It had been three weeks since my incredible session with the hottest bear I had ever encountered and I couldn't get him out of my head. For three weeks I had been celibate: it was longest time I had gone without sex in ages but I just couldn't bring myself to look at anyone else, let alone think about making out with them. Luciano had promised to call but o...
Author's Note: This chapter sets up at least two more that will contain the action, the second coming in a few days. I'd skip the story if you're going to find large sex toys off-putting. The premise was way more fun with objects that wouldn't be easily explainable. *** I moved into my freshman dorm room on the very first move-in day available for the fall...
"Hey, what's up?" I heard from the doorway of my room. I had been hunched over a chemistry book studying before the interruption by a dorm mate, Ronnie. "Hey, yourself," I replied. "What's up with you?" "Ah, just bored," he replied. "I'm thinking about going for a drive out by the lake. You interested? Do you want to take a break from the books for a whi...
Practice should have been over an hour ago. Kenneth shifted his weight from one foot to the other to garnish what little relief he could for his feet. He, along with three dozen other choir members, had been standing more than four hours singing and swaying to the same three songs over and over again. And Kenneth was nearing his limit. The inner child in hi...
My Cycling Holiday to the Outer Hebrides Yes! Five o'clock on Friday at last. I finished work and quickly cycled home. I was going on my holidays in the morning to the Outer Hebrides. A long train journey, a cycle run and then catch the ferry to North Uist. My plan was to cycle right down the islands and catch the ferry back to the mainland from South Uist....
After my meeting with Eric I was constantly thinking of sex with a man. I had now sucked my first cock and had my first blowjob. It had been one of the best sexual experiences in my life and had given life to a new part of my sexuality. I wanted more. It had uncovered a concealed part in me, that had been there and wanted to show itself for a long time. I be...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
My company sent me to Las Vegas for a conference. The typical corporate bullshit. They need any reason to justify an all expense paid trip to America's home of debauchery and sin. Of course, I wasn't going to object. Fifty dollar a day per diem, a hotel on the strip, and only 8 hours of actual work between two days; sitting and listening to some industry "bi...
Harry had never had a massage. How could he even consider putting some poor masseur through the torture of massaging his fat body? A guy he chatted with online assured him, "They are professionals; they work with all body types. Your fears are irrational. Just book it and let it happen. You'll be glad you did." His back was killing him. He had put on a bit...
If I didn't get a good fuck in before tomorrow evening, Tonya and I would be out of the medals for sure. We'd come to the Paris Grand Prix with good hopes of standing on the platform, but my timing was all off in the twists and throws we'd attempted in our practice session tonight, and I knew it was because I was so jittery from not getting my rocks off sinc...