The next day arrived bright and sunny. Dale gazed out the window at the perfect weather as he sipped his morning cup of coffee. He felt groggy. He'd slept fitfully, tossing and turning, worrying and obsessing about what would happen today. Generally driving himself insane, at 2 a.m., he'd been ready to screech. He'd gotten up, turned the shower on, as hot as...
John, My Second Visit This is the second of my stories about how I came to accept that I was not fully heterosexual. These stories are true reminiscences, even the places and most of the names are unchanged...If you think you recognise anyone or have similar experiences then get in touch.... My thoughts were very mixed over the next two days. I was excited...
His cock was back up to its huge level, it was all encompassing and felt as though it was running through my entire body a second spine for my body. He stood up and I expected more of the slamming squats, but it seemed Master S liked a varied gym session. His massive hands cupped my widely spread ass cheeks pulling them apart still further. He then did sho...
Part 1: In which I aquire a manager to pimp my sexual prowess... I'm not going to pretend things to you. I'm not going to lie. My life is out of control. I've had a lot of guys. A lot of guys have had me. Maybe it's my naughty streak, my devilish grin. As a serial slut I've probably had more men than is humanly healthy. And done things, far too many things...
I had just closed escrow on a house I found in Manhattan Beach, a better part of Los Angeles County than my old digs--closer to the beach. I spent the day moving in my furniture, and as the sun went down, to celebrate I drove to a restaurant I saw on Sepulveda Boulevard. I sat at the bar and ordered a Knob Creek and soda--a little 100 proof whiskey was just...
Chapter 2: Baader-Meinhof or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) Today was a day of halves. Jamie sat at his desk, half listening to the single Airpod he wore and half working on the floor plan he had open on his computer. He woke up the same time he always did- only this time with far less energy than usual. After what felt like a power-house punch to the...
Luca awoke to giggles, snorts and cold feet. The tent was in full daylight and the mattress beneath him was rhythmically shaking. Odd. He dragged himself upright and soon discovered the reason. He'd been lying on Thomas, who was curled in an odd position in the corner of the tent with his eyes full of guilty mirth, laughing. "Lucky's in loooove," came a...
Thhhhhump!! "UUUUGHHH!" "AAGGHH FUCK!" Fuckin' hell - I didn't mean to run into him - damn, I didn't mean to run into anyone, but I just did - literally. I'd just panicked as I realised that I'd left a brand new hard drive on the back seat of the car. I'd just bought it along with a small fortune's-worth of other computer bits and pieces...and while I'd...
The title of course is misleading; my first penis continues to be my own. This tale barely mentions my second, which belonged to my teenaged wank-off buddy Lenny, as both of us messed around with each other as horny, small-town adolescents. But somehow "My Third Penis" just doesn't make for a captivating title, however accurate it might be. The adjective "...
In the picturesque county of Worcestershire, we have some really quaint villages and country inns and it was in one of these that I met Billy: Billy is certainly a character, rather roguish at times, generous with has money but always a real gent, however deep down I got the impression that there was more to him than what he was prepared to reveal. It took s...