I'm an average guy... mostly. Regular job, wife, kids, mortgage, etc... So why the sudden obsession with cock? Why can't I stop thinking about it? Well, whatever the deeper meaning behind my sudden desire for debauchery may be, the resulting behavior was most assuredly going to have a great deal to do with a man's penis and my watering mouth! Where does a m...
It was another long day of driving over mostly flat and undistinguished and dusty landscape from Dallas to Amarillo, Texas. Driving through the town and almost to Cimarron, the convoy of two vehicles turned south onto a dirt road under a log archway with "The Big C Ranch" engraved on a plaque overhead and drove three more miles until they came upon a long, l...
I stopped caring the moment the divorce became final. She divorced me when I came out to her as bisexual, leaning gay. Fact was, I had not known had any leaning, other than being straight, until about three years after our marriage. I had married her after she told me the baby was hers. I stayed with her after a DNA test proved that the child was not mine....
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This is a flash story. ***** Glen Webster stepped into the hot shower and tried hard not to cry. The hot water felt good as it coursed down his back. He remembered the events of the day and did allow himself some tears as he developed...
I lay there on the bed in my windowless bedroom at the Shockoe Commons building on Richmond's East Main Street, watching Ham dress for court at the nearby Lewis F. Powell courthouse. This was a storage room on paper, because bedrooms weren't allowed to be windowless, but this was prime downtown space and the authorities—and the court system as well—looked th...
Special note: This is a love story between two men who were brought together in the aftermath of tragedy. A lot of the subject matter deals with depression and the struggles that come with mental illness, but it also is a story of hope, second chances, and a bond that is stronger than sorrow, hopelessness, and even death. While there will be some steamy part...
"Sup, bo," the mid-thirties dark-skinned man spoke into his cell phone. "Shit, man. Where you at," Lamar asked quickly. "I'm over at my cuz house chillin'." "Which one?" "Q. What up," asked Devonte Jones. "I got a li'l white punk over at the crib wanna get gangbanged." "Word," he inquired with noticeable excitement "Real talk. You got a ride?" "Naw,...
This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission. Editor's note: this story contains nonconsentual themes. * Ty and Marty were two personable and handsome, blond-haired, brothers. Ty, age 23, was lithe, serious, and handsome. Ty l...
Let me start by saying I'm 70 years old, married for nearly 50 of those years to the same woman, and mostly faithful for all of those years. There was one brief fling at an out of town conference, it wasn't very satisfactory, I felt badly afterwards, and I never repeated it, and that was nearly thirty years ago. I probably look like what I am, a retired co...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental, and no harm or slanderous intent is implied or intentional. Other than that, the usual discl...