Your erotic stories

I heard about the spot in the park from a guy I met online. He was an older white man. Not particularly good looking. Didn't have a great body. Didn't have a great cock, but I needed cock and he was the only one who responded to my craigslist ad that day and I went with it.

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I'm you average 49 year old mid west married guy and this is my first submitted story, I would appreciate any comments or thoughts that you have to offer. I belong to a health club in town here like so many of the other businessmen. This club seems to cater to a more upscale clientele, lawyers, doctors, business executives and the like. It's a good place to go for lunch for a multitude of reasons, not the least of which is avoiding eating!

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When my dear friend Bok called me and said he had big news for our next coffee date, I had a pretty good guess at what it was. He would probably tell me that things were official with Corey, the guy he'd been seeing for the last couple of months. What I didn't expect was how the news would affect me. "Oh my God, Arnold, I can't get enough of his body. In the morning, it's like...we don't even want to get out of bed!" Bok exclaims, grabbing my hand.

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I used to work for the federal government, doing construction and maintenance on radio towers for the Department of Transport. A couple of years ago they privatized the whole section, and I ended up with the choice between working for whoever took it over or taking the work myself. Well, I took it on and now actually do less work for more money.

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"Fuck", I say to him, "if you had a pencil dick, you'd be sliding in there now, right up to your balls, all nine or ten inches of you." "Ten," he says in my ear, nuzzling me. "Ok, ten," I say, my mouth now at his ear. "Whatever," I smirk. 'Ten' I know it is. It's our private joke. We'd measured it how many times.

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Todd Taylor couldn't concentrate; his mind was decidedly not on the test paper in front of him. Instead, it was on the latest obsession that filled his head, the obsession that had kept him from sleeping at night for the last two months, the desire that burned so hot within him, he feared it would drive him mad. What was troubling him was the uncontrollable need to feel a hard cock slide into his mouth and fill him with its cum.

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This is my entry in the 2015 Valentine's Day contest. It's much shorter and very different from last year's entry. I hope my message about love will resonate with you. All characters are over eighteen. Please vote (once) and comment if you like. * Thad crouched in the bushes, waiting for his opportunity to jump the delivery guy. Jimmy, the cool guy, called to have the roses delivered.

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Looking back to the summer I was eighteen I realize I was immature in many ways. For one thing, most kids my age had graduated from high school, but I still had a year to go. I missed most of fifth grade recovering from an auto accident and had to repeat it. It set me back socially as well. I was shy and still felt like an awkward adolescent. As far as sex goes, I would say that at that point I was omnisexual. Everything in the whole damn world turned me on!

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I was on the bay front finishing the last of my 3 mile run. Feeling like I was getting older at my ripe age of 29, I tried to run at least 3 times a week and also workout 3 times a week. My wife Laura loved the results as my 5'8" frame was very toned and tanned. She also liked me to be clean shaven, so I removed most of my body hair to please her. It was fine except when I was in my running shorts which made me a little self-conscience.

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I was putting the finishing touches on a website I developed for a multi-national corporation. I had spent the last year of my life on it and was pretty proud of it. I sat back in my chair and thought about the last year. It started with my divorce. I married right out of college, which was too soon and lasted only two years. I was bummed about it in the beginning, but realized it was the best for all.

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