“Can we please try the next butt plug today?” Bo begged as I drove home from school the Tuesday after Labor Day. We’d spent the previous three days trying our new butt plug trainer sets. Of course, we started with the smallest of three progressively larger plugs. But we both found that smallest one too easy. We liked the feeling of having something inside. But it seemed too easy. We didn’t feel like we were being stretche...
When I woke up that Labor Day Sunday, Bo had his left arm and leg draped over my naked body. His stiff five-inch dick was pressing against my bare ass. I reached down and found my own cock was moderately hard. He must have felt me move and slowly rolled over to face the wall. He was still asleep. But I rolled with him and snaked my hand over his hip to find his morning meat. I stroked him slowly, softly. My fingertips gra...
I have a secret. A dirty, guilty little secret. I smile through the car window and return my wife’s wave as I set off. She doesn’t know, you see. Doesn’t know that once every few months, I betray her trust and go to someone else for sexual gratification. I take a deep breath. It’s an hour’s drive – about the same as the journey to work, only in the opposite direction. As usual, I am in turmoil. My heart is thumping, and m...
After Nancy and Sam left his room, Jake sat up in bed for quite a while. He could still feel the invasion in his ass, but was it really an invasion? Jake is strong enough to have stopped Sam if he wanted to. That's it; did he want to? The longer he thought about it, the harder his cock seemed to get. He was always straight, but he never felt uncomfortable around other naked guys. He said to himself, "Did I actually like b...
After Charlie and me came together for the first time, I retreated to my bedroom. Every second of my thoughts consumed by what had happened. Was he into me? Would things go further? It turns out, the answer was yes to both of those questions. Jen arrived home. I left my room to watch her from the landing, convinced that a look of ‘I've just swallowed your husband's cum’ was written all over my face. She examined me from t...
Sunday morning. Just the two of us at her parent's vacation cottage in Cantabria on the Northern Coast of Spain. I had just cum in Maya's pussy, eaten her out, and sucked her clit to a shuddering, bed-wrecking orgasm. I climbed up her beautiful, brown body, and kissed our cum into her mouth. That’s when she said, “I don’t believe you’re really bisexual.” “Okay,” I said, “I was expecting to hear ‘Oh, baby! Thank you for th...
"Go ahead," Riley said, motioning to the sink. Christian jumped at the opportunity and set the stack of plates inside like it was the greatest privilege he'd ever received. It was the most she'd said to him in three days and he didn't want it to end there, not while there was still so much he wanted to talk about. Neither of them had said a word about what had happened. A day went by. Then, another. By then, things had go...
I got off work Saturday at four and drove straight to Bo’s house. I knew he had to work until six. But his brother Bobby and his friend Michael had invited me to tag along on their trip to an adult store on the outskirts of town. At 16, I was really too young to shop there. But Michael had offered to buy me a leather cock ring to wear around the house for Bo. He’d convinced me that Bo would love the way it made me look. A...
Crazy. Crazy was a huge understatement. William didn't know quite what to think. He wasn't a believer in demons and the supernatural. There simply wasn't any tangible evidence, as far as he knew. If you had asked him only a week ago if a demon really existed, he would have scoffed, if politely, and ignored the person as a fundamentalist idiot. Now, though, he had been assigned guard duty over an object. He was sure the de...
A couple Fridays after school started, Bo and I headed to his house, ready for the long Labor Day weekend with his house to ourselves. His parents had gone to the beach again, and we were set to spend most of the three-day weekend naked and alone, not counting the few hours we both had to work Saturday and Sunday. When I pulled into the driveway, however, his brother Bobby’s car was there. Bo sighed loudly and rolled his...
I spent the weekend down in Brisbane (about a ninety-minute drive south of where I live on the coast). Caught up with some friends, but overall the weekend was a bit of a flop. Some friends were sick, others had kids' sport to go to, and I had to drive everywhere, so no partying for me. Originally, I had planned on spending Sunday and even Monday night down there. I always pack my laptop so can do some work, but the weath...
A tall, handsome young man dressed in comfortable gym shorts and a t-shirt stood patiently on the other side of the door. Melinda could see him narrow his eyes and try to peer through the small crack. With the sunlight assaulting her face, Melinda squinted right back at him. "Uh, hello?" he asked. "Yeah? Is that you, Brandon?" "Yes ma'am." "Let's drop the ma'am stuff, yeah?" she said. "Yeah, sure ma—I mean, yeah, OK." Mel...
My cock was in his mouth, he had slipped his hand under the lycra of my speedos and was fingering me, my hand was down the front of his husband's speedo. He had cum a minute earlier, so it was a cummy mess. With a pat on his head, I pulled my cock out of his mouth, just in time. I threw four good ropes of cum over his hairy chest. Sliding my forefinger up the base of my cock, I gathered up the last of my load on my finger...
I had been edging for days, stroking myself to the verge of relief before stopping. I was doing it for this very moment and was unsure if I could contain my load until I got what I wanted. What I wanted was pressing into my asshole, trying to gain entry. Once it does and my prostate is touched by the rigid pole, I am going to explode. I'll cum like a fountain while being stretched apart by a warm hard cock. And when it is...
I shivered, pushing my hands deeper into the front pocket of the black hoody that hid my skinny frame and mentally cursing my decision not to bring a coat. Jeans and a jumper just weren’t enough for nine o’clock on a mid-October morning in the Midlands. At least Derby train station was busy on a weekday, unlike the isolated rural platform where I’d last stood waiting for a man I’d never met. That had been the previous sum...
