Jack's biceps rippled as he climbed hand over hand easily ascending the gigantic beanstalk that had sprouted in his backyard. Taking care of his aging widowed mother and her house had left him with an athletic build desired by any twenty-year-old man. He looked down at the small cottage-style house below. He had put his youth on hold to care for her. In add...
Climbing into the Blazer in the early afternoon, broad daylight, was nerve racking enough, on lookers, witnesses everywhere, he picked me up in the parking lot at the Wal-Mart near his house, less than a minute away. This was the routine, ours anyway, I parked in one place, and he picked me up and took me to another. It had been a few years, since we made it...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned. Also, if male bisexuality is offensive to you, kindly hit your 'Backspace' key now. *.*.* "Next up is Twelve Sixteen Biggs street. That's one two...
G'day, yeah I'm back. This was supposed to be ready as part of the Aussie lit day back in November but as usual life got in the way. I'm not sure that romance is exactly right as the category but it's the closest fit I could find. I've split the story in three bite sized parts and they were all submitted together. If you want to wait and read it all in one...
I heard the unmistakable pop-up notification alert of Facebook Messenger. This was enough to pry me away briefly from the football I was watching on my TV. The initial excitement and over-riding thought of that notification was, at least back then, was the prospect of an attractive girl randomly popping up and messaging me. It wasn't something that happened...
As I waddled after Stan clinching my butt cheeks against the constant pressure of the golf balls Ted had forced up my ass and that I feared would pop free. I had no doubt that Ted would follow through on his threat to make me wish I had never played golf if I failed to contain the three golf balls inside my butt. Since Stan had taken my pants I was also fear...
* I'm aware my first chapter was a bit short, but this story has a lot of background leading up to the more hot part of this romance. Thank you for the positive feedback more will be along shortly.* * The alarm in Cora's room went off at 6 the next morning. She rolled out of her bed and smiled as the brisk fresh air blew through her open window and refres...
When Ivana Parker let her husband lead her behind the garden shed one cool autumn afternoon, she had no idea the young married couple were being watched. Their friendly neighbor, Bill Donaldson was quietly pottering around in his garden that sunny afternoon. Through the palings of the white picket fence and dense passion fruit vine that covered the moss-cov...
*** It is 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. Watching Natasha speak to other men at a social gathering has made Borya jealous and insecure. Natasha reassures him with a fabulous blowjob..in public.*** Glowing lamplight illuminated the front of the Tretyakov Gallery under the black autumn night sky. It was a Friday, and a crowd of people stood about...
I know that I announced a while ago that I probably would not be posting any more stories on this site, but a combination of factors has changed that decision. For the past couple of weeks, a story idea had been rattling around in my head that I couldn't get rid of. This, combined with weeks of cold, wet, and miserable weather, when I couldn't do any outside...