As this was the first day off that they had had in common in a long time, Steve had built up his nerve and invited Terry to a picnic lunch. The two of them had been flirting for months like moths around a flame, but neither had made a move stronger than a brief kiss of friendship when going their separate ways. However, they both knew that this day would be...
Having grown up on a farm in South Dakota, I realized at age 8 that was not the life for me. The chores, dealing with smelly animals that had to be fed pretty much all the time and living out in the middle of nowhere, all equaled a desire to go west and make a life for myself there. So when I turned 18 I packed all my belongings into my beat up '75 Ford F-10...
The hypnotic sounds of goat-skinned drums drowned out the loud roar of the plane as it neared Nassau's International airport. Jake's heart danced in time to the music, click don boom, da boom, boom, boom. God it feels good to be home, he thought. Never would he have imagined that a preppy kid from The Hamptons would find his soul on the gritty streets of a...
A big thank you to gina_b_33 for taking the time to apply her editing talents to my story. ***** I first met D via her blog. She caught my eye with her fun and inventive pictures, beauty with a sense of humour-that and a crazy fine ass, of course. We'd exchanged messages, which lead to flirting, which lead to . . . well, let's leave it at "creative sexting"...
I met Melinda while working at a bank during college. She was very, very hot. She had the classic Italian look, dark hair framing an olive oil complexion and big soft lips that were built for sucking cock. She was skinny with curves in all the right places and had nice round breasts to complete the package. Needless to say I was attracted to her right from t...
My job is not the least stressful thing in the world. I've spent five years playing the bad guy and doing others' dirty work. I cannot even begin to think about how many times I've thought about quitting. So when my best friend, Angela, called me and invited me to go out for drinks with her at my local bar, I could not say no. We arrive there around 9:00, a...
The following account is actual fact and not fiction. I resolve to tell truthfully of my first real lover, and not allow too much time on the other two men before him, who were sexual partners. We are to go back to another era in time, my college years. The year is 1984 with the night in question happening in late August. I was two months shy of my 22nd birt...
This is what we are going to do one night when I get back. We will have a family day and take the kids out and have some fun. Maybe we'll go to the batting cages or go swimming or something else. When we get back we shower and wait for the baby sitter to arrive. When the baby sitter arrives we tell the kids to behave themselves and give the baby sitter inst...
I got up this morning and as usual checked my email. I had the usual penis enlargement and investment junk I got every day, but today there was something else. The name only said Jennifer. I was intrigued, thinking this was probably spam for some crappy porn site, and boy was I wrong. It was from an old friend from high school. She was a freshman when I was...
My wife Delilah is a proud woman. First a little background; she's gorgeous 5' -- 10" with a proportionate and well-endowed figure for her medium frame, her hourglass figure accentuates her super sexy body. Second, Delilah is my best friend and our marriage of twenty one years wouldn't be traded in for the world, despite her often casual or less then intere...