-Money on the Side, Chapter 2. Thursday was a tough day. After my audition for the job at the party house I had, as instructed, not masturbated for the entire week, and by the time my last class Thursday ended, my balls were too full, straining against my jeans, and my cock had not been fully limp for the entire day. I packed my stuff in my backpack as i...
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...
I am a Bi guy aged 40 from the midlands of the UK. I have been married for eight years. After some experiences with guys when I was younger I thought all that was behind me until my Bi feelings began to resurface a few years ago. Since then I have indulged in extensive sexual activity with guys online through personal networking sites, chat rooms and other s...
I'm spent and covered in spunk in the afternoon shade. This is not my norm. This is so very far away from my norm I may need to book a flight just to get back to it. This was the very last thing I had expected when my friends, Carlo and Jay had invited me over to swim in their pool and celebrate some holiday. When I asked about the holiday, they were vague....
It was the wrong choice of swimwear, and I was headed back to the guest room to rectify that, when the cause of it all stopped me in the hallway. The new owner of our company had invited me to his country place for a weekend to discuss some details of a project we were working on, and it turned out there was a pool party included. But, not knowing that, I ha...
I called Rex, he answered and I said, "You sure know how to make an impression." Rex said as he laughed, "I like to let someone know when they do a great job." I answered, "We're both here and was just checking in to see what was up, let's get together later." Rex replied, "I'd love to but I have plans, maybe tomorrow." I told, "That sounds good, see you...
Note: This story is a spiritual sequel to "Blowjobs for Beers," the first in a multi-story series. I suggest reading that before reading this. Readers of both will quickly recognize the change in perspective from third-person in the first story to first-person in the second. I felt like the sequel lent itself better to first-person so I decided to make the s...
Edited by Rozezwild I knew David was gay. I didn't have anything against him for that, but his sister, Lisa was fine as hell and they hung together a lot. She wasn't giving anyone any play either. I figured that if I got cool with David then maybe he could hook me up with his sister. The problem was, David wasn't just gay he was a flamer, with the whole hi...
I woke up looked at the clock, it was 10 am the sun was out and hot, it was a beautiful day. I rolled out of bed realizing that I had cum all over me, in my hair, in my mouth and leaking out of my boi pussy. I peeled off my 40 D breast forms and headed to the shower. While in the shower, I thought about my plans for the day and the coming night. I remember...
My ex and I had broken up 6 months earlier on good terms. He had always planned to retire at the age of 62 and buy a villa on a gay resort in Gran Canaria in the Canary Islands. We both knew this would be the case when we started seeing each other 18 months before, and although he had tried to persuade me to move abroad with him, I was still in my early 20s...