Chapter One: When I was eighteen, my mom and dad decided to take a two week long second honeymoon vacation. They coordinated this with my summer vacation, and I would therefore have the displeasure of spending my holiday with my mom's sister, Ruth. Ruth was married to a farmer named Waldo. Their twin sons, Hans and Dirk, were nineteen years of age. The boys...
I am not sure if it is the knowing what is going to happen or the actual act occurring that is more erotic. Having spent the previous evening cleaning my colon and stretching my sphincter I was going return to the man I called "Daddy". Last week was our first time together after a few months of online banter. I had told him over those months some of my most...
"Don't worry, he won't hurt you but he cums the most of any man I've ever seen, so be prepared to drink a cream shake," Chris whispered in my ear. These were the last words I remembered for a while that night. Maurice was to be my trial by fire it seems. Word spread like wildfire through Steamworks and a crowd of both sexes in all states of undress and aro...
Rhonda started her lecture for today's class, though deep in her mind, she couldn't stop her greatest craving. She spent the next forty minutes discussing mathematics with her students. They, in turn, wrote everything down on their notebooks. Two of them, however, didn't even have their pencils in their hands. And Rhonda didn't mind. She knew what they wante...
Visiting Lord Kenith had become a different kettle of fish from experiencing the needs of my other three clients. As a rent boy I had become accustomed to the various types of sexual encounters wanted of me. Most I could go along with but there were a few I declined. That way I could pick my cliental and give my best service to them via what I had to offer....
Eric was down on his knees attempting to scrub away the ring around the "claw" tub—one of those old-fashioned stand-alone tubs elevated by stubby legs with lions's claws as "feet." Hence the term. A naked Eric had started out inside the tub but soon found it easier to work on the ring from the outside. He was working on the near ring at the moment meaning hi...
So very many times in my life I have been faced with confrontational situations that pushed me 'off track'. I just let people do it; and like a deer in the headlights, got smacked. Oh, sure, later I would come up with all of the things I coulda woulda shoulda said and done, but in the moment, I just folded. Then I bore the hurt. I still don't react quickly e...
He was just posed there, his feet on the ground, half sitting in the seat swing in the overgrown abandoned playground at the back of the elementary school. I had walked over here on a whim to cool down from the sharp retort I had unexpectedly made to my mother at the lunch table. This after her third badly cloaked jab on why I hadn't married yet and given he...
When I was a kid, there was a slang term used to describe anal sex between boys or men. It was called "cornholing". No one thought of cornholing as gay or queer. It was just another sexual activity. It was an activity that I developed a fascination with and it became a favorite sexual fantasy of mine. Since I cannot write about early sexual contacts here, I...
I've been told to write this letter by the man I now live with. He believes it might encourage others in similar situations to find compatible lovers. I'm Jack, 28 years old, 5'8", 150 lbs, and considered good looking. I've been bisexual since I was a teenager, when I first fooled around with male friends. I continued playing with both men and women into my...