"What Missy needs to do instead of going to jail for prostitution. (continue of part 8)"
When morning came, I told mom what had happened the previous night. She had a surprised look on her face and I could tell she was feeling uneasy at the thought of me getting arrested while dressed as Missy as...
"Skip finally makes his bi-curious fantasy a gay reality..."
Back when my youthful horniness was at its peak, I found myself at a crossroads with my sexuality. I had only hooked up with girls, however, I often caught myself fighting off feelings of sexual excitement at the thought of...
"A fathers love for his son..."
I've always admired my son who is now 16 and has grown into a luscious man. His light blond hair,light blue eyes, and his tan 6-pack torso. Only recently have I started to get extremely hard around my son. I...
"An offhand observation turns out to be right"
When I was a college freshman, I got to be friends with a guy down the hall who came from a place near my hometown. Although it was a big state school, it turned out we had one late-afternoon class...
"A friend and I had met online and decided that it was time to meet up."
My name is Michael, and I was 17 at the time, when I first discovered I was into men as well as women. I was about 5 foot 8inches tall with a small muscular frame, so nothing special. I wouldn't...
"When 30 men start jacking off in the Dorm shower together cum starts flying everywhere."
As Jack started his university career he moved into Ramsey Hall. A traditional dormitory with 2 guys sharing a 12' x 10' room and 30 guys on the floor sharing the open gang showers. For Jack this was going to...
"Girls make a brief appearance in this one, but it's mostly two guys."
Several minutes passed. We lay there quietly, letting our breathing return to normal. “God, that was hot,” Steve said. “Oh, yes.” “You know what I need? A shower and some breakfast.” “Sounds good to me.” I gave his dick a...
"And so the story continues, although there aren't any girls in this chapter"
“Your turn,” I said. “Strip.” Steve stood up. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, shrugged it off, then kicked off his shoes. When his hands went to his waist, I stopped him. “I’ll help,” I said. I unbuttoned the fly, lowered...
"Taking up where we left off in Part 1"
The minutes passed. Steve and I lay there on our backs, our breathing slowly getting back to normal. I slowly stroked his thigh with the back of my hand, just trying to keep contact with his warm skin. “It’s been...