For years it was a major frustration of my married life that Angela flatly refused to engage in anal sex. We’d done it once when we were courting and, even though she’d seemed OK with it, she’d refused ever since. She said it reminded her of an abusive boyfriend she’d had a couple of years before me who had only ever wanted anal sex and had hurt her more oft...
(This story has an element of near-incest, but is not the focus of the story. MST) * A slammed door ended the argument. The cold, suffocating silence of the house confirmed it was over as well. My daughter, Kesha had just left home saying she would rather live on the streets than live under my roof. Feeling as if my legs could not support me, I stumble...
THE OPALS CLUB The 'Older People Actively Loving Sex' Club "What do you mean, 'I'd probably qualify.' You mean to have sex with some stranger in your 'secret club?'" The sarcasm in my tone of voice was palpable. My friend Megan Cook had just shocked and aroused me, but then openly talking about sex usually does that to me, and I'd probably just shocked he...
1964 was a far different world than the one we all live in today. Ronnie couldn't know that of course, he was fresh out of high school and like most young men at the time, there was not a single clue in his mind of what he would do with his life. His world had been school, and work, it was the only world he knew. As far as anything like a social life, there...
*If you outlive your friends it hurts, but if they outlive you it could hurt more* (Note: Combat is a bit over to top -- just warning you) Prelude: We were considered brothers because of the neighborhood we grew up in since the seventh grade led us to always hanging out together. It was our thing. Dallas Aaronson was the closest we had to a jock, plus he...
Malcolm Nyland was looking forward to his farewell party; he was leaving a job that had not only been a drudge, but had been a constant source of angst and worry. Malcolm worked for MI6; not in any capacity that involved glamour, mystique, danger or intrigue. Malcolm was a database analyst, and although he had a top secret security clearance, his job was on...
********** A series of stories with transgender themes which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! ********** Imagine me. A slim eighteen year old boy, dressed. I mean Dressed. Dressed up that is, in my sister's clothes. I felt good, very good. In fact I felt incredible. I had done this several t...
High summer, around the solstice, when the sun dapples the ancient beechwoods until past nine o'clock up on the ridge above the farm. I was returning from evensong, taking a short cut along the ancient track that followed the ridge through these massy plants. The family had gone on before me, I had lingered to trim the family grave as was my habit. I walked...
This is my first story written from a male perspective and I hope it turns out okay. $#$#$#$# The second quarter of the fall semester was turning out to be a bitch. The Dean had laid on another section of European History on me after one of the other profs got herself bent out of shape in an auto accident and I had to take over mid-stream. The prof was one...
Author's Note: First off, I need to say this, just so I don't tread on anyones toes; Overwatch, and all characters affiliated, are copyrights of Blizzard Entertainment and no copyright infringement is intended for this story. All rights belong to Blizzard Entertainment and this story is strictly a fan-fiction, meant for entertainment purposes only. Now tha...