Author's Note - There are elements of non-consent in the story. If that type of element offends you or is problematic, please do not read. ### By the end of the first month, it was obvious that Carlos was stressing out more about his situation with Rosa and the kids. I would ask him how things were going, but he usually ended up getting angry about it, so...
I was browsing MyBook, admiring my best friends sister Alison like usual. She was going to a community college nearby and was looking fantastic. Her brother, my best friend, was good looking too. A six pack, blonde hair. I wasn't gay but I did admire a good body when I saw it. He lived a close walk away so I usually visited them when I could "Speak of the d...
The situation was awkward at best; I stood nearly nude in a public restroom - butt-fucking a nearly butt-naked stranger - when our sexual reverie was interrupted by the noisy opening of the door... My heart began to race. After a moment's hesitation, I turned toward the entry. The figure of an elderly man stood motionless. His form was darkened in the compa...
We, the 'residential care home' residents, had all been offered an experimental implant and out of some fifty people 'in residence' something like half of us had agreed to be willing volunteers to test the effects. Approximately two thirds of us were males, generally between around sixty and eighty years of age. The implant was said to substantially enhanc...
Once I discovered the cruising grounds at the base of Diamond Head near Waikiki-and right across the street from a good surf spot-I visited as often as I could. I was 18 and horny as hell. After the first time I'd gotten a blow job from a guy, I'd simply added gay sex to my limited repertoire of ways to get off; masturbation, hand jobs from girls, head from...
I didn't know how to respond, "I ...uh,..I, ..ummm-", Fortunately this time I was glad he cut me off, since I had no words. "Dude, I don't know what you were doing, or just got done doing. Don't really care. I figure it had something to do with the truck I saw getting back on the highway as I was exiting. But, when I saw your little ass cheeks bouncing as y...
It was about nine in the morning, I was still in a daze from last night. I looked over to my left and saw him there. Jeremiah laid there peacefully lightly snoring away. I thought about last night's adventure and remembered how perfect it was, like a dream. I moved closer to him laying my head on his chest, listening to his snores and heart beating slow. I r...
Dear reader: A political satire of "woke" white people, particularly woke white women. Definitely not to everyone's taste. Intended to be humorous. Skip if offended by the notion of a white gal mind-controlling her white boyfriend to service a black dude. But quaff heartily if the idea gets you hot. Adam ********* SCENE 1 [Setting: A spacious but d...
All persons in this story are over 18 years old. ***** "Hey, good match." The wrestler from the other team approached me in the shower. "Thanks." I looked him over. He was thin, of course, all wrestlers are thin, but muscular. A little taller than me at nearly six foot, jet black hair and blue eyes. "With some practice you could be really good," he said....
The day I met Barry was a day to remember, and the night which followed too. Picnicking by the river in a quiet spot near Totnes in Devon, I noticed this guy fishing. He seemed lonesome although completely engulfed in what he was doing. I thought I'd just say hello in passing as you do, from the moment he glanced around and smiled I just knew he was the gu...