Dad and I both sat at the kitchen table as Jimmy kicked his shorts to the side and brought us our coffee....
Being exhausted, I walked right into my room and dropped what bags I had......
I am telling you this story is an attempt to share some of the thrill that I have had from the true-to-life experience that you’re about to read. My name is Kent Hudson; I am a lawyer in a small southern town. On March 4th of this year I turned 48 years old. To some of you that is “over the hill,” to others I am not all the way to the top yet. I do my best to keep my 6’1” 190 pound frame in...
It was Friday, second week in May, moving day. My Dad was leaving the shop at about noon and driving up here in his pick-up to help me move whatever I had home. Most of the fraternity was empty at this point. Finals were at the end of last week and the beginning of this week. For most of the guys as soon as the last exam was taken they were out of here. I had to wait till my Dad had time to come...
1976, I was 18 and in the second semester of my freshman year. I had had it though. I didn't know if this is what I wanted to do with my life and certainly felt like I was wasting my time and wasting my Dad's money. My Dad was a mechanic down in San Diego and was scraping all he could together to put me though school. I wasn't a brain so I didn't get any scholarships or grants. I was a wrestler...
I rarely stop at this particular rest stop, but nature called. While I was in the stall doing my business, I felt a little horny and started to stroke off a bit. I leaned back against the wall and noticed that cubicle wall did not mount flush against the wall and I had a clear shot at the first two urinals. As I sat there stroking, two men in khaki overalls entered. The dropped the bib...
Mixing Pleasure with Business For the last nine years or so, I have published stories on MOTNES. In fact, I have been a fan of the site from the beginning. Today, this story, is the first one that I have written in first person. Most of the stories have a foundation of reality, but always flow better with a dash or two of fantasy. Some might find this to be a dull story, but the truth is,...
This is a fictional story, a fantasy. In no way do I condone bareback. Condoms are there to use for your safety and the safety of others. Please use them at all times. Guys, please don’t get your nuts in a not, I know that this scenario is extremely unlikely and even if it happened the club wouldn’t get away with it. So please remember this story is a “fantasy”. I worked late so I...
The next sex party was Saturday night. We had planned a rape party to set the scene. Guess who was to be raped on stage? Right first time … the newbie. I was to wear flimsy pajamas and (supposedly) about to go to bed when three guys break into my apartment dressed in black and wearing black masks. We had a lot of fun rehearsing this scene. We all took turns at being the victim running...
I drive an MG-F and usually drive on the open road with the top down and of course naked. (Note: I am from Australia, a car with right hand drive) I was traveling from my home on the Gold Coast in Queensland down into New South Wales. I overtook this semi slowly and put on a good show for the driver who tooted me. I noticed another head in the passenger seat trying to get a look so I passed the...
This is a fictional story, a fantasy. In no way do I condone bare back. Condoms are there to use for your safety and the safety of others. Please use them at all times. I had been backpacking around the country for some months now. My looks got me into some trouble but also some very interesting situations. I am 18 years old with a mop of blond hair which makes me look younger and with...
This is a fictional story, a fantasy. In no way do I condone bareback. Condoms are there to use for your safety and the safety of others. Please use them at all times. I was so exhausted that I had slept through the night without eating dinner. I woke up starving so I ordered a big breakfast. Once I got through that I showered, shaved and with my handy towel drove off naked again. The...
Andre had only been in The States for a little over a year. He had spent the first 33 years of his life in Quebec, and the last nine of those working as an executive for Alphonse Publishing Co. When his company decided to branch out and open a new office in the U.S.A. in New York City Andre was their first choice. He was a good worker and dedicated. Andre talked the possibility of moving to...
I tried in vain once more to get up but failed. The next thing I knew Eddie looked right at me then put his lips to mine and kissed--tongue and all. He held me down kissing me for what seemed like forever. Then it was over. He looked down at me and said, "I told you I was going to miss you and now I'm going to show you why. I've seen the way you looked at me the past couple of years. But you...
"Well we better get a move on then..." I watched as he put on a pair of cutoffs and a tank top and a pair of flip flops. That was it. We were ready. Kansas City here we come... I noticed as we got to Uncle Eddie's old truck that he didn't have a bag with him. When I asked him about this he said, "Well Rick, the longest I'm going to be gone is four days and it’s hot anyway. What else do I...
My name is Rick and back in the eighties I had been living with my Aunt Jean and my Uncle Eddie (my Mom's brother) since I was about 11 years old. My Mom fell over at work one day and died. She was working two jobs at the time and they say she just seemed exhausted and that's why she died. Later I found out that she just plain old had a heart attack. My Dad was never in the picture and I was...
This is a true tell about my Florida trip in 2000. My elderly parents live outside of Tampa in a retirement community. I visit them a couple of times per year. Well, its April, 2000. I plan to visit my parents for a four day weekend, but I remember a friend telling me about this gay resort hotel in Orlando that was hot. Well, I remembered the name -- the Parliament House -- and decided to tell...
“Good. My, you are a nice big bitch, aren’t you? Just the way I like them.” “Yes Sir.” I’m thinking run, run Bob, but where. “Yes, nice hairy chest,” I feel a hand run through my chest hair. “I see you nips are already hard.” I feel him pinch and twist them hard, hurting me, as I moan. “Oh don’t worry, bitch, you will moan a lot louder tonight, but no one can hear you.” I’m now...
I’m in town on business. But, must admit I’ve been randy for a few days. As I always do, a few days before my trip I do a little research. Looking through the assorted bars, etc., I come across an Ad that catches my eye. It’s listed as a private club, Club Leather Bear, and simply lists a telephone number. Of course, I wrote it down prior to packing. About me, I guess. I’m 5'9", 240, a...
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