Hello! This is my first gay sex story that I've ever written. It's a post-apocalyptic romance, and I enjoyed writing it. Hopefully you enjoy reading it! **gay sex scene is towards the end. ***** I maneuvered my way across the dimly lit hospital floor, I was sprinting down the hallways throwing down as many cabinets, tables, and stretchers as I could. I was...
You: early 20's, tall boyish good looks with a lean and muscular body. Dressed in tight leather pants, from behind your tight buns are revealed by the shiny black leather, as are your cock and balls from the front. You are wearing black leather boots and a denim shirt that refuses to hide your strong broad shoulders. Me: early 30's, tall, blue eyed, consid...
I met Dorothy at a community meeting to discuss zoning proposals in our neighborhood. I recognized her as the elderly neighbor who lived behind us, but we had never been formally introduced or spoken to each other. We made small talk about the issues being discussed, how nice the neighborhood was, and so on. I'm 41. Dorothy was older. Much older. She menti...
As I explained in my first story (My first submissive), I'm fortunate to have a high paying job at a large well known firm. While my employer is equal opportunity and all of that, even the most open minded employer wouldn't react well if they learned they had an amateur dominatrix on their senior staff. Accordingly, before going much farther with my little h...
Paul Jean-Francois stood in front of the mirror, and checked out his reflection. At the age of twenty, he stood six feet two inches tall, a bit rugged, with dark brown skin and short black hair framing a round, animated face. Ever since he came to America from the Caribbean island of Haiti where he was born, he'd been getting checked out by men and women lef...
Chapter V: The JRG Author's note: The first part of this chapter is written from Kyle's perspective. Some of it is based on things he told me later, the rest is just me guessing what dirty thoughts were going through his head. When you stop and think about it, you never really know someone. You might know their favorite foods and music and you can guess ho...
(Several readers asked for further adventures of this happy couple, so I've tried to bring you up to date on their relationship. Hope you enjoy! I enjoy hearing what you think of a story, so don't hesitate to give comments both positive or negative—it's how we all improve) * I woke next to my Sarah, my love, and gazed at her in amazement as I watched her d...
I woke up early the next morning. My ass was on fire. My best friend John had fucked it four times the day before and I could feel it this morning. John was sleeping next to me in the bed in my grandfather's cabin. We were there to celebrate his 19th birthday. I could feel my ass throb with every step I took to the bathroom. I was still naked from the day b...
AN: This chapter takes place two years after chapter one. Sarah adjusted her pigtails and made sure that her uniform fit just right. She needed to look perfect. She had never felt so nervous, not even during her dad's toughest cons. However, this was different. She was going on her first official mission for the CIA. She had spent the last two years attend...
As soon as Sloane and Layla reached their seats, they couldn't contain themselves. They quietly whispered back and forth trying catching up. If it hadn't been for the guests rising for the bride's grand entrance, they would've undoubtedly continued throughout the entire ceremony. As Sloane stood to watch her future sister-in-law descend the aisle, she coul...