Waiting alone in the August sun, I had to ask myself if I’d learnt anything at all from my first experience of using an adult dating site seven months earlier. Sure, I’d asked for his age and more face pics this time, so I doubted “Ed” would turn out to be fifteen years older than me instead of one year younger as he claimed, so that was an improvement on Dave. On the other hand, the car park side of a rural Warwickshire...

When Thomas found out I’d been having sex with my brother, he didn’t want anything to do with our masturbation group. Steven had also reluctantly stayed away because Thomas had made him choose between him or us. At Fiona’s suggestion, it was time to pay the boys a surprise visit and find out whether we could make amends. The rest of the group were enthusiastic and wanted to come along, although Tiff had to work. Normally...

Teaching is a hard profession, especially when you are a high school English teacher and you are as horny as the students. Young, hot teenagers, hot colleagues, hot parents, it can be a trial. Especially, when your wife has lost interest in sex, and…you’re in the closet about your homosexuality. Students are much freer to express themselves and their sexuality in today’s age. Even in high school, they are much more open a...

“My penis hurts.” I paused. Did I hear correctly? “What?” “My penis hurts, Omar.” I looked towards Jason, perplexed. “I’m serious it does.” “I’m sure it does, but I am confused why you wanted to share this information with me now. It is fucking 4 A.M.; we should be looking for our Uber. We have a train to catch.” “I know, I know. I can multitask, O.K.? Just making small talk.” “And This is your idea of small talk?” I aske...

It was a warm summer's day. The air-conditioning had broken down over at Jessie's place. Generally, this would be the recipe for a horrible day. But Jessie and Zack were not going to let it get their spirits down, as the only recipe they were concerned with, was their cookie recipe. They had woken up early, so they could make enough batches of cookies to have for breakfast and lunch. They had always enjoyed doing this act...

I'm from a rural part of Australia. It's a town of about 2000 and a six-hour drive away from Sydney. All of the homes here are on farms the size of small European countries, so whenever there's a party, everyone knows about it. I happened to be back home for a friend's, Abby's, birthday. She had turned twenty, so we were now the same age. She had organised a bonfire for a couple of friends. A group of about fifteen of us...

“Hi, Zack. Where are the guys?” “Chad is down already, and Stan is on his way, I suppose. Where is Kyle?” “No idea. But he's usually late.” “Right.” Something was bothering him. He didn't say it outright, but I could see it in the way he looked at me. “What?” “Nothing.” “So it's your turn now?” He looked confused. “Nevermind. What is going on?” “I saw you Wednesday.” “Okay... Does this story have a happy ending?” He said...

I woke up the next morning to get ready for the gym. As I sat on the bed I was conscious of how sore my arse cheeks were. I went and looked at my reflection of it in the mirror. There was no way I could even contemplate going there with the welts still so clearly visible. I checked my email and saw one from Jane. It read, "Download and send me the recording from when you got home before you go to work. Mistress Jane." Two...

It had been a week since Tim and I played. I couldn’t stop thinking of his dick in my boi pussy. I loved how good it felt and wanted more of it. It was a Saturday and I couldn’t take it anymore. I walked over to Tim’s house unannounced. When I got there, I saw there were no cars in the driveway. I went ahead and knocked on the door. Nothing but silence in the house. I waited thirty seconds and knocked again, still - silen...

The first time was a surprise. I wasn’t expecting anything to happen that night, I just wanted to get over my nerves. You see, I had fantasized about sucking a cock for a long time, but I had never had the guts to really pursue it. I went to a gay bar just to get over the anxiety of being in the situation. I figured that I would have a couple of beers, get an idea for the environment, and just reach a comfort level before...

It didn't take more than a glance – fingering his delicately-shaped ankle, sweeping up to the thigh-high tops of his stockings, just the barest glimpse of skin through the black transparent bolo panties, upward getting grabby to the soft pecs and rigid nipples – to grow a haunting rough wanting. Of course, his face was composed of a frigid “You'll never fuck me” smile and petite sassy, sexy expressions. With the slightest...

"Hi, Kyle, what's up?" "Nothing." "You ok?" "Yeah." "You sound like my wife when I ask if I did something wrong, and she says no when she's clearly mad at me." "Just drop it." "Ok." Chad threw his hands in the air stepping away. Kyle rammed his things into the poor locker and banged it shut. Yeah, sure, everything seemed peachy... I just watched him. I would love to mock him, but this looked serious. And I don't know why,...

As I was driving away, Phil called. I picked it up in an excellent mood. "Hi, buddy. How are you doing?" "What the fuck did you just do with Mr. McCoy?" "Who?" "Come over now! Don't drive away." "Fuck! Damn! This is just great. Were we under camera?" I laughed in sheer amusement "Clear as a day, dude! What were you thinking? You would be fired on the spot if I weren't here!" "Well, that's not much of a problem now. Damn,...

I'm tall, fit, single, live alone, and home a lot with early retirement. All that free time allows me to enjoy experimenting with being a submissive cock sucker. Something about the power exchange dynamic excites me. That said, I hadn't played very much. I'm a very private person and reluctant to share my address or go to someone's house. I'm about as deep in the closet as it gets. Good for privacy - not so good for exper...