Prologue:This is a romantic fantasy I had about meeting a Daddy for hot sex, romance, and companionship. I would love to make this story come to life. Enjoy, and Don't forget to love yourself. Peace:-)P.S.I'm open to constructive feed back or intrigued Daddies that are interested in meeting up for dating, and fun.spirit_ofsex@yahoo.comI woke up at 6am, feeling completely...
Disclaimer: blah..blah..blah.. I know you know all the rules, so I will just say, enjoy!This is my first story, and probably the only series. And I know it's not perfect, but you can help me by telling me in heyitsdre99@yahoo.com , I love to hear from you!Anyway, thanks for encouraging me to keep writing. But you should know I like to make it slowly but steady (and also romantic). It's not...
Oh jeeeze Dad. After everything you've been telling me you think your stage name is going freak me out?...
After an unforgettable Friday night—the first time I fucked another man, the first time I ever sucked a man’s cock, and the first time I ever drank another man’s cum—and then a really nice Saturday when we spent time together and started to become friends, Sunday was a rude awakening to the real world. I still had studying to do, papers to write, and classes to attend.The world had...
I woke up very gently the next morning, and I had that unsettling sense of not really knowing where I was. But as my eyes slowly adjusted to the sunlight streaming into the room, and I felt that I was wrapped in his arms, his legs tucked in with mine, his thick cock resting gently against my ass, it all came back to me. I felt a little strange—did we really do those things? Did I really...
My boyfriend and I had been dating for about 8 months. He is gay and I am bi. He was my first boyfriend. Before that I was always with women. He was a total cutie. 27 and swimmer's build. Nice abs and cute ass. And a nice package. Really nice. Me, 23, runner and swimmer's build. Good looking - never had a problem getting laid.Well, so we were dating and practically living...
By jarbear1974@yahoo.com. Write me and let me know what you think. I answer all emails. Also, I have a layout of the campground as I see it when I write the chapters. If you would like one to go along with the chapters as you read them, just ask and I’ll email you a copy...
Summer holiday Part 1 – San Francisco to Chicago ~~ All characters are completely real, no name changes at all. Apart for Dad, his real name is of no importance! ~~So, me and Blake have been going out for nearly 18 months, and as its summer and we have finished college, we decided a vacation would be appropriate. And although people say it will make or break a relationship, Blake and I...
When the chess club next met, I made sure to play Shane. He sat across from me. He looked to make sure nobody else was around at the moment and lean forward and gave me a little kiss....
Please do not read this story unless you are of legal age in your community. It is intended as literature, and as such is not based on any individual, alive or deceased.He was a quiet man, twenty-two in the summer of 1946; his still young face lined with worry and years of the blazing Indian sun. Still, he looked like all of the other men in Bombay (later known as Mumbai), their skin the same...
As Steve led me down a hall to his master suit I noticed a clock…12:30. Had I really already been in his home and in his arms for 5 hours? It didn’t seem that long, but I knew we were both enjoying absolutely every moment.I sat on the bed as Steve began unbuckling his belt. I pulled him close to me and slapped his hands away. I wanted to unwrap his package. I unbuttoned his chinos and...
I arrived to work on Monday morning and was greeted by an e-mail that said the following: “Geoff, I had a nice time hanging out with you on Friday. Due to my work schedule and Ryan being at my house during the early part of each evening during the week, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get together again. Maybe we can meet for a drink one evening. Anyway, I wish you a great week. Steve”....
In the first two parts of this story, you learned a little about me. I’m Jonathan and I teach World History at a large public high school in the Oklahoma City area. The first part of this story revolved around an in person connection between Luke, a teacher at a Catholic high school in Tulsa, and myself. Part two provided an unexpected repeat with Luke combined with adding into the mix Jessie,...
The Hamptons – Part 1 It was a beautiful day in the Hamptons. A fresh breeze blew in through the large patio doors. I tried to finish my breakfast as quick as possible. A day like today cannot be spent indoors. I rinsed the cereal bowl, grabbed the beach towel that hung over one of the kitchen chairs and walked across the patio and down the stairs leading to the beach below. The...
Tyler and I got off the plane and got our luggage. I was feeling quite a sense of dred. I was going to visit my family. Part of me was saying to myself, why did I agree to this. Tonight my sisters and their kids, and myself will have our Christmas dinner with our mother. Tomorrow we will visit with our father as well his his siblings and their kids, and their kids' kids. I just wanted to get back...
I woke up. The sun was out. At first I freaked and thought that Tyler and I didn't set the alarm, as we would be late to start our work. Then I remembered it was our day off. I then remember today was the day that Tyler and I would have our...
Spellbound, Part 4:“Wow.” Chris deadpanned.“You needed to know Chris, even if it freaks you out. As I said, our most binding law is to never cause harm with our magick. We have the ability to shape the world to our will Christian. And in eons past, we did. The Grand Canyon? That was one of us having a temper tantrum, so far in the past that even our records no longer hold their name....
For the next six months, Justin was a constant fixture at the gay bar. During that six month time frame, Justin encountered numerous sexual endeavors. He still realized that something special was missing from his life. The sex part was great, but there was an empty void eating away at him. During this time frame, the Gunny had been transfered to Okinawa and a new Gunny had taken his...
I've known for a long time that I was gay. Girls turned me off because of the way they treated me, drooling over guys way out of their league and accepting no others. I just never had any luck with women, so I found comfort in the arms of another man. I'm often asked if it was my first experience that made me realize that I was gay. I thought that it was at one time, but now I remember. It...
This isn't a good story. This is the story of how my world ended.My name is Blake and I've been seeing Aston Rider for nearly a year and a half. We had so much in common. We had a future, but my baby was stolen from me. He was taken from me and his family and there's nothing anyone can do to bring him back. I'd been at Astons house on West Ruby Hill Drive, Pleasanton, and as usual...
“Oh fuck it!” said Colin as he slammed the controller down and got up from behind his PC desk. He’d spent the best part of 4 hours playing an online game as was getting bored now. “I need some action” he thought to himself. It has been almost 8 years now since Colin had lost his wife Pauline from cancer and he longed for companionship again. Colin, who is now 48 is a very good looking guy...
The orphanage rested about 15 miles outside of town. Unlike many stories, there were no signs of mental, physical, or sexual abuse at this particular orphanage. Though it was strict, and at times, extremely strict, this orphanage truly took care of all the disowned occupants. Father McMichael oversaw the orphanage, and he paid extra attention to Justin for all of his 18 years he...
(Part 1)(This is a special love story and its for all those of my fans who wanted a multi part story)The sky is gray and ominous, and a rumble of distant thunder breaks the silence. I watch as a squirrel scurries across the lawn to seek shelter from the coming storm. The wind tosses some leaves across the patio into the pool and a chair flips over from its force. The coming storm is...
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