I throw a towel over a shoulder and head toward the shower stalls off a hallway behind the men's locker room. My footfalls are light, but still there's a faint echo off the clean tiled walls as I walk, my feet sticking lightly to the tacky tiled floor. Turning right, I stride in front of the series of stalls that line the back wall of the building. The show...
My name is Bill Hawley. I thought I was a happily married man of 10 years! And yet I had these urges to suck cock and get fucked by a hot stud, black or white. At this point you may be asking why. A little background information is in order. My wife Marie periodically goes on business trips and is gone for up to a week at a time. A man can get very bored an...
It was snowing in Washington, D.C., and after battling skidding cars on the Beltway for an extra two hours trying to get into work, I suddenly decided that it was time for me to head someplace sunny. It was my lucky day after all, because when I hit the office, everyone was in an uproar about reports from Havana that Cuban dictator Fidel Castro once more was...
Kevin was miserable as he stood in the damp, cold drizzle and held out his thumb. Not many vehicles went by, and those that did pretended not to see him. He was about to give up hope of getting anywhere when a beat up pick up truck slowed down. 'Thank you.' Kevin gushed to the driver. 'Where are you headed?' the friendly face asked. 'Anywhere to get out o...
Jim's wife and Trent's met each other at a Yoga class and soon became best of friends. The two couples, both married less than a year, had gone out a few times for pizza and a movie and those were passable evenings. But the wives always wanted to do girl things, like cruise the malls or get their nails done, so they'd usually leave the two husbands out of th...
It is said that bisexuality doubles one's chances of being laid on any given night. Of course, the joke only works if the subject is "out," and I certainly was not, even at age 19. High school...not always the best time to let your friends know that you fantasize about both genders. I first started fantasizing about other guys during junior year, but I tho...
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...
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Sheri opens her apartment door. My heart almost stops. My God My little honey looks delicious. From his/her woven bamboo open toe platform shoes and pink toe nails, to her robin's egg blue mini skirt, to her white silk bare midriff blouse with the frill down the front, to her subtle makeup and pink lip gloss, to the powder blue scrunchie holding her blond ha...
Our team looked great that first day of rowing practice. All eight of these studly guys rowed in perfect harmony as I barked orders with my bullhorn in the coxswain's seat. We rowed for four hours, took a break for lunch to discuss strategies, and then hit the weight room in the afternoon for a couple hours. In the weight room, we split up into groups to li...