I knew before we drove past it to the next lane, where we turned off to where the winery was being constructed, that I'd recognize it. And yet it caught me by surprise when I saw it, the stately manor house with the white columns that gleamed in morning light. Castleton. My grandmother had shown me faded photographs of it, of the family lounging on the steps...
I stretched back on the bed, after showering still reeling a bit from one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Jim hadn't lifted his head since he laid back down. We smelled like soap the room smelled like sex. "Wassa matter, man? Getting old bro?" I teased. "I guess so. Or I'm just not used to cumming like that. I have never had my cock down anyone's t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. It was a hot summer night at the beach and I had been enjoying the sun and the bodies a good part of the day, but had also been careful to get enough sleep as I had plans to stay up late with the hope of finding some late night action. This was the week after many high schools had...
We raced back to the campsite around dark, after making a mad dash through a local grocery store to ad some credibility to why we were gone so long. As it turned out, no one was back from climbing, so when they did return, it was business as usual, cooking outside in the cold, and shooting the shit until bedtime. Me and Lucas sneaked smiles at each other, an...
Derrick raised his hand to knock on the door to the apartment of his best friend. Well, at least the man who used to be his best friend. He hadn't been able to maintain many deep relationships since he'd landed himself in the Pennsylvania State Penitentiary five years ago. Even his own mother had shunned him, instead choosing to tell her church friends that...
Indian summer was in full swing. As Benny jogged slowly along the Reservoir in Central Park, sweat gluing his T-shirt to his body, he could almost fool himself into believing it was still August and that he hadn't missed half the summer with his illness. He scowled and grumbled under his breath as yet another runner breezed by him, but at least he was no lon...
"Make me hard again, Bitch." I sank to my knees once more, and he grabbed my hair in one hand and wiped his cockhead over my face with the other, smearing me with pre-cum. I opened my mouth and tried to suck him in, but he sneered, "Look at you. You're a big, cock-hungry slut now. You want to swallow another load don't you?" and he pulled his hardened cock a...
5. Owns Me This is the 5th installment of the Kyle series. This installment is 100% true. All usual disclaimers apply. Kyle and I spent the rest of the summer as we had originally planned. We partied with friends, worked on our cars, went to the shooting range, but behind closed doors we did some things we hadn't originally planned: we were behind closed...
Chapter 26 - The Aphrodisiacal Properties of Intersectionality and Juxtaposition I greeted Preston with a quick kiss. His mouth wasn't exactly designed for such short-shrift, but I was already running behind, and if I indulged in the kind of kisses his lips demanded, I'd miss our presentation altogether. And, so, small peck it was. Mike and Dr. Collins...
Since I've moved back to Aussie I've been swimming at the local pool three times a week on average. With my schedule being pretty open I go during the day when the pool is quiet and I don't think I've had to share a lane yet. Everyone who is swimming laps is wearing speedos or jammers which is awesome (it wasn't like that in Colorado last winter - I didn't...