Hi and welcome to the ultimate gay test for men. Taking the test is easy, all you have to do is select the lowest answer in each group that is correct for you (B is lower than A, C is lower than B). You need to have been sexually active to take this test. This test applies to activities that you have allowed to occur (in this test getting too drunk to prev...
Note: This story was one for my own enjoyment. It was written in a style I haven't posted yet, but have dabbled with a little by focusing on the romantic side of things a little more. None of the events in this story actually occurred, but the characters are based off of me and my best friend. This was an experiment to see what it might be like if things w...
Jeff had really opened up to me about his fantasies. He continued to drop subtle hints that he would like me to go beyond where I had ended up in bed with Frank and Jen. I was real honest in telling my husband that the new experiences for me were more than I could have imagined sexually, and that I had been ok with his little roll in the hay with Carol at th...
As always, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle, and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. Boy, first time sure implies a lot. I was reading some first-time stories and it made me start thinking about my first-time everything. Some were really good memories and others not so memorable. I have a hard time believing that everything goes right the f...
Edited by Rosmarina (whose advice and assistance are much appreciated) Please do not reproduce this story without permission. == Chapter 3 == Despite loving Chloe very deeply and enjoying serving her very much, in my head I still wanted to be with a man. Although I felt very comfortable being Chloe's plaything in every way, I felt I needed a male presenc...
I had no idea what she had in mind. I got a text message telling me I should book a room. And to book it in Atlantic City. She gave me the dates, but not much else. When Charlotte tells me to book a room, I book a room just about as fast as I can. But we have history in AC. Good history. So by the time I get my wallet out, I was already at the Taj's website....
Peter Samuel Albright's soul left his body as he was walking home from East Finchley station one breezy October Monday. The separation was quick, painless and complete. It was miraculous! "His body"? His soul? Whose? Is the body, which is now walking towards the front door of his house, the property of the Spirit? Or, vice versa, is the mass of cells coll...
My name is Philippa, I prefer to be known as Pippa and it is also my work name; I am a Sex Worker not a prostitute. How did I become a sex worker? My boss got me into it; this is my story. It all started after I left college and managed to get my first proper job in back office sales; effectively on a minimum wage plus a small amount. I submitted the writte...
I woke up with a pain in the neck. Sleeping on the couch was uncomfortable for me. The pain was quite intense in the beginning, but of late, I was getting used to it. 'Am I becoming a cuck?' I wondered. I went to the kitchen and made myself some coffee. I breathed in the aroma of the coffee as I sat and drank my drink. I grabbed my phone, and sent a text to...
"That much for the three of you?" The Jennys sits at the bar of the lobby, each with a white wine spritzer in their right hand with their right leg crossed over their left leg. All three talk with Maklis Skarg, a Choharan businessman. Like most of the Choharans, Skarg has smooth pale-white skin with amber eyes, two long-horn shaped nastrels on his nosele...