They say you're born gay, they say you can't catch gay, that you can't be made into something you don't want to. That somewhere deep, deep down you really want it. It's somewhere in between and none of it either. It's actually so much like dominatingly slick, sinking, drowning...so very like that first time you sink into sweet sissy ass. It started for me...
While using her older brother's bathroom during her eighteenth birthday party because hers was busy, she had discovered his collection of porno magazines and found them fascinating – and arousing. First, she compared her body to those of the models in the pictures. She had already discovered her clitoris and the fabulous feelings massaging it brought to her....
Jessica was sitting at her desk this afternoon, looking out the window and starring at the people walking around on the street below. She allowed herself to watch and daydream, while pondering what went wrong. It was a beautiful sunny early November afternoon and it was a Friday. She was thinking about the weekend or anything else, other than work. Normally,...
Cold, it was deadly cold, shivering the man tried to move but found that almost every bone in his body was broken or fractured. Reaching in he began to use his training to deaden almost all the pain, then began to painstakingly drag his body to the escape capsule. A small smile briefly crossed his lips, that bastard was going to pay dearly for what he'd done...
The first part of this story contains images of self-abuse that might be disturbing. That is not the tone of the entire story, just the first part. If such images are unacceptable to you in any way, please bypass this story. * Denise felt the familiar eagerness in her pussy, that tingling desire she felt so often and satisfied so seldom. There, her son's...
Friday night Don was going out with Henry and Garth to the strip club. "What do those girls have that Caroline and I don't have?" I said to tease Don. "I am going just to keep the other two guys out of trouble. Just like I used to read Playboys for the articles." he laughed. "Good answer. Ok what do those two go there for?" "A little variety and the lap...
I was studying in my dorm room late into my freshman year at USC. My jeep was in the shop and even my part-time job had cut my hours in honor of my request. I was in need of some money and my parents would help me when they could but just didn't have much extra, after paying my tuition and living expenses. That was the deal, they would pay for those two thin...
"Fuckmeat," I heard as I answered the phone. "I want you to get the tightest pair of jeans you own and meet me at Bright Rite Cleaners over on Parkway Avenue in the mall there. Meet me in twenty minutes." It had been two days since Derrick had taken me in the bedroom where I now stood, hoping Joey didn't overhear this. I had spent two days shielding my mark...
This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...
My friends and I are walking through the parking lot after the game, enjoying all the kids partying after the big win. My friend Alex is especially enjoying himself since it is his alma mater that won the game. We are not actually students, far from it, but Alex went to school here twenty years ago. We arrived around lunchtime and spent the afternoon tailg...