The breeze felt cool on my skin, something I normally welcomed but that now interfered with my attempts at building a fire. I had grown quite accustomed to disappearing into the woods for most of my weekends despite my parent's griping over it. I didn't want to stay at my house where my mother used my paychecks to pay for her sheets and the odds and ends she...
My bout with prostate cancer has mostly been an ordeal to endure. There were a couple of bright spots, including laying spread eagle in the stirrups for a trans-urethral ultrasound, a nurse named Beth making adjustments to the rubber hose hanging out the end of my cock while she took in the view before she started the procedure. And there was also this inc...
It wasn't until after my third divorce that I decided to try and fulfill a fantasy I have had for many years, to be the slave of a beautiful dominant woman. I joined numerous dating websites and scoured the internet for possible ways to find my dominant soul mate. I had ads going on alt.com, bdsm.com and numerous other sites stating what I was (a submissiv...
*** College coeds, a black sports boy Quinton (pronounced Queenton), and his hispanic roommate Jose were enjoying college life with a lot of eye opening experiences were talking in their dorm, they were room mates. Jose said, "What is your next competition?" Quinton said, "800 meters." "Are you ready for it?" Jose was genuinely interested. "I think so,...
Things were funny between Aubrey and Kevin over the next few months, ever since Aubrey discovered Kevin's big secret. Anytime she saw him she gave him this amused smirk, like 'I know something about you no one else does.' He would feel awkward about it, but also enjoyed it a great deal. Aubrey never hung out with Kevin that much, but did in fact see him w...
Soon after my wife Karen became involved in a local charity she started pushing the envelope on its annual silent auction fundraiser. At first she added donations from a local lingerie shop. The year after that it was a bachelorette party package. These went over well so this year they added something that really took them close to the edge. It was a priva...
I awoke late the next morning, Saturday March 7th, grateful that I had nothing scheduled for the entire weekend. I probably could use all the time I had to recover from my exertions last night at the Candidate Ceremony (WVC Ch.9). My butt was so sore that couldn’t sit down, so I spent all day in bed. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised to see how flami...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
The name is T.J. Brown. I'm an engineer working at Walpole, the toughest correctional facility in the state of Massachusetts. My days are spent reading books, exercising and occasionally tussling with other workers. The facility is undergoing some expansion and I'm the lead engineer on this gig, working closely with the architect. Such is my life these days....
Regulars to this series will know the score by now, newcomers are strongly urged to go back to Part 1. This is a story about doctors and nurses, and a few other people. It is a long story, a complicated story and a fucking horny story, even if I do say so myself. It was horny to me writing it and I hope it will be as horny for you reading it. I am planning...