It's a quiet Sunday afternoon. I'm watching an old movie when Daniel calls. He wants to come over. Sure. He says he'll be here soon. I brush my teeth and straighten up the apartment. That mostly consists of hiding the pot. Daniel's kind of weird about pot. He doesn't mind if you smoke it, but he really doesn't want to see it. I finish the housework and go b...
Rolling along the interstate at dusk, on vacation and with no real destination in mind, I pulled into the very large rest area. After finding a parking space away from the restrooms, I turned into a space and parked. I had been driving for a good while and needed to relieve myself in a bad way. Stepping up to a urinal, I whipped out my beauty and let it flow...
I expected things would change between Terry and me after our last encounter, in which the extent of my admiration of his body had become clear. But he was his same, funny and affectionate self. After I washed my face, we ended up on the couch watching basketball, him still naked and me fully dressed, and he used me as a backrest while I distractedly rubbed...
* * * * * * * * * * Note: This is a BISEXUAL story. It has male-female sex, as well as male-male sex. * * * * * * * * * * "Is this seat taken?" The speaker was an Amazon--a muscular black woman almost as tall as Andy, with long flowing hair and rich chocolate skin, wearing a white blouse with a plunging neckline and a tight short burgundy skirt. She was hol...
On the doorstep were red roses, a good dozen of them tied inside a cellophane cone with small hearts on it. Michael had thought he'd heard a knock, which was why he had opened the door. But now that he looked about, he couldn't see anything except a small white van disappearing around the corner, and he looked back at the roses. His heart skipped a few beat...
As this is my first story, I suppose I should offer an introduction: I'm tall, 6'1, have been told I have a male models' face, and I live for the gym. Meathead, bodybuilder (not the roided out kind) and Adonis have all been used to describe me. No, I'm not making this up to embellish the story, that's just me. Anyway, I like sex and I'll be damned if I'm...
I let him buy me a drink at the beach bar—and then another and another—because he had those big tuffs of hair in his pits. I found that intriguing—and arousing. He was a good-looking guy, probably a stevedore or something on vacation, because he was built solid like a tank. But he was also virtually hairless everywhere else I could see, including billiard cu...
Stepping out into the hot muggy summers night she knew what she was doing was wrong. But she couldn't help herself. Like the drug addict, a fix is the only thing that will solve all her problems, she heads out. Turning the key to start her car she wonders how she ever allowed herself to get this low. She's a successful woman, a woman with means and power in...
I must give some backstory to this so you can better understand how this unfolded. I grew up reading sex stories in porn mags and I was always totally attracted to women and never doubted my sexuality. Yet as a crazy, horny young man, I at times would be turned on by stories of straight guys fooling around together and sucking each others dicks or something....
April, 2015 Dirk performed his dumbbell curls deliberately and methodically while he stood next to the mirror. He closely watched the way his chiseled biceps strained against his tanned skin. The veins in his arms stood out conspicuously, as he continued to pump blood, into his muscular arms. I could see droplets of sweat trickle down his massive pecs and t...