Certains appelleraient cela une crise de la quarantaine... même si je n'ai que trente-cinq ans et j'espère que je n'ai pas encore atteint le milieu de ma vie. Certains me traiteraient de pédé... bien que j'adore bouffer la chatte et baiser ma femme. Certains appelleraient cela de la curiosité.... read more
Je n'ai jamais vraiment compris pourquoi je ne semblais tout simplement pas m'intégrer. 22 ans, un récent diplômé du secondaire, une apparence décente. Juste douloureusement mince. La plupart des gars que je connaissais au lycée semblaient appartenir à une sorte de groupe. Athlète, érudit ou... read more
Je suppose que je n'ai jamais vraiment oublié mon ex, Monica. Elle et moi sommes sortis ensemble pendant un an et demi à l'université, et c'était incroyable. Elle avait l'air incroyable : 5'6, de longs cheveux bruns, des yeux bleus brillants, une silhouette en sablier avec une pa... read more
Kristy a travaillé pour Le Matriarcat. Cela semblait plus officiel que ça ne l'était vraiment. Comme si c'était un "Nouvel Ordre Mondial". C'était en fait un club dirigé par des femmes spécialisées dans certains services que les hommes paient grassement. Cela pourrait être appelé prostitution selon ... read more
Tonight, I was searching in vain for a parking place close to the club, but unfortunately, I had arrived late and there were no empty spaces close by. I drove around and went down several streets in the same block until I found an empty spot. That was perfect I thought as I found a parking place and... read more
Her name was Kelly, we had met online in one of the gay chat rooms I like to frequent and for the next couple of weeks we had developed a friendship, exchanged pics and fantasies and I was really, really into her. we had a lot in common, more than just the mere fact that we were both gay CD’s ... read more
It was Saturday and I had nothing to do so I decided to go for a drive. I got into my car and headed out of the city in no particular direction. After driving for a while I realized I was close to Jim's house. We have been great friends for years but have not seen each other for a long time. I decid... read more
I'm Jimmy James and I've been hanging out with the same six guys since we started college. We're a pretty close knit bunch and have stayed in touch since then. At 25, I'm the only one of the seven of us still not married. Even though we all still get together for parties and get togethers, for t... read more
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate being around people. Actually, I hate being alone: it brings out the weird self-critic inside me. But god, do I hate crowds. Fall registration brought mobs to the campus. The half-empty dormitory that I had shared with a few Asian engineering students was... read more
A visit to a hooker, where I describe my bisexual experiences *** It was a weekday, I had bummed off work and had made my way to Ipswich for a visit to Rona, my favorite hooker. She was a lovely woman in her forties, with a fantastic figure, not slim but not fat and with huge tits. She... read more
They came into the video store where I worked as a clerk. Almost every day. Teasers. Both of them. What made it both great and terrible for me was that it fed my deepest fetish -- stockings -- as it denied me any fulfillment other than frequent and frantic "self-gratification."... read more
I'm not gay (laughing), with that said, I have seen some very good looking, uh, guys. Okay, go ahead and laugh. You see, toward the end of this past summer (August 2011), my wife and I visited an old friend of mine in Pattaya, Chon Buri, Thailand. He's a former Navy Seal. I'm a former Army Ranger as... read more
Our next port of call was Copenhagen (Denmark!). We left London early one wet afternoon and flew across to Denmark's capital, which was also wet! The flight was relatively short and when we arrived we caught a taxi to our city center hotel. We had 5 full days here and were intending to enjoy each on... read more
My name is Theodore Morrison Guillot and I'm a six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and strongly built, good-looking black man living in the west side of the town of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am happily married to a lovely black woman named Hera Jackson Guillot. She's fine as hell. Standing exactly six... read more
Chapter 1 - The Morning After The next day, Nick awoke thinking it was just a really messed up dream. When he got out of bed and found that Samantha had unlocked and removed the dress, panties and shoes, but everything else was still on, he was pulled right back to reality. He looked in the mirro... read more
An Afternoon With Some Thai Ladyboys I spent this afternoon with 6 Thai ladyboys. No, don't go thinking that I tried them out. I didn't. I spent a few hours chatting with them, finding about them, trying to understand what makes them tick and learning about their experiences and the guys who util... read more
MICHELLE AND NICOLE TRANNY SISTERS Part 2: Living with lesbians During freshen orientation the girls kindly declined approaches from many men and some women. They needed to find their bearings and were not ready to reveal any hidden secrets yet. They first needed a place to stay and searched t... read more
I force myself to walk down the corridor and to the elevators. When the door opens there is an older couple in the elevator and I get on and move to the other back corner. The man's wife is standing a little in front of him and I see him look over at me briefly. Then he looks again, giving me the on... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... read more
Chapter 1 "Hey Scott, Fauna kind of likes you," Jenna said, snickering. "Hey Jenna, it hard to hear yourself over that echo?" Scott said as he caught the football, and then heaved it back to Ronnie. "Huh?" Jenna asked, puzzled. "Yeah, your head up your ... read more
