I walked out of the marina provisions shop carrying a bag of ice with my left hand and a twelve-pack of Old Milwaukee with my right. I peeked in the windows of Bobbing Buoys, the marina restaurant. Sure enough, there was Nate, waiting tables. I developed...

I had planned to sleep in after the previous evening's fuckathon with the two gym studs. Annoyingly, a ray of morning sun somehow snuck around the slatted wooden blinds, boring into my left eyelid. I begrudgingly got out of bed, shut the door behind me an...

As I stepped into our driveway, I asked myself, “Did that really happen?” Before I try to answer my own question, it probably makes sense for me to provide a little background. I'm a seventy-one-year-old retired guy who is bored ninety percent of the time...

I felt like a skank after letting Sean use me in the stable and then toss me aside like a piece of trailer trash. I had gone far out of my way to find lust (yes, lust not love); so I suppose I got what I deserved. On one hand, I didn't want to feel cheap...

I stopped by the marina restaurant to grab a to-go coffee before driving home. I had a mild alcohol buzz and was hesitant to drive any great distance. I pulled my F-150 out to the service road and immediately turned right down the lane to the public boat...

“Thank you for being so understanding.” Sherry finally spoke. It had been an uncomfortable fifteen minutes, as we drove home from her sexathon at the Hyatt. She went on to state, “I know it must have been difficult watching another man fuck your wife; par...

I clearly had an itch that needed scratching. Like most mornings, I was sitting on the padded window seat of my kitchen’s bay window; feet up, an accent pillow behind my back. I held a cup of Caribou Mahogany dark roast halfway up to my mouth with one han...

I dropped the Mako off at the Yacht Basin and walked the five minutes over to Doc Ford’s. I opted for an Island Mojito and the grouper tacos. I had some time to kill before my flight, so one mojito turned into three. I started thinking of Dirk. I pulled h...

I lingered for two or three minutes after the biker zipped up and left. As I exited the woods, I noted the Harley was gone, replaced by a newer model Nissan Maxima. The driver had backed in, so the driver's side was adjacent to mine. The driver had his wi...

I thought about asking Barb if she wanted to ride the Bronco the next afternoon, but she volunteered that she and her husband were getting a couples’ massage and then heading out on a sunset dinner cruise. I can’t say I was all that disappointed. That buc...

Sherry and I had been married for nineteen years. We had always had a decent sex life, but each year we fucked less and less. It had gotten to the point that we only did it on special occasions: anniversaries, New Year's Eve or Valentine's Day. Over a gla...

I drove home, grabbed a Narraganset out of the frig, and hit the shower. As I pulled off my cargo shorts, I saw the large wet spot of cum. Although Tim had done a yeoman’s job of releasing my tension, my balls still needed to drain the residual reservoir...

It took me more than a week to finally start walking normally. Kurt had used and abused both my pussy and asshole. I was so cautious, that Paul asked more than once if I was OK. My response was, “I pulled a hammie while jogging. Finally, by day seven, I c...

I was slowly cruising the narrow shady roads of Franklin Park. It was a little past four in the afternoon. There seemed to be more vehicles than usual, many with deeply tinted windows. Pickups outnumbered sedans, SUVs and convertibles. I drove with the wi...

I rose up on my elbows and looked down at my groin area. A terrycloth hand towel was draped demurely across my cock and balls. I sighed deeply and considered what had transpired over the last hour. First, some background: I had been a rudderless ship for...