I am Mark Farrel who is a 50 years old married man. This is my first (and not my last one) gay encounter with my neighbor next door. For almost 30 years my wife and I we have good marriage, and over the years we have been through the bad and have very good relationship, and we a very good sexual marriage. We both like porn, and watch them enjoy them. I esp...
It was late - later than I'd meant to be out. I checked my watch, knowing I'd get the lecture of a lifetime when I got home. Why shouldn't I? It was ten o'clock on a school night, and I was still an hour from home. The bus should have been here by now. I'd been waiting here for half an hour already. If my parents had gotten me a cell phone, I'd've been a...
This is a semi-autobiographical story, taking place in the middle 1970s. I hope readers find it as exciting as I did to write it. Please respond with comments. * I was driving home one night long ago, and decided to stop in a magazine store that was open late. I was hoping to buy a Penthouse magazine I think. The girlie magazines were in the back of the st...
The phone rang. It was midnight. I knew it was Joel. The dreams of his absence were over. This was the reality of hearing that voice I had held silently in my throat all these years to hear. I picked up the receiver. Joel said, "It's St. Nicks and it's raining." I told him not to be a puppet again. Not to be a marionette. To stop being sad. To stop hiding...
The two young men in the beginning of their twenties left the club's mixed seats section, where crowds were not segregated, still talking animatedly about the football game. Walking among the masses that dispersed after the match, the two slender men, with delicate features, attracted many feminine looks. Few masculine looks too. However, they were oblivious...
Catherine and Norma didn't intend to spend the weekend with their nineteen-year-old boyfriends, but they followed their new instincts. It led them to a night of rough passion in Catherine's home. Both women had grown lucky with their multiple prospects. One of them included having to snag two young men who admired them for who they were, both inside and out....
It had been a grueling day at work and 22 year old Braedyn could not wait to get home and make love to his girlfriend Brindelyn. He had been so horny all day and had all intentions of racing home to her. He filled his mind with thoughts of her lying on the bed...beckoning him when he turned a corner and "Shit." Traffic jam. What was the deal? There was nev...
I'm the office fem slut, looking just like I should. I'm all made up with long lashes, mascara, and pink lipstick, though I think by now most of the lipstick has worn off. I'm perfectly happy showing off my naked body just wearing red slutty 4 inch platform shoes while I do my fem submissive thing and suck on my black boss's cock. "Ohhh... be good girl," Da...
This is more of an essay, or perhaps an autobiography, rather than a story. Although much of what I have to say is based on my life experiences, the first lesson I have to share is to "Be yourself" and don't try to live your life to anyone else's expectations. I was born in 1941 and raised in a small, rural community in upstate New York. Now, in those days i...
"You lost the bet." Brandon declared triumphantly sitting down on Chris's bed. "I told you I could do it, I don't know why you doubted me." It was true. Brandon had told Chris he could get any woman up to and including his mother and sister. It had been a joke! Even when he'd spat on his palm and shook just like they had when they'd been little kids and wer...