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Cocks and Cunts

“Honey?” she said. It was June, my wife.

“What, love?” I answered. I was in a good mood. I’d just read the latest
reviews; I’d gotten good numbers and found three stories that looked
interesting. I was chuckling at the controversy about Celeste’s role when
June spoke up.

“It’s been almost four days since we’ve fooled around. At all. I’m horny
as a toad. Do you feel like, uh, doing anything?” I heard her say.

Well. I don’t usually get an invitation like that this early in a story,
so what am I going to say?

“Sure, hon, if that’s …

My Friends the Allens – Familiarity

Jake’s penis stood rough and erect in his lap, and
Julie’s fingers played idly up and down, touching the
veins and caressing the soft skin of the cap. They
moved down to the base of the shaft and encircled it,
squeezing gently, and Jake groaned. The flickering
light of the video screen played over their faces,
Julie’s fine bare legs, white panties, thin t-shirt.

The tape, from Jake’s private collection, was
alternating between surreal street scenes and hot
intense sex. The woman on the screen bent over,
her eyes closed, and began to moan helplessly.
Then she suddenly opened her …

Tina and Rosa xxx adventures

Two months ago, my life changed in an amazing
way. My best friend Ron and I were exploring an iso-
lated island off the Florida coast, an island rumored
to once have been inhabited by an Aztec tribe ruled by
the tribe’s women. After being driven from their native
Mexico, this legendary tribe found its way to the is-
land and worshipped a Sun Goddess in almost complete
isolation for hundreds of years. According to legend,
they were wiped out by a massive hurricane a few years
before Columbus discovered the New World.

While on the island, after being guided …

After The Party

I was sitting in my living room that Sunday morning,
working on the broken clasp of one of my anklets, my
favorite anklet. The most expensive piece of jewelry I
owned, it was a silver chain studded with diamond chips
given to me by an ex-girlfriend. But the price tag was
hardly the reason I cherished it. She gave it to me last
year for my twenty- fourth birthday and I considered it a
sign of how she felt about me. I was in love with her and
it was her way of saying she felt the same.

Frustrated, I …

My sissy son 2.

As these thoughts were going through my head, I also noticed the fact that I, myself had been turned on a little by it. Not that it’s that surprising really. Like I said before, I do enjoy a good cumshot compilation from time to time. But by the time I closed my laptop, I definitely had a chubby going on, and those last images were all shemales. I wondered if that I meant anything about me. I was trying to understand Jason, but now my own sexual confusion was top of my mind. I decided I had to just shut …

My sissy son 1.

As my euphoric haze began to fade and my vision came back to me fully, I continued to look down at my son’s face. His glazed, messy, cum-splattered face. His eyes were closed lightly, as he began to lick his lips and “Mmmm” with delight. As he released my drained cock from his grip it rested on his cheek and he turned to kiss it again. I slumped back further on the desk and all I could think was “My God. How the fuck did we get here?”

But to explain that, I have to go back to the beginning. …

The gay warrior

I wasn’t looking for tight, hard Marine butt. When
you’re deployed for six months on an LST with three
hundred other Marines and a couple hundred dick-hungry
sailors, checking out ass in the shower is the last
thing you do. You get really good at going through the
day with blinders on, ignoring the packages in the
weight room, the dicks swinging and slapping hard
Marine thighs in berthing, the ball bags hanging heavy
and low.

A lot of other guys on the ship want the same things
you do, but you also have others around who claim they
don’t …

Older man seeks to fulfill his secret fantasy to be loved by another man

After 12 years of marriage, my wife and I have slowly
drifted apart. It was nobody’s fault really. We all
change with time and that which unites two people, does
change. True, the twelve years difference between our
ages did not help, but for me, something has always been
missing.

I always considered myself to be a normal, healthy,
heterosexual kind of guy. Never experienced what some say
was typical  boy-2-boy experimentation. I always
averted my eyes when sharing a shower in high school or
in the military. However, I did sneak a peak once or
twice when I knew …

The shemale secretary

“Monica Barnes smoothed her skirt before entering the office of her boss, Cord Drake, the CEO of the company his father had founded thirty eight years ago! Like every other morning for the past two years, she brought along his coffee, her memo pad, and of course his copy of the morning paper! “Good morning, Mr. Drake,” she said in an upbeat voice, “anything special on the agenda for today!?!” Cord Drake took the coffee from her out stretched hand and replied, “Nothing on the horizon, Monica, but I am expecting a call from our man in Tokyo, so put …

Uncut Prick the gay dick

I hadn’t heard from my college buddy in over 7 years, so it was a
real surprise when he called me out of the blue, and asked if I
would meet him at the beach that evening. Dan was a handsome blond
guy with a substantial cock, with heavy, low hanging balls.

I would think of him often in my college days when I beat off. We
had never had sex, and I never saw him nude, but had seen the
outline of his meat, and just knew it was thick, and uncut. Real
man meat. I agreed to meet …

My stepdad and I had ended up in the porn theater

It was so damned dark I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face. I fumbled around in the dark until I found the first row of seats and then felt my way up a few rows. I had no idea if anyone was sitting in that row or not but took the chance and moved in a few seats. At last I was sitting down and I didn’t trip over anybody to get here. Not a bad start really when I think about it.

This is my first time in an adult movie theater and the last thing …

Bathroom Scatbuddies

The ladies room had three stalls; in the one on the far left hid John, and in the one on the far right hid Randy. Both men sat on the toilet cisterns with their feet on the lid so that no one could see them under the door. Both men had been sitting there for an hour with their cocks in their hands. Randy hadn’t cum in days, so his balls were beginning to ache as they begged for relief. John, however, had just fucked his eighteen year old cousin, Kalie, up the ass the other night so he wasn’t …

Vegas Male Stripper Cums On Me

I’d always heard that you could find anything you wanted in Las
Vegas, but I didn’t believe that it could be true until I had to
take a business trip there in the fall of ’88 for a convention.

I’d been in town for a day and had stopped in at one of the Adult
25-cent Peep Shows. I was really disappointed to find out that the
stall doors had been cut off so that they only hid the face of the
occupants. You couldn’t even jack-off and watch the movies. The gay
mag selection was fabulous. I just love …

The teacher takes me as her own use

I don’t know how or why it happened, but my teacher must have known I would succumb to her. I had never known it about myself; I thought I was just shy and reserved.

I was on the junior dance committee and had been drafted by one of teachers for that. She knew I had a car and I helped her out as did others, but I felt like I was more of a slave to her than anyone else.

So I’m not really pretty, what most people would consider “cute.” I have a nice figure and dress the way …

Thai-gay heaven

As I stood on the station waiting for the train to arrive, I felt not
exactly depressed, but bothered and disoriented. It had been an
oppressively hot day, and it had not been a happy one. I had started the
long drive from Melbourne to Sydney early that morning, only to get to
Melbourne’s northern limits when my car began behaving oddly. Five
kilometres later, it simply stopped. Phone calls, tow trucks, irritable
car repairers and frustration followed, as did a dash to Spencer Street
Railway Station to see if I could get a sleeping compartment on the
overnight train …