As we undressed for bed, Alex said to me, "I feel kind of sorry for Danny." "Sorry for him? You're kidding me!" It was hard to believe he would feel anything but mistrust for my ex. He hadn't been keen on Danny visiting us, and sure as hell hadn't been comfortable with him staying over with us for the night. "No I do," he insisted. "Being holed up in that...
It was nearly teatime on Saturday afternoon and my cousin and I were sitting on his bed with his mate Marcus from university. Marcus had come to visit from Surrey where his parents lived, and even though he'd only arrived on the train that lunchtime, things were already getting pretty sexy between the three of us. For a start he was drop-dead cute with love...
It was beaut having Uncle Rob's mate Guy over for the evening. He's always up for a laugh and it's great how his no-nonsense way of speaking and brash sense of humour are so at odds with the airs and graces Uncle Rob puts on. It was especially great, though, because I knew there was a lot more on the cards than just a fun night with my uncle, Guy and my cou...
Coming home again, humiliated, horny, and dejected, I was determined to get this cage off. I faked sick with my mom, and went up to my room to try to get it off again. When I got there, I realized I was still wearing those stupid panties. I pulled them off, and threw them under my bed in disgust. I was sick of this game, of being humiliated like this. It was...
We live in these little cardboard boxes. Flats they're called. Cardboard coffins I call them. We call them. We can hear everything that goes on in this flea palace. So can the fleas. They can here Jimmy'meboy and they can hear the git upstairs, and the old poofs over cross the way. And it smells in here all over the East End. And we pretend we love in this s...
So many of you probably know of my friend Cody. You've probably read his story about our encounters. As much as I enjoyed being with him, I don't really like him advertising our time together. Don't get me wrong I love the story and I think it's so hot, but there's something about publishing sex so that everyone can see that just freaks me out. A while ago I...
Chapter Three, Hand crafted to please all pallets. As we grew more accustomed to each other in bed and out of it, I felt my whole being was controlled by Richard. The sheets needed changing every day now and I don't think there was ever a night went by when Richard didn't fuck me to the brim. His favourite was to take me when I was asleep, I'd awaken with...
I keep asking myself, was it an accident really? Whoa, let me step back a bit. My name is Dean and I am 41 years old. I had, until very recently been happily married but things turned sour and my wife and I split. Totally depressed and despondent I decided to quit London, where I had lived my entire life, and move out to the coast. It was easier for me...
We threw our jackets on the floor and then kissed again, grinding our erections together through our open zippers, regardless of the fact we were smearing each other's precum across the fronts of our trousers. Ricky smiled as my tongue entered his mouth and this time he let me penetrate him deeply, offering no resistance as I worked my tongue between his te...
Because the boy pushing the large cement-laden wheelbarrow was exceptionally attractive I'd been delightfully spending every day sitting in the sun. He'd nodded and smiled the first time we made eye contact; assuring me I'd be spending my Summer Break in the garden. Although he was very good looking, his magnificently sculpted and tanned body, glistening wi...