GAY STORIES
The blinding pain slams me around, flips me over. I land hard on my back. Mechanically, like a clockwork doll, I grab my arm. It's bleeding. Another explosion, this one further away, and another hail of bullets. I skitter backwards. I look and see my battalion racing forwards, fanning out through...
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My wife's brother stayed with us this past summer. Originally I wasn't too keen on having this 19 year old street tough around, but as things developed, I'm glad my wife talked me into it. She's 22 and I'm 23, by the way. When Tim arrived, he looked exactly like I remembered him. Leather jacket,...
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Blue Milk, everybody had to have it. The first true aphrodisiac. One
sip or mixed in another drink and the recipient was taken over by
uncontrollable lust. Yea, right. But it was the latest craze
sweeping the nation and my paper wanted a story. Kind of the latest
fad of the month fluff piece.
LESBIAN STORIES
Me and my friends Linda and Kim had just arrived at the camp grounds. We were really excited to have a weekend camping with just us girls. I am 21 yrs old and both Linda and Kim are 22, we go the the same college were we meet and became very close friends. When we got to camp we set up our tent and...
Continue »ANOTHER LOINCLOTH STORY
A couple of weeks later I was over at Billy's house, and his mother was at the store. Billy asked if I wanted to see his Indian costumes. I said yes, not knowing what to expect. Billy took me up to his room and pulled out a box which had several items, including two loincloths made of soft cotton cloth. Billy wasted no time stripping naked and putting one of them on, and strutted around the room showing it off. He looked really good in it. Then he suggested I try the other one, and I stripped and put it on. It felt really neat. My mother always bought me tight briefs, and the loincloth felt nice and loose, and my privates could bounce around in it.
A couple of weeks later I was over at Billy's house, and his mother was at the store. Billy asked if I wanted to see his Indian costumes. I said yes, not knowing what to expect. Billy took me up to his room and pulled out a box which had several items, including two loincloths made of soft cotton cloth. Billy wasted no time stripping naked and putting one of them on, and strutted around the room showing it off. He looked really good in it. Then he suggested I try the other one, and I stripped and put it on. It felt really neat. My mother always bought me tight briefs, and the loincloth felt nice and loose, and my privates could bounce around in it.
