It was a day no different than any other. I got home early and was relaxing with a drink and my laptop while everyone else was still sleeping. It may be 3am but for me it is my evening. I see my friend's son Jacob is online so I send him a message. After a few messages he asks me if I was at work and tell him I am at home with a drink in hand. He asks if he...
I was nervous. Having hesitated for a long time I finally gave in and agreed to meet up with the dominant woman I had been chatting with online for a few weeks. We had met on a sex-contact site and it sort of clicked immediately. She knew how to push all my buttons and soon knew that I was more than just bisexual and submissive. As the weeks passed, she go...
By the time I wake up, it's mid-morning. I was up late last night. But that's not unusual for me. I drag myself out of bed, shuffle to the bathroom, piss with the door open. Shuffle back out, scratch the underside of my balls, belch loudly. Then I notice he's sitting up in bed, watching me. "Sorry," I mumble, feeling myself blush. "I guess I'm not used to...
It started out as a great weekend. It was early November, deer season had just opened last week and Carl and Dave were really excited about the three days camping out in the woods, hunting whitetail. Lifelong friends, they'd taken these long weekends to go hunting since they were eighteen. Back then, "camping" really meant a tent and campfire, but now the...
I used to keep journals, when I was a kid, but I stopped for a while. I never really liked it, I guess. I'm pretty sure my mom was reading it anyway, so it wasn't really a good place for my deepest, darkest secrets. It was just something that some parenting book my mom read suggested I do after my dad ran out on us. Now seems like a good time to start again...
I found myself there more by accident than on purpose. Or so I tell myself anyway. The fact of the matter is that I was yearning for this new experience for quite some time. There was just something enticing about man to me even though I was (and still am) quite the ladies man. For years I was "curious". My first true step was to buy a Bi video. The sight I...
We had just had sex. It used to be that we made love. Or he made love not to me. I made love to him. It was so stupidly ironic—I couldn't stand him for a long time. He did not pursue me or even speak to me. But he did do that a hundred times over, by avoiding me, looking away from me when I accidentally looked at him. We had had student housing at Traylor U...
I see him coming out of the passageway from the plane, another one sent to me from the Levant to acclimate to living in the States in exchange for pleasuring me. He's everything I had been told to expect: big. Tall, more than six and a half feet, I think, and thick of body but in a well-cut way, all power and muscle way. Big hands, big feet, bulging biceps,...
"I shouldn't be here." I tell myself. Standing outside the bar, garish neon lights blinking slowly in my face, I shiver and almost leave. It's loud inside - people laughing and a blare of music trying to drown everyone out. I'm standing about 15 feet away by a dead lamp post. Watching. A somewhat steady stream of people in and out, various states of dress. V...
And so it went. I went to work or class, Terry did his job, and we'd reconvene in the apartment at night. I noticed that if he got home before me, he would sometimes be naked when I came in, but he didn't -- or I got there first -- he'd come to wherever I was in the apartment and systematically take his clothes off while talking to me about his day, subtly k...