I woke up the next morning on the bed in the visitor's room stark naked. I was on my back with my legs spread just like Rodrigo had left me. A vague sense of panic and confusion coursed through my veins. I began to recall the facts as I tried to shake off the cobwebs. The night before, Rodrigo had dropped by my parents' house. He and I ended up in the visi...
Warm thanks to habu for giving me a firm hand and plenty of encouragement. ***** Usually, I don't sleep all that well when someone's in the bed with me, especially in the beginning. With him, I slept great. Better than I sleep alone, actually. I woke up once in the middle of the night, my arm aching from how I was lying on it, and I extracted myself from o...
It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....
First, total disclaimer: this hasn't ever happened, at least not to me. I've been writing erotica off and on for a while, and at least one old girlfriend used to masturbate herself frenziedly, listening as I spun smutty tales for her amusement. I'd actually intended it as a prose exercise, trying to write about something with which I had no personal experien...
I woke up alone once again, but I guessed that it'd probably start being like that, an early bird and a night owl as we were, trying to accommodate the others habits. Rolling around in the bed I noticed Luke had folded up my clothes nicely from the pile I left them in, I was going to wear them anyway, what's the point? Oh well, what ever rocked his boat......
I've known Jon since freshman year of High School. We tried to start a band, but none of the kids we played with were good enough to make it through a single song. Sometimes he'd just come over by himself and we'd play guitar together. Even then I remember thinking about him in a different way than all of my other friends. I could never put my finger on why...
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The guy Chris took to bed after the party was named Tyler. I had to serve them breakfast in bed, and they stayed fucking around, fortunately without me. They headed out to lunch leaving me to my chores. My shock collar was back on, and I got a Dial-A-Fag call from Travis who wanted a fuck then sent me to clean his apartment. I got a text from Josh as I was a...
When my emotions become overwhelming, I rush to set down my thoughts. I never know where they are going. For most of my life, I have not had a plan...not one that I actually followed, that is. Now, with the years advancing upon me, there is a real urgency to finally set one goal, and work to achieve it. I will not die alone. I am through with being alone -...
As with a lot of boys in my late teens I jerked off with other guys in a group. There were 5 of us me Paul, and Jason, Steve, Chris and Scott. We had all just turned 18 and were all horny as fuck. We met after school at my house to watch porno flicks or look at dirty magazines. My house was almost always empty until about 6 o'clock so we had plenty of time t...