*All characters in this story are 18 years or older* I do all of it for him. I hate doing it, and I wish I could coerce him into something more modest, but he doesn't seem to want to do much else when we're alone. He doesn't let me have friends over because then we won't be alone. He wants us to be alone as much as we can, and he still does it for every min...
We are sitting in the living room, me on the couch you in the recliner. We are having a few drinks. After several drinks we decide to get out twister. We put the mat on the floor and start to play. We are quite drunk by this time and you make the suggestion we should play naked. We take our cloths off and play a few more turns, our body rubbing together. You...
When I woke up, Ignacio, or I guess I need to keep thinking of him as Juan Pablo, was nestled against my chest, sound asleep in my arms. What an angelic face the little guy had -- piercing grey eyes, naturally long lashes, pouty lips, and damn did he know how to use those lips. No need to mention the ass peeking out from under the sheets. He was insanely tig...
Uploading some of my old content. Please don't steal any of it like a few other people did. THANKS. ***** We watch each other, like always. He moves slower than usual tonight, dragging his feet across the floor. I can hear the soft slide of his feet as he passes from his closet to his bed, his white Hanes socks against the unremarkable apartment carpet...
Starting from my mid-teens, I discovered I had a growing fascination with having sex with another man. Although I'd always considered myself straight, the thought of having a huge cock fucking me in the ass or spraying cum down my throat was at times inescapable. However I remained wary of actually acting on these fantasies. I was open to very few people abo...
Chapter 2: Going All the Way Once Taylor and I had sucked each other to absolute intense orgasms, I knew that there was no turning back and that I would go all the way. That he would my teacher. Here I was wrapped in the arms of my first male lover when only a few hours earlier, I was 100% sure I was straight. I had as a matter of fact, no reason to questio...
His name is John, mine is Bill. He is 39 years old, I'm 56 years old. I have always seen him as my little nephew John, and he saw me as uncle William. His mother, my cousin Brenda with little John moved abroad when John was about 10 years old. Over the years we sent each other Christmas cards and the odd letters between us, but not much else. I did hear some...
I woke up before sunrise as usual. My father's side of the family was from farm stock. Waking up early came naturally to me. My mom's side of the family is in New York. I don't know much about them. They had stopped speaking to her when she had dated a Protestant. Her Haredi community had strict rules. That Protestant had married her, and my birth had happen...
The warmth of the sun peeking through the window woke me to the realization of what had transpired the night before. The feeling of Aaron's muscular frame spooning me was confirmation it was not a dream. I could feel his muscular chest resting against my upper back. His strong bicep draped over me with his forearm along my chest gently holding me against hi...
I imagine crashing next to you after a night of heavy drinking together in just my spandex briefs and shorts. As you woke up in the middle of the night to take a leak, you found me still fast asleep on my side and unresponsive to your prodding probably due to the state of drunkenness i am in. Feeling horny and gutsy at the thought of having a straight friend...