Welcome to my Nude Day 2015 entry. It's a long one, so grab a beverage and maybe a sandwich before diving into it. This story includes graphic depictions of man-on-man sex as the hero wrestles with being a straight guy who enjoys sucking off other guys. There's lots of cumplay, a bit of humiliation, pegging by his girlfriend, and a very big piece of CFNM. If...
Chapter 1 – The Temptation I knew it was unethical. I also knew that if Beth and Steve ever found out, I'd not only lose my two best friends, but undoubtedly my girlfriend as well. Regardless of the consequences though, my willpower couldn't hold out. All thoughts of proper moral conduct were brushed aside, as easily as the wave of a hand might shoo away a...
These are excerpts from my diary. The events that follow were inspired by conversations I had in a Yahoo group about how much I enjoy watching a man masturbate. Before I knew it, I had several men sending me video clips of them jerking off and cumming all over themselves. Needless to say, I was VERY turned on. In conversations with one particular fellow by t...
Author's Note: This is my first entry in the Loving Wives category. As this most likely will be the first story many of you have read from me, I issue a disclaimer. I believe the difference between erotica and porn is not the level of heat at the end, but how we arrive at that heat. I enjoy trying to tell a complete story and not just rushing to the 'good st...
Ok, folks... as promised, here's the next chapter. It isn't quite as long as I thought it was going to be, but long enough. I spent a fair amount of time editing, adding a bit here, taking out a bit there, which explains why it took so long; I'm introducing some new people, too, so bear with me. As usual, I fully expect to piss off some liberals, but to be h...
I want to take this time to thank my wonderful friend Agena, for all of the help he has given me over the past year and now for all of the hard work he has put into editing this story. Thank You. My name is Meagan Dartmyer. I decided to write my story as a warning to all of you out there that think you are indestructible and untouchable because of yo...
The club was dark as usual and if not for the dim light of the candles on the twenty-five or so tables you would be stumbling into them trying to make your way to the bathroom. Each small round table had only two chairs and each covered with a white tablecloth, the laundry creases dividing it into four pie pieces. In the center of each sat one of those half-...
I'LL BE ALRIGHT...'TIL THE HURTING STARTS (Author's note: Another long gap and as always I apologize to readers who've emailed me asking for more of the WWWM saga. But I hope readers like this one. And as I mentioned at the end and I'll repeat here, this is not the end of the story. There are a number of chapters remaining. Which I'll post as I can finish t...
Author's Note: This is the third in a 3 story arc. I think each story does stand on its own as enjoyable. If you want to know what happened before, read: "One Hundred and Ninety Two Hours", and then "The First Five Hours." Also - this story delves more into the S&M side of BDSM. Please remember that these characters are acting in the context of a well estab...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...