"This isn't something I usually do. I can't believe I'm doing this." "Same here," I answered as the young man let me lead him off of the trail that wound through the woods of the State Park, and although I had no idea whether my new-found friend was telling me the truth or not, I had been. I didn't do this sort of thing usually, at least not since I was hi...
Paul Lombardo had just slipped his hands under his wife Diane's little rump, and after lifting her up off of the bedding a bit, let his tongue slide down through the lips of her sex and further down, not stopping until his tongue reached her puckered anal ring. Even with her thighs surrounding his ears, Paul heard the yelp of surprise when Diane felt his to...
Paul had made it to the bed, but not into it. Instead, most of his slender 6' frame was sprawled across it, with his legs hanging over the side as he lay face first on the bedding. His tangled underwear were down to his knees and the only clothing left on him were his white athletic socks. We had been drinking, like we did every Saturday night, and just lik...
"Damn!" my opponent gasped as my shot hit nothing but net, and with that our game ended with me winning by the score of 21-17. The game was a lot closer than that, and I had to admit that the old guy had turned out to be a tough opponent despite me at 18 being around three times Steve's age. Steve was a guy I had never met before today, but had joined a bu...
Editor's Note: story contains incest content. * Gordon Proctor had been watching the breathing of the lump beside him in the bed for almost an hour, and after sleep finally overtook his wife of 31 years he gently lifted the sheet a bit so he could slide out of the bed without disturbing her. A look back as he reached the door just to confirm that Eloise P...
As I sat in the sauna at the gym and felt the sweat begin to pour out of me, I tried my best to keep my eyes closed, or at least not stare straight ahead at the man who was sitting across from me, but I wasn't doing a good job of it. Maybe if the man kept his towel around himself like I did, it would have been easier not to look, although in my 18th summer...
The early 1960's, in a rural area of Monroe County, and an event that changed the life of an 18 year old lad. *** Sound travels in the night out where I grew up, on a farm hidden on a back-road far away from anything remotely resembling civilization, so when I heard the faint noises coming from the barn back behind our house, I had to investigate. Clad on...
Part of me felt guilty, but not the part between my legs, because while I watched what was going on over at my next door neighbor's pool, my cock was as hard as a rock. Peeking through the blinds toward next door often proved to be an interesting sight, especially when one of the two residents was away. You see Dave Madden and his wife Marci had a rather op...
A story told through the mind of a young man... * It's been about fifteen minutes since I heard the car pull into the driveway. He waited out in the car for a minute, and then I heard the car door open and then close. Then came the faint footsteps along the path in front of the house and up the steps. He's trying to be quiet, probably for two reasons. On...
"This will be good right here," the man said as he stood behind a tree well off the beaten path of the little park he had taken me to. I didn't know the man's name, which shows how naive and stupid I was back in 1971. Of course, life wasn't quite as dangerous as it is today, or at least it didn't seem it to me back then. When you're 18 and curious, having d...