Author's note: this is my first story. Please give feedback on how you think it is. ***** "Hey Steve, you want another beer?" "Yeah man, of course!" Dave grabbed a pair of beers from the fridge. It had been a long week at work, and a Friday night downing beers with his mate was exactly what he needed. He'd called up Steve last night and told him to come...
I was lying down on my side on the bed in my room at the bath house when he walked by the door. He was maybe 6', average build, longish blond hair, blue eyes, glasses, bushy stache and goatee, lightly hairy chest with beautiful puffy nips which I wanted to latch my lips onto immediately. He saw me, walked in, smiled, and when I returned the smile he closed...
I have many lovers. There is Andrew. He likes to take pictures. He likes to watch me put things in my ass. I like to do it for him. He texts me. I go to his house, and he greets me wordlessly, dressed in his tight cycling shorts. I go to the play room and undress. The light is soft and warm. Sometimes I choose a toy, sometimes he does. I play with it, cares...
My name is Samantha. I wake up in the morning feeling very excited, today is my Birthday and I have very special plans for celebration. I step out of bed and take a look in the mirror, my dark brown hair gone frizzy from yesterday’s antics. I can still feel that guy’s hand gripping a big handful of my hair as he railed me. I giggle musically to myself at the...
I should start out by stating that the following story is true. I'm 28 years old and I've had sexual encounters with both men and women. While I lean in favor of being with women for dating purposes, I enjoy sleeping with men more. But perhaps the term "sleeping with" is not entirely accurate; I enjoy being fucked by men. Butt sex, as they say, is the best....
Randy was going to be late, so he pushed down on the accelerator, increasing his speed to eighty-five as he sped up I-85, north of his hometown of Atlanta. It was Friday evening, and he was supposed to meet his lover Mark at his house at six o'clock, and it was already after six. The gym he had been to was packed that afternoon, and he couldn't rip himself a...
I love going running on a nice sunny day without a shirt. Several times a week, weather permitting, I run a couple of miles along a road next to the National Forest. If it's a weekday when I have to be at work, I run in the late afternoon. If a weekend, in the morning. Save for a month or so in the winter, I don't need a shirt and I don't want one. I love...
Harold was at first not sure about his new job at the mostly Black college, having grown up in lily-white suburbia. But after a month refilling the supplies of the big Black football players, particularly in the locker room, Harold was beginning to enjoy the perks. The huge Black jocks were demanding, but increasingly Harold enjoyed their company. He provide...
Kissing a man was unlike anything I had ever experienced. First of all was the rough feeling of beard (or at least shadow of beard) against beard, then there was a forcefulness of the lips that was missing from kissing my wife and finally there was an urgency or arousal that I had never felt in my limited heterosexual experience. I continued to kiss Larry,...
Nick and I had hooked up a few times in the company of our wives who were also frequent lovers. The four of us were very sexually open-minded. Nick and I had never met on our own for sex, however, because we were usually together as two couples. One night after having concluded some business in the city, my wife called me. She had been chatting with Nick on...