Part 2: Sloppy SecondsIt turned out to be totally different from playing around with girls. For a start, we didn't even get on his bed together and there was cuddling each other or anything like that.I just hitched the front of my jeans down so my aching hard-on sprung up, and Harvey pulled the back of his down and leaned over a chair. His hairy arse crack gaped open and I shuffled up behind him with my purple acorn level...

Part 1: Circle JerkThe five of us gathered round Harvey's laptop, pulled our dicks out and he loaded up the movie so we could all wank off to it.I was new to the academy and I'd never been in a circle jerk before, so it seemed funny and horny at the same time for us all to be crouching round like this with our boners poking out from our flies."This is so fuckin' hot," Harvey grinned, checking out my dick as the newbie of...

I spread my legs for you.It’s what a woman does It’s natural as walking It’s instinctive as a baby sucklingI spread my legs for you.I want what you have for meI need what you have for meI demand what you have for meI spread my legs for you.I know its hard allure I know its stiff desireI know its powerful potentialI spread my legs for you.My anticipation great My excitement greater My impatience greatestI spread my legs fo...

Carson caught the ball, breaking out in a run. He was almost to the end of the field when he was grabbed, causing him to trip and fall. He looked up to see Cody, holding his flags with a triumphant smile on his face. He kicked out, tripping Cody as well, so he fell beside him.  "No physical contact, Cody, you cheater." He laughed, sitting up. They were playing flag football for their PE, something most teachers would conv...

During a vacation to the Gulf Coast east of Destin, Florida, I decided to go get some exercise (among other things) while my wife and grandkids were down at the beach. I learned from an Internet search that Walton County had developed a system of recreational trails in a nearby state forest. I selected a trail that had a three mile loop, and drove to the small gravel parking area at the trailhead. It was generally unimpro...

My transition into male sex occurred a number of years ago after my first wife passed away following an extended illness. She had been unable to engage in sex for some time, and so I dealt with my physical needs the best I could, mostly through chronic, habitual masturbation. The months following her passing were very difficult for me emotionally, and I was having a hard time dealing with the grief, and the guilt. I had p...

She watched her professor speak during the period. Things that were better left unsaid were beginning to crowd her mind. It was as if she couldn’t help herself. Every time she sat in her chair for class, her eyes focused straight on him, and didn’t leave him until the hour ended. He was a man of strength and intelligence. His shrewd blue eyes didn’t miss anything, and she was almost positive he had already noticed her adm...

Three days in Tokyo Day 1 By The Old Sailor This is as good a place as any to remind you that there is something very erotic about having a cock between your lips, and feeling the shaft glide over then and the head brushing over the roof of your mouth as it slips deeper into your mouth. The heat of the shaft, the taste of the pre-seminal fluids, the knowledge that you are giving pleasure just as you is receiving it. And t...

A Year to Remember, Chapter Three This story is part of a series, and if you have not read the previous two chapters, it might help your undertsanding of the plot to read them first, before this one. It will make a lot more sense if you do. March I lay awake, worrying! My mum told me last night that we are going to have lunch with Patrick, Emma and Simon tomorrow. You know, the 'tousled head' that suddenly interrupted my...

  Prologue The drill at my house is that in order to cum, I must first suffer by the cock and balls—no exceptions. Intense application of electroshock is the punishment of choice. You see, I'ma slut, a lifelong CBT slut. I have a sincere passion for watching an attractive woman strip and display her body for me—while I endure intense, nearly unbearable torment of the genitals for the pleasure of masturbating to her. I’m n...

February Three weeks later. I burst through the door and run up the stairs and into my room and shut the door. I sit on the edge of my bed, survey the chaos that I have made my own, and begin to cry. It is the first time since finding out that my dad had been killed in a road accident that I have been able to let my emotions out. Most of the people have gone now from downstairs. What had started out as a somber occasion d...

Chapter One: January It's 7.15 am on Monday morning. I wake up with a start as the clock radio on the chest beside me suddenly blares into life. I raise my tousled bed-head off the pillow to peek under the curtains. It is still dark. I hate January. Christmas, gone and forgotten. My birthday, the fourth, also gone, and another eleven long months without an excuse for presents. I groan inside and flip over onto my back, st...