At last I have the courage to write about my sexual experiences. All the stories are true. Only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. STORY 6 Ann and I settled down into a ‘funny’ sort of a relationship. We lived in the same street in our own houses. Sometimes I would stay at hers, or the other way round. She would have her friends and I would...
I usually leave the "young stuff" alone. And I don't mean jailbait. I'm no chicken hawk. It's just that I generally prefer guys closer to my age. Call it a comfort thing. But one night I was out of town and cruising Squirt and this 20-something college boy messaged me: "Hey Daddy ...'sup?" I would ordinarily ignore an opening line like this, but I was really...
Nearly two weeks had passed since Trevor lured me to the bath house and gave me the fucking of my life. He owned me after that. That older, mature man knew I was his. I badly wanted him again. I wanted that thick cock, that strong sweaty body, those powerful arms controlling me. Each night I squirmed in my bed, imagining that bulging mushroom head forcing it...
Forward: For more than twenty years, I have looked back on my first same-sex experience with satisfaction. Satisfaction that I did not shy from the experience, that I freely enjoyed myself and my partner, that I have a base of familiarity upon which to develop an understanding of my sexuality, as well as my inhibitions. I accept my own sexuality, on my terms...
I met Frances (Siss) Buenoat at the local 'Learn-to-dance' studio. At age nineteen, she was about six months older than me. There were two occasions during my time with Frances that I could have made more progress in my social life. Once she told me she was at home 'all on my lonesome'. In a round-about way, I was invited to visit her at home with her paren...
Frank was quite a rugged man in his late 50s, about 5.9", by no means handsome, but quite well dressed, and as I would later discover, a real gentleman in every way. I first saw him in a rather busy cottage one evening when he stood beside me. I had just clicked with another man and was ready to leave for somewhere quiet, looking down I noticed that he was...
Irish Jack. I consider Jack as the most fulfilling guy I have been with. Not like I have been pleasured by many guys. They amount to three in all whom I have met via the website, who were all wonderful in their way, and I cherish having enjoyed their fuck and most things they wanted to do, very much. But everyone has their different ways and one cannot rea...
It had been a busy day. I had just got off work at about 2 a.m. I have two jobs: during the week, I work in construction, and on Friday and Saturday nights, I work as a bartender at my best friend Ted's nightclub downtown from 9:30p.m.-1:30a.m. Since Ted and I have known each other all our lives, he's a little partial to paying me extra ($18.50 an hour—not b...
This is a true story featuring the history of my love for cock and meeting the man who is becoming my Master. *** I'm on my way to see Paul again. It's only a ten minute drive from my house, but the blocks go by slowly, the cars ahead of me don't seem to know what the speed limit is...inside my stomach is aflutter with the expectation of once again being a...
To understand how we got to this point please read Part One. Paul and Janet will tell their experiences, as the story progresses. We lay in bed discussing our night of hot sex with our new found, hot black couple. "Honey, he got me off twice and he hasn't had that big black cock in my pussy yet. I hope I can handle that thing. I have to have it, baby,...