All on one Stories

When I was 20, I fled the suffocating dust of my tiny Texas town—a closeted boy who’d never so much as brushed another guy’s skin—and landed in Austin hungry, reckless, and desperate to be ruined. Larry found me first. Early sixties, heavy silver-dusted chest, a proud belly that hung just right over his belt, and a thick, perfectly cut six-inch cock that looked like it had broken dozens of boys before me. We traded pics f...

Lilly was standing in the middle of the crowded room, her senses overwhelmed by the sounds of laughter and music. The plugin strobe lights cast a kaleidoscope of colours across the room, making it difficult to focus on any one thing for too long. She reached up and adjusted her tiara, a gift from Melanie for her thirtieth birthday. It had been months since they'd been together like this, she missed the fun times they used...

We slept late the next morning. The rest of the day we all walked around, nude of course, in a fog of afterglow. It was like being wrapped in cotton. Even sounds were muffled as we cuddled and embraced and just lay around all day exhausted. A couple of times I made to nuzzle their breasts, or they would fondle my cock, but we mostly were totally wiped out. It was the next night that Allie sprung her surprise. She had invi...