"So you want me to make you my bitch do you?" Klaus growled into my ear, his breath hot and smelling of the bourbon we were drinking earlier at the bar. He was pressing me – face first – against the wall in the men's toilet of a gay pub in Sydney. I could feel his big cock pressing into my ass crack through the jeans. "Yes babe please make me your bitch",...
The evening had begun like many others spent with Jay's father, Jeremy and his father's partner, Davis. There had been many pleasant weekends spent together building the friendships since we'd first been introduced earlier that summer, sharing exceptionally good food, good company, very good herbs, amusing board games, pleasant wines and on a couple occasion...
Back in college, it was the early eighties. We had just come out of the seventies wher everything was cool and smooth and a little too laid back. Our lives as early twenty somethings was dominated by New Wave vs. Heavy Metal arguments, conservative politics, school and the reaction against all that. It was a weird time to be alive. I was in school in a smal...
My best friend lived in London. He moved down there around two years ago, with his girlfriend. We have been friends since we were kids. We knew everything about each other, including my being gay. I was sat at home when he called me out of the blue. "Hello." I said. "Hi mate." Steve replied. "What do you want?" I ask, laughing. "I was thinking of comin...
I knew when I saw the new black metallic BMW Z4 in the parking lot she had landed a big fish. I just couldn't figure out how she did it. I laughed to myself as I ran a finger across the finish, it was as cleaner than the sheets the guy was fucking on I thought to myself. I was just back from University for the summer, well, hopefully not for long. Staying...
I knew when I saw the new black metallic BMW Z4 in the parking lot she had landed a big fish. I just couldn't figure out how she did it. I laughed to myself as I ran a finger across the finish, it was as cleaner than the sheets the guy was fucking on I thought to myself. I was just back from University for the summer, well, hopefully not for long. Staying...
This might be a bit like starting the story halfway through but I also think that it might be an interesting place to start. I had met Barry three months ago in what you might say were unusual circumstances, circumstances that I won't dwell on here but save for a later tale. Barry was a well educated forty something whom, as I found out, lived remarkably...
I felt so vulnerable. He came and ruined my life in under 40 minutes. I had nightmares about having to stare at his cock. Nightmares about when he rubbed my spit and his cum all over my face. When I had to lick his hairy balls. And just the thought that he's got it all on camera, made me sick to my stomach. I was praying, hoping that that's all he wanted me...
Tuesday September 14, 1988 10:55 pm Here I Go Again. Oh God oh fuck oh God. The locker room. Today. I still can't fucking believe it, my hands are shaking so bad I almost can't write this. Coach was really pissed because we had such a bad practice. Mostly he was pissed at Travis and me because we kept screwing up the snaps. I was too distracted knowing h...
This is the second part of my series of Men in my life who take my breath away. I hope to write more stories soon so keep watch for more. Anyway here is a description of the ever so yummy Ben. *** Ben- 30 years old, Brown Buzzed hair, 5'12, Athletic body (From lifting heavy objects), Slightly hairy, 10.5 inch cock (I can wish). I hadn't known Ben long bef...