We were probably all virgins even though we were eighteen. It was a more innocent age and of course you didn't 'become a man' until you were twenty-one. Though at eighteen you could still be called up to fight for your country and presumably, if necessary, die for it too. In fact nearly four hundred of us National Service men did in places like Korea and Mal...
"Just landed. Omw now" "ETA?" "11" "Meet me at the bar." The bar? Carson's Uber pulled away from the airport as he broke into a sweat. And not just from the Florida heat. This is crazy, he thought, the same thought he'd been having for the last 48 hours. He didn't know anything about this man, except for how his cum tasted. Yet here he was, hours from...
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...
"I think he's signaling to you, sugar." I'd stopped to talk to the two guys who regularly positioned themselves at the corner of 4th Street Northwest in Albuquerque and the alley in which I temporarily resided in a cardboard carton. I hadn't been there long following a relocation from Las Vegas and, although I'd found some work as a gofer on a high-rise con...
I'd say the last thing I expected from Russ was what happened in the stairwell that night, but that would mean the rest of the night was any less surprising. Russ was one of my coworkers at the turnpike rest stop restaurant. Most of my coworkers were high school seniors like me. Russ was in his mid 20s and our lead fry cook. He was also supremely strange. B...
"I'm not your slave," said my wife as she picked up her suitcase, and slammed the front door behind her. She had packed only one suitcase, the essentials, and she was leaving everything else behind. The thing she wanted most in the world was never to see me again. And all because I had asked her for a pair of clean socks. Dammit. This was a rotten situat...
Dominating a Neighbor Chapter 7 "Don't look at me. I'm not ready to marry him." Those words echoed in my head. Later afternoon after sleeping in Kyle's childhood bed with him, I left him to his family to return home. Kyle had come back a few days later, and I had just thrown a tremendous fuck into him. He was sleeping on my chest. I had said those words to...
I've heard that a lot of guys get off on seeing their wives fucked by another man. What sick fucks! Who would ever want to see another guy's cock in the snatch of your own special woman, whom you love and adore, whom you courted and married to keep her all to yourself for the rest of your life? Who could ever want those sweet lips, which you kiss in passion...
Sven drove to a diner that he knew of that was only about five minutes away. There was a big sign out front advertising "All Day Breakfast" and as we pulled in, it looked like a real nice homey kind of joint. We grabbed a booth again with me sitting next to Sven as usual. We had a buxom young waitress named Casey that the guys had fun flirting with; both of...
I sent my best friend to prison. Well, I didn't actually send him, but I might as well have. I'm a public defender. They don't get much lower than me. Allan, one of my best friends caught his wife cheating on him and stabbed her almost a hundred times with a penknife. He asked me to defend him, even though we both knew he was guilty, but he didn't care becau...