By Max Swan. I’ll never forget my wedding day. It was such a magical day with family and friends and, of course, my new husband, Ryan. I married a moral man, and his no sex before marriage thing wasn’t so much of a chore as I loved the man, every pudgy inch of him. He made me laugh, and he was such fun to be around. I thought I had found the man of my dreams, and even though we
Read moreBy Max Swan. The city-wide rioting was into its fourth night. On this night, Caleb and Justin took shelter in a near-burned-out warehouse as riot vans charged down the street, breaking up the crowds and looters. The pair moved to the third floor, as it seemed to have survived most of the burning, with mainly smoke damage, but it was good enough for them to hide out until the morning, when curfew ended. The military coup created havoc in their
Read moreBy Homeroticus. Julian burst through the front door, happier than he’d ever been. Months of twelve-hour working days finally paid off: he’d just signed the largest contract of his career. Now he was ready for the luxury retreat he booked in the Philippines, two weeks of paradise to reset a semester in hell. ”Elena! I did it!” he called out, his voice echoing through the foyer. He rounded the corner into the kitchen, expecting Elena to be
Read moreBy Max Swan. Joe Brooke, with his thin frame and tired eyes, sat alone in the break room, a place he had come to associate with loneliness. The clamor of the lab group, their laughter and lively discussion, only served to highlight his isolation. He had become accustomed to being overlooked, his presence ignored by the vibrant, confident scientists around him. The group’s chatter, usually a nuisance, today provided an unexpected gift. Kevin, the tall lab tech, spoke of a
Read moreBy Max Swan. Alex Pearce was a short, chubby man with blond hair. His clothes were carefully chosen yet somehow always slightly wrong, as if he’d dressed according to what he thought a man should look like, but never quite nailing it. He seemed perpetually apologetic for taking up space. A man who had mastered the art of blending in while trying far too hard not to disappear. Even his smile looked rehearsed, the kind that hoped to be charming
Read moreBy Max Swan. I nervously buzzed her apartment. ‘What am I getting myself into?’ I wondered. My heart was racing, my hands were clammy, my mouth was dry, and my little dick was starting to stiffen without even touching it. Logic dictated that I back out, but my dick demanded I go through with it. “Yes?” she asked statically through the intercom. I recognized her voice from her telephone calls. It had taken three phone calls, which had followed seven
Read moreBy Little John. Read Part One Here. Read Part Two Here. ***** Part 3… Being in that position, I could feel myself shaking, whether it was the cold from being naked, the humiliation of being in front of everyone, or just the fear of what was about to happen. Being spanked and whipped by two women was bad enough. The thought of three women and two men doing it was terrifying. Amy’s voice broke my thoughts. “Right, all
Read moreBy RSchwuler. I grimaced at the bleak strip mall, just two long-shuttered shops sandwiching a rundown storefront office. The broken blinds were closed, and the sign was faded. The only other car in the crumbling lot clearly belonged to my quarry. A gaudy, purple Nissan Altima that had been dinged all along its sides and bumper. I bet he was a reckless driver, an aggressive asshole on the road. Vince Caruso was an angry, nasty little bastard, and
Read moreBy toughpinkpanties. Back in college, I had an acquaintance named Joey. He was a friend of a friend, so he’d always end up wherever I was, despite how much I couldn’t stand him. Everyone knew he was gay except him; he was just so far in the closet he could find Christmas presents. Joey was about 5’6”, 105 lbs or so, and was pale with curly black hair and a patchy, scraggly beard. He had an ugly face, and I
Read moreBy CuckyJimmy. Oh shit. Yes (my two fingers working the head of my little dick hard and fast). I felt the churning in my balls, the feeling you get just before blowing your pent-up load. The tingling was fantastic as I breathed hard, raised myself on my toes, arched my back, pointed my little dick forward, and came with some serious ferocity. My head was tilted back, eyes closed as I felt jet after jet of cum spurting bountifully from
Read moreBy surya.nmy@gmail.com Hi Friends, I am Surya. During this story, I was 19 with no experience of gay life. I am always a little chubby, but luckily only in good areas like my chest, which everyone calls breasts, and in my ass, with a flat stomach and tiny dick. I am very fair with no body hair. In short, God wanted to make me a girl, but by mistake, he made me a guy. Enough details about myself, let’s jump
Read moreBy BigJim1212. My name is Bryce. I realized at an early age that my looks could open doors for me. I also realized that my big cock could close the deal. Most people would call the way I looked as classic all-American good looks. When I graduated from high school, I was six foot four with blond hair and ice blue eyes. You know the kind of eyes that can pierce right through the soul. My body was naturally muscular,
Read moreBy SPH Sub. I was at a party in an affluent part of Inner West London thrown by my friend Ophelia, who I’d met ten years earlier at the University. Like me, aged twenty-nine, most of the people here were in their late twenties. We were drinking gin, having minor squabbles over whose Spotify playlist to use, chatting pseudo-highbrow bullshit – the usual party stuff. But a couple of hours ago, a boy walked in who I’d not seen before.
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