My Gap Year. My name is Angus Macbeth, I am 18 years old, five foot six, lightly built but could afford to gain some weight, light brown hair, blue eyes. I am not very outwardly going or confident in myself. My hobby is on line computer games, reading and cycling. I have just finished an inbetween year at college getting some additional qualifications for...
So if you have read my work you know that I mostly write about my experiences getting massages, mostly Happy Ending massages. These are all true stories, and I hope my writing reflects that. While a lot of these happen while I travel for business, they also happen at home in Texas. Sometimes they are basic hand job happy endings and sometimes they are full o...
*** This story contains non-consensual gender conversion, LGBT themes, slurs, and things that can cause dysphoria *** ***** Have you ever noticed how many horrible people have a very unassuming, normal as can be name? It can make it difficult to tell them apart from the good people. Thankfully, a person's actions are tied to their name. That's how most peo...
With the wife out for a couple of hours more and the house quiet, it became the opportunity to open a bottle of bock beer and enjoy a smoke while surfing a few favorite sites. The evening developed in promising fashion, letting my cock lead the way after finishing half of the cold pint. Which led to getting more excited by the increasingly interesting gay st...
I'm glad I have finally started to fully pursue my feelings and curiosities... I wish I had begun earlier in my life. This was my first experience: When I was 19, I worked a summer in a factory. I was slim, very blond in the summer. I was probably 5-6, 28 waist, clean shaven face...cute boy. A guy I worked with was gay, about 45 or 46. He was tall, about 6-...
I am continuing this story, this experience in the first tense, I thought it would make it more real if I did and I found it easier to describe my feelings this way. I hope you like it, again I have a problem categorising it and again I apologise for the shortness of the piece, as you can imagine it is emotional to write about it. ***** The feet moved, th...
Chapter 5: The Dinner Party with our Neighbours Following Diana's organisation of my 36th Birthday Party (My Life as an Exhibitionist Ch 3), there was an understanding between us that I needed to reciprocate. She could not wait for her birthday to come around, so she proposed a dinner party for just me, and our two neighbours, Rodney and Allan. To ensure th...
My name is Brenda and I am a fat chick. I admit it. Some women don't like to hear it and they've got negative imagery associated with that word. I don't. I accept myself just the way I am. I'm going to shock you people by being honest about myself and about my sex life. I stand five feet eleven inches tall and I weigh exactly two hundred and thirty pounds. I...
We were in Minneapolis for a conference, 3 nights Tuesday through Thursday, leaving Friday morning. Our firm was a top producer of components for fiber optic technologies. Flew in from Orlando, got settled in the hotel, then on to registration and a meeting in the afternoon, dinner with a few co-workers from around the country. Ran into Warren from the main...
As Salaam Alaikum, people. Suleiman here. Just Suleiman for now, thank you very much. I'm a big and tall young Black Muslim gentleman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm also Bisexual. If you're one of those people who hates Bisexuals or thinks that a man can't be Bisexual, I strongly suggest you stop right now and go fuck yourself. If you're cool or...