Bisexual(2)

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The Married Guy

He's a good husband with a fatal flaw

It was a warm summer afternoon. I was wandering along Main Street, killing time. My wife Linda was at the salon having her hair done. We were newly-weds. Near the end of the street I entered a small, barn-like building that featured hand-crafted wood furniture. The furniture craftsman was a young guy, twenty-five or so with sandy hair. He was not wearing a shirt. Right away I was jealous....Read On

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Honeymoon

A honeymoon is turned upside down by a seductive stranger

Kathy and I were on our honeymoon, strolling along the lakefront. There was an art festival on the lake and we were admiring the work on display. Kathy became involved in a lengthy discussion with one of the vendors, a jeweler, so I wandered away on my own.   I found myself in a Potter's tent. Just outside the tent was a makeshift, wooden potter's wheel used for demonstrations. His name...Read On

Gay Male(1)

21

Down in the Basement

Becoming the toy of a such a little guy...

I was seventeen, a junior in high school and most of my friends were the same age. Little Billy was sixteen but looked much younger because he was small and he had one of those cute boyish faces that make you look young. Because of his size he was always getting picked on. He was always getting tripped, shoved and ridiculed. One summer afternoon at the ball field I called him a little...Read On

Oral Sex(1)

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College Boy

Who needs photos of air-brushed, silicone boobs when you have humiliations?

My sex life began to take shape the day I got beat up by my girlfriend's little brother. In a single day my fantasies shifted. After the fight, in my car, I had the beginnings of an erection. I did not know why. My girlfriend, Kelly Givens, said, "Wow, he really worked you over, didn't he?" She sounded almost gleeful. Her words, her attitude, gave me a full-fledged hard-on. Again, I did...Read On

Straight Sex(1)

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The Hole That Twitches

Our narrator gets his cherry busted the RIGHT way.

When my girlfriend Cindy dumped me I was convinced it was about the sex. Honestly, I was never a good lay. In my twenty-four years on the planet I had never, not once, brought a girl to orgasm while fucking. As a firm believer in equal-opportunity orgasms, I would use my fingers and tongue to bring them off. It worked; I got pretty good at it. But when it was time to do the deed I'd be so...Read On