He’s half-naked, his impossibly flawless and muscled torso swaying as he walks past me. He wears a pair of black nylon shorts, the mounds of his plump butt practically bouncing as he walks. He must have just finished running.

“Your sister’s asleep,” he said, and took a gulp of beer. I looked down at the bulge in his drawers. It was conspicuously fat.

A hot Italian landlord gets acquainted with his tenant.

The story of how having sex led me to do drugs.

Three buddies do some age-old college experimentation in this novella-length story.

Lust and a gutter punk.

“Hey, to each his own,” Perry said, “all I know is, I’m gonna lay back and let one of you feast on my butt while I shoot a load.”

“Fuck, you got a big dick,” he said.
“No way. Yours is way bigger.”
“Want to compare?”

He had a big ass. I pulled his cheeks apart. His hole was pink and clean. I poured a little honey down his crack and it drizzled over his hole.

Chris decided, since we were both hard-up, that we should pick up a chick and take turns fucking her. I’d never done a threesome before, so my conception of what would happen wasn’t too clear. And the more I drank the less clear it became, until I only had one objective — I needed to fuck.