward to spending time back in my home town. I had worked at a job there with a very accommodating and adventurous lady before I gained a scholarship. These plans came to nothing after I had spent the colder months at the academy and was told by my former boss that the summer break would preve...
My schedule over the last couple of weeks has been complicated by cutting wood in the local forest. Not that this is a complaint, as the weather has been ideal for doing such work, not to mention motorcycle riding. This meant that last Friday, after spending a couple of hours with a saw and unloading the results at home, when I entered the house, the clock s...
This never happened. Total fiction. Fake names...But REAL fantasy ;) The scene takes place in between the first and second Fred stories... During my time in tech school, Professor David Geladas was a strong willed, confident, intelligent, soft bodied middle aged man who commanded respect. His lightning fast wit and sarcasm were deadly weapons capable of ev...
If you've read my story "It Started At the Bookstore," I told how I wound up abandoning the anonymity of the glory holes at the Adult Book Store near me for an in person visit with Dom, a magnetic guy with a gorgeous body (6'2", sculpted muscles including abs and a beautiful butt) that came attached to a magnificent, 10" cut cock. I went with him because he...
Please, John. Do what John says. Matt is John's boy. Matt is John's toy. Obey John. Please, John. Do what John says. Matt is John's boy. Matt is John's toy. Matt mouthed the words once he was in the back room of the adult bookstore. He stood just inside the door while John made his way to the small room. There was a desk littered with papers and a computer,...
Hi, I'm Steve, Sarah's father, what follows is a true story which occurred during a tour in Cyprus Whilst out for a walk one morning, having walked along the sea front, I planned to walk from the harbour towards the old town, needing a piss I stopped at the public toilet (a very rare commodity in Cyprus). Pissing down the hole they called a urinal, I heard...
I got in the passenger side of Roger's car and extended my hand. We shook hands in greeting. "Good to see you, my friend." "Good to see you, Rog." We'd been friends thirty years, through high school and college, through family events to family tragedies. Our wives were friends. We attended the same weddings and funerals. Rog and I even worked together at...
About Chapter One: Don't feel the need to go back to read it. I summarized the past events in the text well enough. Ultimately, I imagine the story will cross into many categories. Author's Note: I love writing. But due a medical condition, I often rely talk to text program that isn't always accurate to dictate much of my work. If you like a series, please...
By the time I got back to my room, Charles was fast asleep. I also decided to crash while reminiscing about my successful day. On the first full day of rowing camp, I'd convinced five of my teammates to submit to my cock, and now I only had three left: Damion, the tall, cocky Irishman; Dario, the sexy blond-haired stud from Italy; and Charles, my tall and st...
I was processing a recent event that had the potential to change my life. I could drive me nuts with guilt and shame or really expand me. I had spent an afternoon with a woman fuck buddy sucking cock at a nude beach in a wooded area. I had given in to an old fantasy that I hadn't known how to process. Unconsciously I had pushed it by hooking up with a frien...