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Sex Story: Meeting Mike

I was traveling home on the interstate one evening, it was around 8:30 I had piss pretty bad, there is a rest stop area between where I have to get off so I stopped in to take a piss. I went in up to the first urinal, whipped my cock out and started pissing.

Just a few short seconds later this dude walks in, comes up to the urinal next to mine, whips out this huge, I mean giant cock, man just man it he said as he started pissing. Looking over Just made it I said, man can you make me one, he looked at me staring at his cock and started laughing.

Sex Story: My First Black Cock

I know that going down there is bad, and that I shouldn't do it, but when I get to the larger city around my home I cant help myself. I have to go to the adult bookstore in the city. I don't go there because I need to buy anything I go for the rooms in the basement,. Its like I am drawn there with no idea what i am going to end up doing or how I am going to turn out, but I go down there anyway.

Sex Story: The Bus Station

I had just turned eighteen, had a job my driver license, things were going well for a young person like me. Then this one morning I couldn’t get my car started. I had to catch the bus to make it to work. The morning ride on the bus was ok, I made it work on time. After work I had to again catch the bus. I was at the bus stop in the city, many buses stopped but not the one I needed. Looking at the bus schedule I had about 45 minutes before my bus came. I had to take a piss real bad. Down the block was the Grey Hound bus station, I decided to go there and use the men’s room.

Sex Story: As ayoung Marine

Sex Story: The Gift that Keeps on Giving

The Gift that keeps on Giving

Sex Story: Male bonding

Male bonding.

Jake stirred his coffee, the spoon going around and around, no longer diluting the two sugars he had put in it several minutes ago. He sat at the kitchen table, alone and lost in his thoughts, his head cradled in his right hand, elbow supporting him from the table.

He was thinking, remembering the events of the past weekend, what a weekend it had been.

Sex Story: A Longtime Wish and Dream.

I have longed to find a man that would have sex with me for years now. I have thought about being with a man for a long time and every time I think of sex thoughts of a man making love to me and filling me with his manhood flood my mind. I have had sex with women many times but it leaves me lacking and needing more. I have only had sex with a man once before and that one time was just a blow job. After I finished giving him all my loving I was hungrier than ever for the touch of a man. To be used and loved and filled with another man’s cock.

Sex Story: Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 3

Dru's eyes widened as he stared at the big, brown bison standing in the corner of the bedroom, his large, shaggy head crowned by a pair of curving black horns. The floorboards creaked as he stepped forward, his shiny, wet nose twitching, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed at Dru.

"Oh, Tiny..." Dru whispered, awed by the sheer size of him. And then he saw the bison's cock, hanging nearly to the floor beneath him, the blunt head pink, but the rest a dark, bluish-black, thick and roped with bulging veins. "Oh, fuck yes."

Sex Story: Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 2

Dru was panting, his body aching, as Tiny pushed him down on the bed, the tall, dark-skinned human leaning over him and mouthing his cock through the thin cotton of his briefs, the hot, wet material rubbing against his sensitive flesh and making him squirm. Hooking his fingers into the waistband of Dru's underwear, Tiny slid them off and tossed them aside, licking his lips as he stared down at the young mage's hard cock, slender and pale compared to Tiny's dark monster.

Dru gasped, arching his back as Tiny swallowed him to the base in one slurp, sucking hard as he bobbed his head, each stroke of his lips and tongue drawing a breathless whimper from Dru's lips. He couldn't believe how sensitive he was, how hard. He'd been given a lot of head over the years, but this was by far the best blowjob he'd ever gotten. It had to be the Rapture, the drug heightening his senses, making everything feel better, more intense. He cried out, muscles clenching as he fought not to cum.

Sex Story: Tales From Alyrrawood - Ch. 1

Dru hurried through the fog, the tall grass catching at his shoes and trying to trip him, but he could see the lights of the old manor through the mist--a dozen spots of golden light glowing in the darkness, and he could hear the deep, bass beat of the music, like the heartbeat of the house itself. Climbing the creaky front steps, he entered through the open front doors, shrugging out of his long, black overcoat as he glanced around the foyer.

There was a pile of coats against the wall, so he checked his pockets to make sure there wasn't anything worth staling, and then tossed his down. Running a hand back through his short black hair, he walked farther into the house, the music coming from a closed set of double doors on his left. On the right, there were a couple of dark doorways and at the end of the hall he could see a staircase leading to the second floor. After a moment's hesitation, he pulled open one side of the double doors and stepped into the ballroom, momentarily blind as strobe lights and colored spot lights reflected off a spinning mirror ball, sending dancing flecks darting all around the dark room.

Sex Story: Ain't that a Bitch

It was two o'clock in the morning. Jim took a gulp of coffee as he sat patiently in his car in the deserted park. He put his drink down in the cup holder, and looked at his watch thinking, "where the fuck is this kid?" Jim looked around nervously to make sure no one saw him. He'd be in a shit load of trouble if he got caught. Right then a beat up old Ford Taurus pulled into a space on the other side of the parking lot, and the driver shut off the engine. The old clunker's high beam's flashed twice, Jim knew that was the signal. He waited for the driver to get out so he could look him over.

Sex Story: How to Fuck Your Dragon

Most people think that dragons are cold-blooded, analytical creatures with no imagination, no passion, but I know one man who would disagree with that. I met him on a long, lonely train ride, and over a few glasses of mulled wine, he told me his tale. Is it true? I'll let you decide.

Sex Story: Wet Dreams

I know there has to be something wrong with this apartment. No one rents out a huge loft like this for one-tenth of the market value unless it's haunted or something. But since I haven't found a steady job yet, I don't really have a lot of options. This is all that I can afford.

I search the place thoroughly, but I can't find anything obviously wrong with it -- no rats, no roaches, no bloodstains, and the plumbing and electricity both work. I go to bed feeling extremely lucky.

When I wake up, though, it's a different story.

Sex Story: Gay in a Small Town

I'd known I was gay since high school, but until I met Charlie, I'd never done a gay thing in my life. Living in a small Mid-west town, where everyone goes to the same church, everyone has Sunday dinner, and everyone knows everyone else's business, exploring one's sexuality can be problematical, to say the least.

Sex Story: Failed but fun threesome

Every year my wife and I organise a night out with friends to a random town or city.
This year it was to be Manchester.
The usual group is made up of twelve to fifteen people, on this occasion it was to be twelve due to other commitments.
This group was made up of four couples and four singles two female two male.
We all travelled their in our cars and met in the hotel bar after sorting our rooms and baggage.
We discussed our food and transportation plans to get into the city centre, then went up to our rooms.

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