Brothers (m/m)

I have two brothers one of which I don’t talk to very often and the other that I have always been quite close with. He is three years older than I but I stand about a foot taller than him. He has always had trouble with being the smaller big brother. Even as we were growing up the size competition was everywhere. Height, length of hair and even size of our penises. He was larger than I but I was longer so we would call it a draw.

You might be asking how we knew the sizes of each other’s penises. Well it started when we were younger. We had a stepdad that was very sexual and sometimes inappropriate with us. We would bath together and he would come in and sit and watch and it was him that pointed out or size difference. He would ask us to stand up and look at him. He would massage our privates until we had little hard ons and then tell us his thoughts. We didn’t think anything of it at the time. Looking back on it now he was a sexual predator that loved small boys. It wasn’t long before mom discover this and called the cops on him and soon after divorced him.

My Sons Girlfriend

My Sons GF

Not too long ago my wife was out of town on business. My oldest daughter was away at school and my 20 year old son, Scott, was at work. I thought since nobody was home I’d spend some time at the golf club with the guys. When I got home and went upstairs to take a shower. I had my earbuds in listening to music so I didn’t hear any noise in the house. I hit my bedroom and stripped down. I turned on the shower, extra hot, and waited for a good steam to build. I got in and took a good long steam shower. It felt so fucking good to wash off the day.

I got dressed in some very loose fitting gym clothes. I wasn’t leaving the house so I skipped the underwear. My plan was to fix a drink and sit and watch some television. I opened the bedroom door and started to head downstairs. I could hear some noise from the family room. The TV was on. I could see into the room to see my son’s girlfriend, Kendra, stretched out on the couch watching a show. When I walked in I caught her taking a selfie to send to Scott. I jokingly said to her that I bet he really enjoyed the view.

My own personal porn star [f]

I have a Google Drive folder and a Whatsapp account full of photos and videos of my girlfriend doing all sorts of filthy things. Sometimes solo, sometimes with me.

When we make a video I normally come up with a BDSM style ordeal to put her through. She’s submissive and enjoys pain, so our sex life is very rough, which we both love.

To help you imagine my personal porn star, she’s a very curvy brunette with enormous tits and a collection of very slutty outfits. I wouldn’t describe her as a show off, but when the camera turns on, she goes into performance mode.

Here’s a description of my favourite video.

We were in a small room with a camera on each side at head height for her, when she’s on all fours. In front of one camera was a dildo stuck to a bench at pussy height. She was dressed in a PVC body, with a zip down the middle that runs from her neck right down and around to her arse. So she’s dressed, yet everything is exposed. I put her in a collar, lead and a ballgag. I fucking love to see her in a ballgag. It makes me feel extra dominant and want to treat her badly.

[MF] Alice in Anal Land…

(this is a consolidation and more polished re-write of a story I wrote in three several posts a couple of years ago…)

Disclaimer and Content Warning: The following story is based on real events, with some minor changes to protect people’s anonymity and to improve the narrative flow. It involves repeated occurrences of a dangerous sexual practice: ass-to-pussy switching (also known as “a2p” or “atp”). While it was very much consensual, it was definitely not “safe or sane” and only somewhat “risk aware” at the time. I’d be a LOT more reticent about that practice nowadays – at the very least I’d have a pre-negotiation that involved an explicit discussion of risks. But back then, I was a lot less knowledgeable about these issues, and I must confess, I wasn’t really thinking with my brain at the time. And also, this was a series of bareback hookups – another massively unwise thing to do. So yes, the narrator in the story is me, but a younger, more selfish, more irresponsible version of me from years ago.

Anyway…

Her name was Alice. (Well, actually it wasn’t, but that’s what I’m going to call her.)

My Best Friend & I Used to Masturbate to Each Other [MF]

Yeah this story is a little weird.

I used to date a guy in law school and we had REALLY good sex. I was really inexperienced at the time and he definitely awakened my kinky side and subsequently ignited a very fun slut stage that lasted for several years.

Years later he moved back to my city, but we were both in relationships so the romantic aspect of our relationship faded and we became best friends. I realize that sounds shady, but our romantic relationship had been pretty tumultuous and we both knew it would never be a healthy long term thing. I think sometimes we’d both feel a bit of a spark and then remember the roller coaster that had been our courtship and quickly shut things down. Plus, we were both in very happy relationships and didn’t want to risk our friendship because at the time we honestly did understand each other really well and were important to each other.

[PIC] Adventures of Miss Peach [MF] – “I WANT IT” – Following my directions in order to cum

[The smile says it all…](http://imgur.com/a/vgAjfqc)

Orgasm Denial, Impact, Restraints, Watch Us, Hair Pulling, Butt Plug, Long Read

Miss Peach looked to her left, into the floor-to-ceiling mirror.  Her man’s iron grip was holding a fistful of her hair on top.  She was on her knees, leaning forward with both her hands resting on either thigh of her Mr. Big.  His thigh muscles hard beneath her fingers.  His thick, pulsing cock inches away from her eager mouth.

How did we get here?

We pulled up slowly and she got into the back seat of the Didi.  As always, seated behind the driver so he can’t see her man slide his hand between her thighs, beneath her panties and stroking her wet HEAT.

She was dressed casually, blue jean skirt, high slit in the center middle. Cut just high enough to make all the boys look twice…  On top she was wearing a thin, leopard print blouse, vaguely transparent, open just enough at the front exposing the tops of her breasts, highlighted by the gold chain dangling below her neck and settled on the soft white skin of her chest.

Kept In The Family

LONG READ:

I was staying at my fiancée, Amber’s, apartment one weekend. Nothing out of the ordinary as we preferred to spend our free time together anyway (I mean, we are getting married). She came to pick me up at my apartment with our kids, per usual, we stopped and grabbed some wine and liquor, per usual, and proceeded to her place. She told me that her younger(half) sister, Dina, was going to be staying there for a while. She’d just left her child’s father because he was abusive to her, in front of their child at that. I’d heard stories about how their relationship was but never really paid it any mind. Wasn’t my issue to be concerned about, plus, this woman had a mouth and was extremely aggressive.

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The Video Chat – PART 3 – (M4M) – a porn model, sugar daddy story with a twist

Make sure you read Parts 1 and 2 first! They’re in my profile/feed

PART 3:

Logan sent Patrick his address and within thirty minutes, a driver in a black Mercedes-Benz picked him up and took him to the airport. Logan flew via private jet from West Palm Beach to New York City’s JFK airport. From there, Logan was escorted to a helicopter where the pilot informed him their flight would only take about twenty minutes.

Until now, Logan hadn’t been too surprised by the VIP treatment. A chauffeur and even a private jet were not new experiences to him. He made a lot of money from modeling and had many wealthy friends. But something about the helicopter made him feel like he had reached a new level.

He pulled out his phone and texted his talent agent, Chris: omg, I’m on a helicopter rn, leaving JFK to meet Patrick Halliday upstate.

Chris replied: Damn kid! That’s hot! Pretty soon you won’t even need me!

Logan replied with a frowny face.

The Video Chat – PART 3 – (M4M) – a porn model, sugar daddy story with a twist

Make sure you read Parts 1 and 2 first! They’re in my profile

PART 3:

Logan sent Patrick his address and within thirty minutes, a driver in a black Mercedes-Benz picked him up and took him to the airport. Logan flew via private jet from West Palm Beach to New York City’s JFK airport. From there, Logan was escorted to a helicopter where the pilot informed him their flight would only take about twenty minutes.

Until now, Logan hadn’t been too surprised by the VIP treatment. A chauffeur and even a private jet were not new experiences to him. He made a lot of money from modeling and had many wealthy friends. But something about the helicopter made him feel like he had reached a new level.

He pulled out his phone and texted his talent agent, Chris: omg, I’m on a helicopter rn, leaving JFK to meet Patrick Halliday upstate.

Chris replied: Damn kid! That’s hot! Pretty soon you won’t even need me!

Logan replied with a frowny face.

I 20 [M] got with the bar lady 51 [F] at our sports club – part 5

I could’ve made this 20 pages long, but I had to make this as concise as I can. So hope you guys enjoy reading it!

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Having spoken about our sexual fantasies a fair few times, my main one stemming from my exhibitionist side is male stripping type stuff. My ideal would be like the dancing bear porn every lad has seen.

Well a couple weeks later, having shagged Jenny a few times during the week, we are back at the club. Just Jenny and I talking by the bar and she asks me if I’ve worked behind a bar before. I haven’t though I have done some cocktail mixing stuff for some parties my parents have thrown, I usually am the go to man for a nice drink I can’t lie. Im just not that big of a fan of beer to be honest!

Well the reason she actually asked was because she was having a bunch of her girlfriends over for a party and wondered if I would do some cocktail mixing for her, she made sure that she will make it worth my time. So I obliged…