My name is Ian and I lived with my twin sister Jenny and our parents in a 3 bedroom house in the western suburbs of Sydney (Australia). Our mum was a primary school teacher and Dad was a labourer at a car plant. I was a pretty average guy. Not tall, not short, not muscley. I didn't get bullied and I had some good friends. I was not super smart but I was not...
(It was 1885 and, as a nineteen year old boy, I was staying with family friends at their large house in the English Midlands. I was there to learn French conversation under the tutelage of Miss. Marie; the family had two 18 year old twins, Anna and Sarah who were also learning French with me, this is part four of my tale) Following Sarah's coughing fit and...
Simon Hanson considered himself a normal guy. Six feet tall, short brown hair, average build. He wasn't an Adonis by any measure, but he kept himself in shape as much as he could. He worked in an office, doing an unexciting job, earned an decent wage and owned his own flat in the west end of Glasgow. He'd seen a couple of his friends get married and seen the...
Silk and Cotton Chapter 3 Two men who worked from home. Two men with strong sex drives. Two men with lovely wives. Two men with secret -- well, not so secret from each other -- desires to do very many things with the other's wife. Two men who had worked very hard all morning but now lunchtime was approaching were thinking not so much of cheese and biscuits...
After leaving University Tom got his first graduate job. He was living in a shred house, it was a great place to live, not too expensive and near where he worked. He shared the house with another recent graduate - James; not a bad guy to live with, he was a classical geek who was on the whole quiet and kept himself to himself. Tom's girlfriend, Becky, had a...
As I entered your apartment I placed my holdall on the floor, it contained the results of hours and hours of self abuse. There were about 30 to 40 porn magazines that were in a disgusting state - just how I like them. Every magazine had stained pages, some of which had stuck and torn in places and the smell of stale cum could be intoxicating. I had been sp...
I wake. The sun shines through the blinds, throwing shadow lines on the wall beside my bed. I look out my window. The sky is completely clear, deep blue. I raise the blinds and open the window, grab a white T shirt and pull a pair of light blue jogging shorts over my tanned thighs and well exercised buttocks. My penis lies snugly against the fabric, a lewd a...
The walk, swim and what had transpired - even the voyeuring - was not immediately mentioned by the two of them when they met on the Saturday night for a drink in their 'local.' Perhaps they were a little embarrassed, but there was an allusion when they came to discuss where to walk on the Wednesday following. "I'd rather like to go by that river again, if t...
I awoke the following morning with a dull ache in the pit of my stomach, not regretting a second of the previous nights lusty activities, I was dreading facing Sue and Ali not knowing how either would react the morning after. It was Sue’s reaction I was most worried about, I thought Ali would be OK she had after all been masturbating in front of me for a nu...
Kate was different to most of the girls that I picked up. She was slightly plump, a size sixteen, with long jet black hair and normally the girls I went for were no bigger than a size twelve. The first day I saw her I fancied her and knew that I wanted to be with her. After taking a month to get to know her we finally became sort of a couple, well more fuck-...