The clear, blatant fact that another man wants to push his hard cock into your ass has a way of seizing a man's thoughts. I certainly didn't want to fuck him, or any man. A psychological barrier on my end of the stick, apparently. When it came to fucking, my cock pointed straight to women. But... A man fucking me? Ideas of what it would feel like, do to me,...
Riverbend Equestrian Park was a pretty fancy name for a pretty fancy place. It was located just west of Lexington, Kentucky, in rolling green-pastured hills sectioned off with gleaming-white fences and was a "have-it-all" sort of enterprise when it came to horses, or nearly it all. Colonel Jameson, the man who lived in the white-brick antebellum house in t...
"Hello, Joey. My name is Doctor Westcott. Please come on in and have a seat over here." I feel a little self-conscious. I've had my fielding and batting tryout for the minor league team—and I didn't know it would just be me, with Coach Rosner putting me through my paces—and I've showered and come and sat in this corridor with just a towel around me, waiting...
Chapter 01: John Why had he left the photograph there, standing right there in a leather frame on the dresser top? More important, why was the photograph here at all? I had gone into his room to put his things together so they could take them down to Hayden along with the body, and there it was. To some extent the whole success of the Wolf Creek Ranch had...
About ten days after the first time, I got an opportunity to watch Fred and Tom go at it again. This time started when I driving home after running some errands. As I drove past Fred's house, I saw Tom's car parked in the driveway. I immediately started to get excited at the thought of what was probably going on inside the house. After I dropped off the ca...
It's been years since I've been on the Internet regularly for sex/porn but recently I've been motivated by what I've seen to write about my first homosexual experience, which happened about 8 years ago, when I was 22. I met Steve in a chat room. He lives a few towns away. He was 38 and divorced. He explained how he wished he had known more about his homosex...
Dublin, 1926 Aidan was folding his laundry when his roommate Stephen came in. "Hey, Aidan. Matron wants to see you when you're finished with that." Aidan sighed. He had an idea what it was about. He was now eighteen, and could no longer stay at the orphanage. The matron probably wanted to see if he'd found a job and a place to live yet. He hadn't, and was g...
With my face forcefully buried in my Uncle's crotch, unable to see anything, I could hear the discussion between the two men. "I'm going to enjoy this new compliance device, it'll be nice not seeing it on my boy," Mike said as he sat back down on the couch, rifling through the contents of the box. "We may as well set up the control software now, you should...
"You first encountered the defendant where, Mr. Philips?" "At my gym. We were members of the same gym." I did not want to be here, in this courtroom. But the DA had intimidated me. He had said that they might delve deeper into why I was in Baltimore—why I had left San Diego. I really didn't want them to do that. I had just fallen into it in San Diego. I di...
Rob always wanted to be someone's bitch. At 6' 3" this was a tall order for his wife who stood at a solid 5' 6". Their sex was usually great, but the frequency had dropped off the map. This is what led him to watch plenty of porn, often times finding himself cumming to a video of a man being force fucked and left with cum dripping from their sweet asses. Rob...