This story is a work of fact and not a figment of my sexual imagination. My second, and longest, time with a guy happened at university when I was twenty-one. And it happened with a guy I’d known for two years! His name was Mike and he was a good looking guy with an athletic…
Sit back, Love. Open your legs a little wider. No, relax, lean right back… That’s it, I push your knees apart, looking at you, as I sink down between them. Watch me stroke your crotch, as I gaze up with wide eyes. Do you like this, me touching you? Oh, I know you do. I…
My first experience with another cock as a sex object,r ather than playing with my own or seeing other guys’ cocks in the gym showers, happened when I was 18 years old whilst on holiday in Atlanta, Georgia. It happened on a family exchange visit whilst I stayed with a cute couple in their late…
I strip. Naked now, I’m feeling extremely horny with my sexual tension and frustration at their heights. Blood is pulsing throughout my body and nowhere stronger than in my cock. Acorn sized when cold and soft, three inches of decent meat when warm and soft. Pubes short but not shaved smooth at present; just growing…
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Message begins: “Hiya, lad. It’s me. I said I’d call and leave you a message… I feel really embarrassed now, just talking to nothing but your ears (even though your ears aren’t there). But remember, I said that…
To his right was a brand new box of man-sized tissues and a small bottle of baby oil, Harry’s favourite lubricant. To his left was a small digital alarm clock, correct to within one second. He sat on the edge of his bed, anxiously wringing his hands as he watched the time tick by ever…
This story only available on Lush Stories, and if you are reading this elsewhere, it has been stolen, and the thief’s Happy Bits will no longer make them feel Happy. So there. I peek around the door jamb at you. There you are, tapping away at your keyboard, writing, writing, writing. I hate to disturb…
I’m happily married and prefer women but am attracted by the idea of gay encounters. I had fantasised about it quite lot and often got hard at the thought of taking a strange guy’s cock in my hand and pumping the soft, hard shaft until the jism shot out of it. I’d also love to…
I have been inspired recently by my wife for whom I have written a few dirty stories and by some of the fantastic contributions to Lush. I only discovered this after my wife told me what a good writer I was and I innocently searched for sex stories. As I say, I have recently written…
The Network Boy (6) The Driving Test. Life under the wing of the network was becoming an exciting and eye opening experience. I duly passed my driving test in a fashion that could only be network organized. I had taken a course of lessons as any normal young guy would do, but when it came…
My eyes are closed. My hand moves faster and faster. My nuts begin to swell and tighten. Pre-cum drips out the end of my cock, as I knead and twist it. I’m picturing her, I’m biting and licking my lips as the feeling gets more and more intense. I open my eyes to see the…
I noticed, after catching Rob masturbating over my wife, that he had trouble taking his eyes off her. When he thought no one was watching, he would stare at her small, tight bottom and pert breasts. On occasion, I saw him rearrange his cock in his shorts, obviously getting hard looking at her. As the…
I had just moved into the flat across the landing. It was one of those Yale locks and silly me – I locked myself out. I had said hello to you once when I was moving my stuff in. I saw you were checking me out. I was in my tight grey leggings that day….
We had arranged to go on our first ever group holiday with friends. We were going to be sharing an apartment with our friends, Rob and Claire. Rob and I have been good friends for many years. We usually worked on our cars and bikes together. They were in their mid 40s and we were…
This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. One day, anybody who is lucky enough reaches a point when they can finally say they had their first kiss (a proper full-on grown-up-type snog). The first of my friends to have theirs was Jo. All my other…
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