Summary: Black teen mistakes straight man for cock sucker in bathroom Note 1: This is a 2017 April Fool's Day Contest story so please vote. Thanks to: TexBeethoven, Robert and Wayne for editing this VERY short story. Black Dick: A Mistaken Identity There is a popular saying: wrong place, wrong time. And for a moment or two that was definitely me. I...
I wanted to share the details of Alex and Adam's sex party/orgy last Friday before I start getting in to this weeks fun with Rachel and Taz. I also thought that writing about it would get me turned on and super horny for when I meet the young couple later tonight. Little bit of back story for those of you who haven't been following my sexual adventures over...
The following weekend would be our first large meet of the season. Coach Homes added extra morning practices with both weights and swimming, so there would be two daily three hour workouts per day over next two weeks. It was tough, but definitely would make a difference in my preparation. I attempted to steer clear of Kent, which was difficult since we both...
It was 8:30 in the morning. The wife had left for work over an hour ago and I had been lying on the couch naked and watching some hardcore porn for a good 15 minutes. "I love Tuesdays." I thought as I stroked my hard cock. As I laid there watching this Adonis' prick disappearing down a willing throat I heard a knock at the front door. I grabbed a pair of...
The Coffee Shop IV: Sex, Lies & Duct Tape. Disclaimer. The following story, is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 2001. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known as Animal360). Any...
It was a usual train ride from my home town to the Hoboken train terminal in New Jersey where I would then catch the path train in to NYC for school. It was 1976. I was 19 years old and a freshman at Columbia University. As always I would stop off at the men's bathroom in the Hoboken terminal to urinate before continuing on my journey, but more for the chanc...
I love summer, sun, the beach, skimpy swimsuits and cock. I'd just received my latest swimsuit order: a shiny sky-blue lycra g-string with a micro pouch that barely contained my cock and balls and lifted them straight up and out. The back tapered from a tanga-style thong to a thin little strap designed to show off most of my brown pucker when I lay face-do...
It was a couple of days after our ‘wrestling match’ that I stopped by Jeff’s house. I was embarrassed and a little confused about what we had done, but when I got to the house he acted like nothing had happened. We sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. Then Jeff took me back to his room and broke into his stash of porn. He was always picking u...
The Finn Master 6100 Royal, a 6.01 meter by 2.3 meter boat rocked gently on the water about three miles off the beach. It was ideal for fishing. Seated on the boat's port side bench, I held my fishing line straight down into the water. My friend sat on the starboard side. Between us there was a bucket of small bait fish. The bow faced toward the horizon. A...
Master was not ready to take me as his slave. He subjected me to two tests. The first was my ability to obey. I knelt. He handed me a black jockstrap, a white handkerchief and a blue cloth napkin. All three were stiff with semen stains. I learned that these items were prepared from the Master's cum by his previous sub. My orders, for the next three days, wer...