Frat Boys Discovery by neXXen

It was the summer after his freshman year at college. Luke Delacroix was back in his well-to-do suburban neighborhood; the kind of area where people believe in the American Dream and complain about their property taxes. Streets were lined with towering trees, forming an emerald ceiling, well maintained pools waited behind pristine fences, and there

My summer of fun by azbibottomcd

================================================================================== I am a 55 y.o. single average looking guy. I also deal with a boatload of anxiety over being a bi-sexual man that was brought up to NOT be anything other than straight in a large Catholic family so even at my age I have very little m/m sexcapades experience. Growing up a farm

Daddy Issues Memoirs, Chapter Three: Trailer Trash by Daddy_Issues_Memoirs

Disgusted I looked at the green goo on my plate. “Next!” said the lunch lady. “Excuse me, that’s not what I wanted.” Viciously she raised her eyes at me. “You think I wanted a job where I had to serve ungrateful brats like yourself? Let me tell you that the answer to that is NO!

Sticky Trick or Treat by wolfiram

Seducing our teenage, black neighbour Jay was always a fantasie for me and my husband. A few weeks ago it turned into reality. If you want to read in detail what happened, search for “Gym Access for Cum” or “Involving the little brother in the workout scheme.” in my profile. Me and my husband just

Daddy Issues Memoirs, Chapter Two: Pardon My French, Teacher by Daddy_Issues_Memoirs

“Come on! What are you waiting for?” With her head turned over her shoulder, her bold amber colored eyes peeped at me from under her red bangs. Her penetrating stare was emphasized by the carbon black pencil lines that made her look like a cat – trying to persuade a dog to follow its steps

Love Glue by Tickles

The foundation of my downfall was laid by my mother. From a young age, she would enter my bedroom at night and push her pussy into my face. I hated it but didn’t have the courage to tell anyone or even ask her to stop. Perhaps she knew I hated it, or perhaps she just

Daddy Issues Memoirs, Chapter Four: The Bodybuilder Cum Dump Part One by Daddy_Issues_Memoirs

The man took out his wallet and held up a twenty. ‘‘That ain’t gonna get you far,’’ said Gauge. ‘‘Not anywhere in fact. I don’t do nothin’ for less than fifty. And that’s just for givin’ head.’’ ‘‘Okay than, I’ll give you one hundred for the both of you. Or actually…’’ he was recounting his