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He was waiting for me in my bed after work. I didn’t expect to see him, but I was still glad to see him there. He was under the covers and looked so peaceful as he slept. I moved around the room as I got undressed and put my briefcase next to my desk. That desk is one of the reasons I was currently single. My last girlfriend would say it was because I was gay. At least that is what she told me as she walked out with her stuff about 4 months back. Two months after that I stumbled across the dark haired beauty that was currently laying between my sheets. He stops by when he feels like it and after finding him on my steps enough times I gave him Kelly’s old set of keys. He made a point of taking off her rainbow charm and throwing it in the trash in front of me. As I walked out of the bathroom, drying my hair with a towel that blocked most of my view, I heard movement coming from the bed. I stopped what I was doing, and pulled the towel down to my neck so I could se...

“Frank, get off of me!” I shouted as I continued to laugh. I had been sitting on the grass looking down at the river as I waited for him. I heard him shout my name and as I looked up, it was in time to see him diving at me. We rolled the rest of the way down until we were laying on the bank. He was only a little heavier than me, but my small frame felt every pound. He rolled over to my side laughing also. “How long have you been waiting for me?” he soon asked. “Don’t know,” I answered. “I don’t think it was long,” I said as I sat up and pulled my shoes back from the water’s edge. “Well, I’m sorry if I was. Mr. Blake wanted to talk to me about his Legal Studies class,” he explained. “Our World History teacher?” I asked. “Yeah,” Frank said as he sat up and vigorously ran his fingers through his dark hair. “He passed a paper around at the start of the semester asking if anyone would be interested and I signed it. Didn’t you?” he asked me as his fingers now tried to comb hi...

I was Bert Hancock’s pick. He chose me to be his Senior’s Right! I knew he smiled back at me when I caught his attention yesterday just before math class, but I didn’t think it would lead to this. He was the famous jock. I didn’t think he would pick someone who went mostly unnoticed in this school. I wasn’t the shy kid that lived in turtlenecks, but I wasn’t in any team sport as the school either. We went to a great school, but some things still went unseen by most of the faculty and staff. Like how Senior’s Right went from meaning 'right hand' where a senior would take any under classman they thought needed help or just a friend for the last year of their time here, to Senior’s Right where Right now meant “entitlement” and was mostly used by seniors to have a swing at same sex, well, sex. Not all of them did, but quite a few went that way. And Bert Hancock did with me and he told me that he wanted to see me again. I so scored. He was almost manic in bed and such a...

“Best... Birthday...Ever” Emma said as she laid back looking at us with desire filled eyes as she rubbed her clit. I couldn’t help but agree as I looked down at her twin brother who’s well-lubed ass I repeatedly entered to rub my cock head over his prostate. Gary moaned each time my crotch hit his ass. I watched as he grabbed his dick to jerk off. I felt him starting to orgasm from the inside out. His insides trembled and gripped at me bringing me closer to coming myself. I leaned over Gary and committed my hips to making us both come quickly and hard. He wrapped his arms around my waist and my neck. I rubbed his cock with my abs. I hit his hole and prostate without mercy. I would have bit his neck if I wasn’t breathing so hard. My legs shook as I went over my own sweet edge. I hammered singular and deep blows into Gary as I erupted in him. “Fuuccck!” Emma shouted into the room as she shook her part of the bed. The room then slowly became quieter as our breathing went ba...

The other guys in the house love watching the undergrad greeter as he did his job. Some of their guests came over just to see him, but they didn’t think they had to tell him that. When they enter the frat house they see him kneeling there, naked and waiting for a cock to enter his mouth. Everyone sees his dick as it bounces a little as the guest walks towards him. After only being on the ‘job’ for a week, he started to get hard whenever he heard the doorbell ring. Everyone watches as their guest rubs his cock through his jeans as he walks closer to the undergrad. He looks down into his face as he starts to unbuckle and unzip himself. His plaid boxers are seen, but they are pushed down with his pants before he reaches for his cock again to give it a few tugs. The greeter sways forward, licking his lips as he watches the meat in front of him grow and harden as the hand continues to move up and down its surface. They then step forward, and his lips are sucking on the head before they ...

Man 1: How do they ever get any work done? Man 2: This isn’t at his office. Man 1: You said these were taken this morning and it looks like he’s with Mr. Keel, his office manager. Man 2: It is and it was. Man 3: Their relationship has progressed. They now live together. Man 1: I wasn’t informed about this. Man 3: Clearly. Man 1: If it’s at their home then why do we have these? Man 2: Have you forgotten… Man 3: Clearly his has. He stands and walks around his desk to sit in a large leather chair and looks at the two men standing before him. Man 3: Fuck his empty head so he can remember. Man 1 and Man 2 look at each other before Man 1 takes off his jacket, tie, and then dress shirt before kneeling in front of Man 2. Man 3: Organize a weekend at the lake house this weekend. Invite the regulars and those two. Man 2: Yes sir. Man 2 holds the hair of Man 1 as he slowly pushes his cock all the way into his balls. Man 1 hold’s Man 2′s legs and thighs as he fuc...

I use to think that mirrors on the walls and such were so dated and belonged in the past until I realized that my new boyfriend always ended up facing the same direction when we had sex. He was looking at us in the full-length mirror that I had next to my closet. It was one of the only two mirrors I had in my apartment. Then I started to look in the mirror too. I looked at everything about him. His raised back. His bouncing ass. His swinging cock when he wasn't jerking himself off, and when he was jerking himself off. Then I looked into his face and I saw even more. What he felt within himself. What I was causing him to feel. How he liked it. How he wanted more. How he wanted me. Now I can't look into his face until we are close to coming because seeing all that makes me cum. I explode and break at the same time. I feel like possessing him. Marking him. Keeping him. Making sure he would never want to leave me and I cum. Hard. My toes curl. My breathing hurts. Cu...

"Wait," I said as I looked down at him. He sat still as he gazed up at me. "Wait," I said again as he started to lean forward. His eyes looked at my cock that was just inches from his face and mouth. I knew I was teasing him as I prevented him from doing what he wanted, but it made it better for both of us. He was able to think of what he wanted to do with my cock. Make a plan. Plot to get me off in his mouth in a way he though best. The taste buds on his tongue remembered the essence of me and now yearned to have more. I felt a small kick of anticipation myself and my cock bobbed between us. I was starting to feel the strain of not giving in myself. We both watched as a bead of pre-cum formed out of the tip of my dick and grew until gravity pulled it to the floor. Ben looked back up me again and his eyes, if not his whole face, begged for me to let him suck what was to come next. "Go," I told him and as flesh touched flesh I gasped loudly and...

"There we go. All stretched out and ready for when daddy gets home." “Is something wrong Jenny?” mom asked one of her friends. “No,” she started. “I’m just grateful it wasn’t Bill’s night,” she then said. “I can’t stand hearing that boy whimper,” she ended. “Liar,” mom’s other friend said. “Every time it’s his night, I hear you making Paul whimper himself when you get home,” she said before I heard her taking a sip of her drink. “I never said I didn’t like it,” Ms Walis explained. “I said I can’t stand it. Do you know how hard it is to keep myself from running home to nail my husband?” At this everyone laughed. “Oh dear,” the other one said as I started to lift my head off the floor. “What is it Margret?” Mom asked as she now stood up. “I think I just wet your couch again,” she said a little hesitantly. “Tea, cum or piss?” Mom asked her. I turned to look in their direction as I slowly sat back on my throbbing pussy. “Ahmm, cum,” she said quietly. “Yo...

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re-post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.] ===== “What did he do this time?” I heard Jake ask another boy as they walked by my open door. “Mouth off to a teacher is what I heard,” the boy answered. It sounded like Lex. “That’s it?” Jake asked back. “Well it’s hard to buck authority when you’re in love with the headmaster,” Lex answered. “Do they know that everyone else already knows?” was Jake’s newest question. I didn’t hear an answer as they continued to walk away. The next thing I heard was the door to my room being closed and adult male shoes walking towards my bed. Then nothing. No one spoke. No one moved. Nothing was touched. “It has been decided that you will be my Latus.” Mr. Kuri said as he s...

“Shhh, and stay low,” Cam told me as she held my hand and pulled me towards the bridge. She hadn’t told me what she was taking me to see, but she said it was something I would want to see. So I let her lead me. All the way to the edge of town and the Miller Bridge. “We have to crawl from here,” she tells me as she goes down first. I understand now, why she insisted that I wear jeans. I got down on my knees and followed her through some tall grass, around some bushes and into a small thicket of trees that told me that we were now at the edge of the wood lands. We stopped for a moment and I held back asking why since talking would seem to go against the fact that we’re trying to go unnoticed. I had just killed an ant that looked like it wanted to bite me when Cam started to move again. Soon I found myself crawling into a low, leaf covered shelter that had at least one sleeping bag as the floor. It was big enough for at least 4 people to sit or lay down in, but not tall enough...

[ I have a number of short stories over at Tumblr. So short, I don't really like to call them stories. I even labeled them blips in some of the tags. But I promised I would share, so I'm going to pick the longest ones to re post here. And maybe one or two that I really liked that aren't so long.] ===== As if incest wasn’t dirty enough, me and sis do it outside where the neighbors can see. We get comments about it but we’re positive everyone enjoys the show. The comments would have been more colourful, if they didn't just call the cops when seeing us if we had told them that were brother and sister. As far as anyone around here knows, we are just a horny couple living together. I think Kelly wants someone who knows that we related to see us some times. I thought that I saw her old boyfriend when were doing it in the parking lot last week. I didn't stop because I hated the guy and I wanted him to see. I told Kelly how he was looking at us. And how he was ...