I've been divorced for almost 8 years now and while I still love women, I melt at the sight of cock. I can't say I love men, I don't. But even twenty years ago while watching porn on VHS tapes I always wondered what it would be like to be the woman sucking that man's cock. I wanted to be that woman. About 10 years ago, when my favorite online site had cha...
Once you become a regular bathhouse visitor, it is difficult to resist remembering the pleasures found there. A male only sauna is a place to have unbelievable sex, whether feeling another man's soft lips slide down your cock, or laying on your stomach in a booth, offering yourself to be fucked. Such easy sexual availability is extremely seductive once indul...
Arriving right at the bathhouse's opening time on Tuesday, the sky dark enough to think that rain would be arriving soon, the entrance was busy. 5 stacked bundles of the latest edition of a free local gay magazine were outside the door. Going in, before I could mention the delivery, a man with a blue t-shirt that read "I like face fucking - ask me" brushed b...
Wow. Penultimate chapter. So my British editor has just embarked upon a month-long work trip and she can no longer be able to help me with Julian's portions. I apologize for any cultural or linguistic inconsistencies, but, sometimes, online erotica is not perfectly written. Shocking, ain't it? Also, I've written much less of the final chapter than I'd hop...
I have always been conscious about staying fit and healthy. My preferred activity is to go jogging. But during one particularly hot summer, I decided to go and get a gym membership. I figured I could work out in the air conditioning and maybe get some strength training in as well. There was a nice, new and pristine looking gym that had opened up recently nea...
Tuesday night I was sitting at my computer, anxiously waiting for an email from John. He was supposed to get back to me with the details and location about the sex party he was holding on Wednesday, so I wanted to make sure I was online to get them. Finally around 8:30, the email came through. John: So are you still interested in coming to the party to...
A Month in the Heart of the Country It was that time of your life when you've just left school, finished your exams, reached the legal drinking age and feel like you can do anything and be anybody. I was eighteen years old, skinny, bookish, shy with girls, a bit lonely, constantly horny. I was inhibited, to the point that after physical education in school...
Part 1 I had never in my life had a wet dream before and so it came as a shock, albeit, a pleasant one when I awoke to find my underwear completely drenched in the sticky substance. My penis still very hard and covered in the moist liquid. "Wow, that must have been one hell of a dream" I thought. I remember the coach back in grade school giving a sex educ...
Over two years, huh? They've flown by right? What can I say, everything happened at once and my time to write evaporated into thin air. I don't really know why I'm continuing with this, I'm going to keep going with my original plan for the story. I can't say there'll be regular updates or even when the next one will be. But for anyone who cares, here's the n...
Chapter 1 The ad was for a studio apartment on Lincoln in Venice Beach. Even a studio was expensive, especially close to the beach, but Dean really wanted the place. It was close to work, and he could work out with muscle dudes on the boardwalk. It was perfect, but it was out of his price range. He had to make it work. Maybe he could find a roommate, alth...