Part Two I woke the next morning refreshed despite all the alcohol I drank, feeling a little fuzzy I just laid there letting my eyes adjust to the morning light that was cascading through the east window. My eyes fluttered open and I started to remember parts of a dream I had, the Tequila had robbed me once again of part of my night. My right hand slowly st...
I checked the alarm clock again. Eight past nine. I was wearing nothing under my bed robe and was eagerly awaiting my boyfriend Buck and his ten inch cock to come home and give me some lovin'. I paced, I tried reading, checking my emails, and only three minutes had passed. The urge to beat myself off was incredible, I kid you not. See, Buck sometimes works...
Serving Rod -- Chapter 2. I must have sucked Rod off a dozen times over the next day and a half. We developed a little routine, the three of us -- Rod, his dick, and I. While he was sleeping, I’d work on the project. Whenever Rod would wake up, his cock would get hard. He was always horny. Always. The man has an endless sexual appetite that’s impossible t...
The next morning I woke up hung over as shit. I'm pretty lucky with hangovers in that I don't get vomiting sick. Mainly I just have a headache, fell dreadfully tired and thick headed. This morning I woke up to see Mark pinning Amber's butt to the gym mats with his cock. He was supporting himself with one hand, pulling her hair with the other. She was laid f...
Things always break on Fridays. The damn furnace went out during the afternoon, and every repair place I called would not promise when they could get to me, as temperatures were only in the teens. Thoroughly warned about weekend overtime charges, I left my information with nearly ten companies across the downtown Boston area. I relayed the bad news to my wif...
The winter and spring of our first year together passed by with meeting one another's families, a cruise with Mack's parents to celebrate their 50th anniversary. Our relationship continued to deepen and by the end of May, we were all but living together. We continued to make love and fuck our brains out as young couples do and life together was better than I...
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 plot.) Be warned, it's very long. 33+ chapters, and many sexless ones to come before...
"Ahhh, that were very nice," I said with a deep, satisfied sigh, as I spilled my seed down Des's chin. We were in the boathouse on the lower lake, here because Des had wanted me to fuck him. But now we'd have to sit and talk for a bit, listening to the racing shells grind against the dock outside in the bit of a squall that had come up over Sandhurst. It wou...
This is a fantasy that involves male-on-male action and forced sex. If you're not into that please move on. It isn't meant to be a great work of literature, it's meant to be a silly fantasy of mine. I've been in rural Iowa for the last few months working in a temporary office for my firm and it's been an adjustment. The food, the weather, the people; eve...
Ralph shows Justin just how extreme his changes will be. Leaving my girlfriend was easy. We weren't in a committed relationship anyway and she seemed relieved to see me go. Ralph wasn't at the hotel when I arrived with my two suit cases but had left word with the front desk to let me have access to his suite. The bellman was quick to take my baggage and op...