This is a story about a trip to the strip club that took an unexpected turn and ended up being one of the hottest sexual experiences I have ever had. I'm bi and occasionally go by myself to the strip club to relax, have a few beers and enjoy watching the sexy women. Usually days like this end up with me jerking off when I get home. On this particular visit...
This story is a work of fiction based on true events. --- I don't know how it started. I was just chatting for a while, then we were fucking. I mean, how did it get to this? It was all a blur, yet it was good, but how did it happen? All I wanted to do was chat, not get my ass fucked. But... Maybe I should start at the beginning. I was bored that night an...
Caleb Jacoby didn't need a new car. He wanted a new car. His car was four years old, and had a few too many miles on it for his liking. He wanted a nicer car with fewer miles, and something he could also afford. He also wanted something a little bit easier on fuel. His only problem was the fact that his credit wasn't quite up to par. The man was about to gi...
I was eyeballing that sexy bastard all fucking afternoon before he finally noticed me. I don't normally check out guys like that. Especially guys like him. However, I am not myself these days. A combination of anger, lust and pain has driven me over the edge. Crowley Jean is the name. My friends call me C.J. Who am I? A big and tall Black man of Haitian desc...
Sitting on his trusty steed, Jonah was thinking of his game plan right before he made his run. He eagerly anticipated his run knowing the hard work and time he has put in on his mare Jetta. He knew that if anyone could beat the fastest time of the day it would be her. "Ok Jetta its now or never. We've worked too hard and its time to show what we can do!" T...
I was awakened, lying on my side, my body encased by that of Mustafa's, by the song of a Siva's warbler. It was still pitch dark, but the sounds from outside my tent warned me that it wouldn't be dark all that long and Mustafa needed to get back to his own tent before anyone else in the camp stirred. Mustafa felt me move, and his cock stirred to life inside...
Before you read this story, there are a few things you should consider: 1. It contains graphic descriptions of sex between men. In some cases, these depictions may get kinky, and include borderline S&M. 2. It is set in the early 1960s, an era before the Civil Rights Act of 1964 when segregation and discrimination were the norm. African Americans were refer...
I felt a great wave of relief envelop me as Zayne pulled into the parking lot of some posh clothing store. I kept staring at Zayne during the whole drive. The corner of his mouth moved upward as he exited the car. He circled to the passenger's seat and opened up my door. "Let's go." He said simply. I blinked. "Huh?" "We're going inside to try on clothes J...
Massachusetts State Trooper Pierre Guillot walked through the halls of the Massachusetts State Police Academy. The New Braintree facility was teeming with students. Young men and women who wanted to become police officers. He smiled, remembering his days at the Academy. He lived in the school dorms for five days a week and only went home on the weekends. He...
Steve lay on his back with his legs in the air. He was alone in his flat. The air was perfumed by a lavender massage oil which he had smeared around and in his anus. In his hand now was a saucepan. He wanted to see whether his arse could cope with a sizeable penis. He had done this with candles, but he hoped to land a guy with a bit more than that. The sauce...