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1eon
1 month ago
Bisexual Male, 63
0 miles · Bridgewater Township

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Fool Me Once

Don't ya hate when this happens?

Lenny stood up. He coughed then licked his lips. "Well, Len?" He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. But Lenny stood silent. He had a blank stare in his eyes "So?" George urged Lenny impatiently. "What's the verdict?" As he reached for the cigarettes on the table, Lenny cleared his throat. "Well, it's hard to describe." George struck a match, offered his buddy a light, then lit a cigarette for himself. "It was warm...

"Phil?! My fucking idiot brother?" "I didn't mean for it to happen. It just did." "He's a meathead! A fucking C-student!" "We weren't discussing Descartes." "I'm damned sure he wasn't," Rob yelled. "Did he bother with a condom?" "Of course," Laura cried. She could see the rage in him build. She did her best to control the damage to her fifteen-year marriage. "It was one meaningless fling." "With my brother!" She threw her...

The More, The Merrier?!

"Who's directing this 3some?!"

"I'm just saying that maybe it's something to consider," Ken pleaded. The thought made Barbie uneasy. She had devoted herself to Ken. And he to her. His suggestion to open their relationship to a third party seemed dirty. "We've gone stale, Barb. I'm just trying to keep things interesting." She wanted desperately to save her marriage with Ken. But, this was so distasteful it made her nauseous. "Barb, I'd never consider th...

"That was amazing." "Yeah." "I mean, you really know your stuff." "Thanks babe." Nadine clasped her bra. "I hope I wasn't too rough. I can be an animal sometimes," Stanley boasted. "Really?" she laughed. "Well, I'm a little tired today." "Sure baby. I know how it is." She pulled on her thigh-highs. Stanley sat up in bed, wearing his undershirt and brown socks. After an uncomfortable pause, "I could really use a drink. Wan...

Family Affair

A family gathering gets messy.

Paula stood in front of the mirror, aghast. "My makeup is ruined!" "I'm sorry." "It's all over the place. I can't believe my sister puts up with this!" "She doesn't," I softly responded. "I don't blame her," she said, clearly agitated as she hastily pulled three tissues from the box and began to address her lipstick. "Charlotte hates it. I stopped asking." "Well, don't ask me again." "I said I was sorry." Paula dried her...

Nylon Rose

The Toes of Rose in Pantyhose

When it comes to holding her alcohol, my second wife Susan is a cheap date. So, when her youngest sister finally tied the knot it came as no surprise when we had to make an early exit from the reception. After her first sloe gin fizz, she was ruling the dance floor. After her third, she couldn't stay on top of her stiletto heels without wobbling. When it became apparent that she had more than her share, her mother helped...

Gay Carlos Part 4

A cute Mexican nurse makes my rehabilitation wonderful.

I fully expected my relationship with Carlos to come to an end when I left the nursing home. As far as I was concerned, it was a little fling. A nice time, but certainly short-term. However, on my last day there I found myself exchanging cell phone numbers with him, promising to let him know about my progress. It didn't take long for him to reach out to me. Two days after my discharge I received a "Good morning" text from...

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Gay Carlos Pt.3

A cute Mexican nurse makes my rehabilitation wonderful

Carlos' story was an interesting one. Born in a small town on the gulf coast of Mexico, he had three sisters, all older than he. But none as feminine, much to his father's dismay. Carlos was a sissy when he was young. Something not tolerated in his father's house and a source of ridicule around the town. Thrown out of his family home when he was caught wearing panties, Carlos came to the States and worked his way through...

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Gay Carlos Pt.2

A cute Mexican nurse makes my rehabilitation wonderful

Carlos soon became an integral part of my rehabilitation. Living in an assisted-living environment with slowly decaying senior citizens wears on a person. It can get pretty depressing. My friendship with Carlos made the time pass a little easier. He was the relief that I needed. Just what the doctor ordered. I saw Carlos nearly every day, at the very least passing each other in the hall. But, on a good day, we'd have our...

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I don't know if my story is typical of other men that develop a curiosity involving homosexual acts. Mine seemed to grow from my addiction to pornography. I started out imagining that I was the guy in the movie getting blown. But Kitty Foxx made cocksucking look like a whole lot of fun, and it wasn't long before the movies that I watched went from mature ladies to bisexual threesomes, to transsexuals, and lastly to full-b...

Dave And Rita

When she catches her husband in the act, Rita rewrites the script

I was about five years into a great marriage to an amazing ebony goddess, way out of my league. We got along great and had many common interests. The sex was plentiful, and she really loved sucking cock. Almost as much as I loved eating pussy. We enjoyed being nude and I loved to look at her. Especially her mouthwatering ass. I loved to squeeze her cheeks and pepper them with kisses as we lay in bed after a good screw. It...

Gay Carlos

A cute Mexican nurse makes my rehabilitation wonderful

When I arrived at The Montgomery Assisted Living and Convalescence Center, I had no idea what to expect. I had just spent a dreadful week in the hospital following lumbar surgery and was starting a several-week in-patient stay that would involve post-op monitoring, as well as physical therapy to help regain strength and mobility. I chose this place based on its location. It was close to home and made it easier for my wife...

Cindy

Rediscovering passion at 70+ with a much younger man

Cindy shopped on Wednesday afternoons since that was her day off from answering phones and scheduling appointments for Dr. Weiner, a local dentist. The routine was the same every week; gas up the Chrysler, visit her ninety-three-year-old mother at the assisted living facility for an hour, meet her old friend Jennifer for lunch, then grocery shop before returning home to prepare dinner for her husband Matt. It rarely chang...