This is first story to be submitted, I welcome any suggestions, comments, feedback, etc on either story, format, or anything else. If anyone would like me to go on please say so. ***** I'm a normal married guy, in my 50's, married 25 years where the sex becomes mundane and predictable, eventually less and less and finally to none at all. That's the way our...
This is my sixth letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore his seedier side. Maybe not my best but it has an important message. In my first letter "Costume in a Costume" I describe how I dressed as woman in a Halloween costume to trick unsuspecting men into letting me give them my fir...
As I said before I lived by a Truck Stop rest area in the Chicago area and my apartment was just a short walk up the back access road. This was one of my favorite places to go at night and even in the day sometimes and sit in a stall and suck cock, drink loads of cum and sometime get fucked through the partition or in the back of some truckers cab. I had th...
It started out as an English project while I worked on my Masters at Oxford. I came there from Los Angeles on a Fulbright scholarship to study self-identified sexual orientation among internet users. As a bisexual, I always questioned the idea that people could be born liking one gender other the other and stay that way forever. By analyzing stories and pers...
I was cutting the grass on a hot July afternoon, trying to think up an excuse to quit, when I looked up my driveway. Joe, a good buddy I know from work was just pulling in, in his old beat up car. I knew and bull shitted with a lot of guys from work but Joe was special. Through the years, we had shared a lot of personal stories in private, about ourselves,...
G'day everyone! We're up to our sixth year of backyard cricket already, but if you somehow don't know what's going on yet, here's the backstory. I'm Tim, early 30's, tall fella in fairly good shape for a dad of two, in my humble opinion. Every year around Christmas I head home to see my parents and their neighbours. My dad, Ross, is an ex-firefighter and sti...
I'd seen him several times, but he ignored me. He was truly beautiful with white skin; thick, parted wavy black hair; a few freckles on his nose and cheeks, cleft chin, perfect nose, high cheekbones, bright blue eyes, dark expressive eyebrows (once I got to know him I could tell when he was about to cum when his eyebrows furrowed and went up), long eye lashe...
The night is cold; the scattered stars highlight only the unfathomable depth of the Heavens. The full moon glows remotely in the eastern sky, and is concealed, then revealed, then concealed, then finally revealed again, by sluggish, grey clouds. Indiscernible leaves shake quietly in the draught. The whisper of their constant rustling is punctuated by the shr...
During a work offsite there, I was pinged on Scruff by a hot Cuban guy who said he worked there as a manager. He unlocked and I could see just how hot he was. I unlocked. He said it was apparent from my photos that I was a very hungry, talented cocksucker and asked, "Are you in the mood to get throat fucked by his hot, thick 8" uncut Cuban cock. I answer...
The warriors were weary to the bone as they made their way up the long hill to the village. Sweat glistened on their muscular torsos and dust and grime streaked their handsome faces. At last the battle was won and their homeland was once more safe. The women of the village started ululating when they saw their men slowly making their way home. 'The gods be...