Men I've Had: Dereck

An unexpected rendezvous at the gym.

Author's note: As with all the other stories in this 'Men I've Had' series, this is based on a true experience of mine. I was sorely disappointed. In an almost un-heard-of coincidence, my new-found fuck-buddy's family and my wife and the two remaining kids at home were going away for the same weekend, and I'd been all a-shiver with anticipation of spending the entire weekend in bed...Read On

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Craving You in the Night II

Getting it good from my lover-man.

Sobbing softly, I bury my face into my pillow, unable to bear The breathless wonder, excruciating ecstasy Of having a man such as you, not just fucking me, but with Each breath and beat of his heart, oh! dear God, fucking me! What makes another man feast his feverish eyes upon my body, As though I were a wanton woman just for the taking, Coming for me, know how willing I am to have and feel...Read On


Craving You In The Night

My late-night yearnings for you and your hard, deep-reaching dick.

In the dark, forbidden night, my wanton, feverish flesh Craves your hardness, reaching in and violating, Even as my greedy fingers curl around and clutch my own, Pursuing the carnal joys of getting fucked while masturbating. I hold my breath as your darling, searching knob quickly finds me, And your fingers sink deep into my willing hips; Your stiffly-jutting ardor, asserting itself, begins...Read On



Masturbation Marathon II

The continuation and culmination of my first ejaculation of my evening.

Part II   When I'd caught my breath, and could move without ending it all, I held the watermelon firmly and began to slowly push myself deeper into the hole the broom handle had made for me. It was so warm! And tight, but really slick; I kept on pushing, easing in -- just as my furry mound pressed against its entrance, I felt the head of my dick barely touch the bottom of the hole ......Read On


Marathon Masturbation

A carefully planned weekend of endless, alone-at-home masturbation.

  It was during the mid-eighties, I was in my late thirties; early that week, my wife made plans to take a trip (with all the kids) to see her folks about 200 miles distant, and it would be the first time in many years that I would be home alone for a full weekend! It has always seemed to me that being able to plan a session of self-pleasuring heightened its alure & pleasure immensely, and...Read On