Chapter 4: Polysexuality and Marriage A happy marriage is a wonderful thing. Being happily married is the best way to be. I've been very happily married for more than two decades, I've never been divorced, and I believe monogamy is the best choice for me. Many people have of course been less fortunate. Despite my belief in the goodness of a happy marriage...
"What's up, handsome?" I said to Dalton Cobb as I approached him casually, with a smile on my face. The six-foot-two, handsome Jamaican-Canadian stud smiled nervously, and I did my best to put him at ease. Well-dressed, smelling good and looking even better, Dalton was definitely worth my time. I've always had a thing for handsome brothers, and although I do...
As I walked up to my new office I glanced over at the name on the door. Michael James. I go by Mike, but I liked how official "Michael James" sounded. I was moving up in the company, and I had my first office. In a world of cubicles an office is pretty close to heaven on Earth. Sitting down at my new desk I took the newly framed picture of my wife, Shannon,...
Giulia was going to be at the party. Stephen still wanted to see her, even if she had betrayed him. Every day, he had given her a ride to school. Every day, he had been there for her. She laughed at his jokes. She smoked his weed. Now she had betrayed him, but when she invited him to the party, he couldn't help but go. A week ago, he had finally got her to...
We were sitting on the couch watching TV when my husband told me that he had to run over to The Home Depot to get something. It was 8 o'clock at night. This wasn't the first time that he had to run out "to get something" at odd times. This had been going on for quite some time, maybe for the last couple of months, like twice a week. I said OK and he told me...
I didn't even see it coming. I should have. I should have known that life just can't work out exactly like you would expect. Instead it has to throw you curve balls, put you back on your heels, and then put the next one on your chin. The first few months after Emily moved in, things were going great. Emily became more and more comfortable going out in publ...
Hey, there. My name is Jacob Celestin and I'm a six-foot-one, kind of chubby yet still mildly good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm twenty one years old. Someone once told me that a young man's college days are supposed to be the best days of his life. If you ask me, somebody lied. These days, I'm definitely not havi...
I was reading an article the other day about adultery that I happened to see on an internet news site. The figures listed showed that thirty seven percent of the men that responded and twenty two percent of the women had admitted to having affairs. That number shocked me. Not because of the number of cheating spouses but it made me ponder just who in the he...
"Well, I must say, Mike, your entry is going to be a difficult one to beat. Unfortunately, as it states in the PMS official rule book, those who have entered the contest are ineligible to cast their vote for their story or for anyone else's story. Otherwise, I think that I'd be voting for your story rather than my own," said Stan with a chuckle. "Also, as wi...
This is the sequel to I Make Believe I'm a Cuckold. You should read that first. This chapter is dedicated to David, whose female coworker treats him the way he deserves. Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either. Comments help me improve my writing; ratings help other readers find...