Sex in the Sky

Two bi men put on a private show for ladies.

I am a 49 year old bi female. My husband is 51 and also bi. About 10 year ago we were watching an adult movie and it had the girl/girl scene when my husband asked if I ever thought of doing that. I admitted I had. Then he asked if I would do it if I had the chance. I told him yes. Then it was my turn, I asked if he ever thought of doing it with a guy. He told me that he wondered what it would be like to stroke a cock or even suck it. He liked pictures of them. When he focused just on cocks he was curious but when he looked at guys he didn’t have that same desire. He didn’t think that he could actually do it.

A Thanksgiving to remember.

Chapter Two

The alarm went off for the third and last time. If I hit the snooze again it would automatically shut itself off. I had the choice of resetting it completely or getting up. I swore softly and sat upright.

Joe didn’t move a muscle. It was amazing to me that he never heard the buzz that damn clock made. Especially, when he always seemed to manage to wake up on time whenever I wasn’t around. I looked at him. Yep, still sleeping like a baby. That is, if the baby in question looked like a matinee idol.

Frat mission gone wrong leaves Andrew sore.

My name is Andrew. I was just accepted into one of the best colleges in Virginia. I had wanted to go to Virginia Tech all my life and now that I was in I had my eyes set on joining a fraternity. I chose Alpha Gamma Chi. It was a really hard frat to be initiated by.

I approached the Frat open house party as a young and somewhat naïve 18-year old freshman. I was about 6′4 and had dirty blonde hair. My years of being on the school swim team gave me a fit body. I had a naturally large build, more like a football player than a swimmer.

Straight student and older Greek dad.

The place I had rented for two weeks was private in all respects. It was high up towards the top of an ancient village, surrounded by empty land and ruins and concealed by a walled courtyard. Just right for nude sunbathing and wandering around naked. I was taking a year out from college to explore some of the world and had gotten as far as this remote Greek island before deciding to stop for longer than just one night.

As soon as I”d got off the ferry I was approached by an army of locals waving signs advertising rooms to rent and it was easy to find one I wanted. I headed straight for the only girl among the touts. Dark haired, slim and with welcoming eyes she asked me quietly if I needed somewhere to stay. She told me it was high up, away from the tourists and that it was cheap. The remoteness sounded inviting to me and I imagined her visiting to make the beds, maybe staying after to unmake them with me too, if you see what I mean.

He finds someone to love.

It wasn’t a “heavy’ workout like I expected. Pete was very careful about what he had me do. He told me that since I hadn’t worked out in a few years, I needed to take it easy the first few times. He told me that a lot of people who went to the popular “chain’ gyms got put through long exhaustive workouts by the untrained staff which not only caused a great deal of unnecessary muscle pain but could also do damage to their muscles, joints and ligaments. Not to mention the fact that the pain made you less likely to want to work out again. The way to start was slow, causing no pain or damage and build up until you could do those heavy routines without causing any physical problems. What he said made a great deal of sense to me and I followed his instructions to the letter.

He learned a lesson and wants more–and with his kid

“Make me hard again, Bitch.” I sank to my knees once more, and he grabbed my hair in one hand and wiped his cockhead over my face with the other, smearing me with pre-cum. I opened my mouth and tried to suck him in, but he sneered, “Look at you. You’re a big, cock-hungry slut now. You want to swallow another load don’t you?” and he pulled his hardened cock away. “Turn around.”

Still on my knees, I shuffled around in an About-Face. He shoved me, and I fell to all fours. He pulled my ass toward him and gripped the back of my neck, pushing until my face pressed against the damp wooden floor. “Ohmigod, no!! He’s going to fuck me, the ultimate humiliation! How will I ever get over this?? “He spit in his hand, and I trembled. “Oh God, he’s slicking his cock! “Sure enough, the big, bulbous head pressed against my a-hole, and with hands on both my hips, he slowly forced his manhood into me.

A straight man bends a little.

Daniel sat stunned! He just simply could not believe his own reaction to that photograph. Ok, so it was an erotic, perhaps even obscene, photograph, but he had seen erotic photography before without such an immediate and extreme reaction. But here he was, turned on like never before!

Daniel had an obsession. He loved to have his partner tied to the bed, legs and arms spread starfish fashion, and it gave him the greatest thrill to tease and torment them until they almost begged for release into orgasm. He would then tease some more before granting their wish and then, and only then, making love in the more accepted sense. Now, while willing partners were not impossible to come by, this was not everyone’s cup of tea, and since his last ladylove had walked out on him, calling him a ‘weirdo’, ‘control freak’ and worse, he had been unable to fully satisfy his very particular desires.

Half true half not; the greatest job in the world.

It had started back in the winter of 06. I had been a hotel Guest Service Representative for about 4 months. Just having past my probation 4 weeks earlier I was loving it, making higher than minimum wage and being able to save some money for the future. My girlfriend was extremely proud of me as well, saying she couldn’t believe how much progress I had made on the job front. Being that I had found it hard to keep down a job previously, this one was suiting me just fine.

I should explain that I haven’t always had tendencies towards men, I used to be just as homophobic as the majority of guys you meet on the street. But I think it all stemmed from when I was around the age of 14 or 15. Having been taken out of school at grade 8 I didn’t get the high school experience like most boys at that age, perhaps I missed out on the whole girlfriend thing. I think another reason would have been because I had never thought myself to be good looking per se, being a bit overweight did wonders for my self esteem. Perhaps I thought guys would treat me better? Or that they are less likely to judge and more likely to just do it, so to speak.

Daman shows his softer side.

“Disclaimer: Welcome to my world! As always, here comes the disclaimer. You just can’t live without those, can you? My stories are almost always fantasy based, (vampires and werewolves and angels, Oh my!) and this one is no different. This story holds strong BDSM themes as well as Slavery, polyamoury and romance. Mind you, my depiction of Slavery is *not* real life based, it is fantasy, my idea of what real slavery might be like in my fantasy world.

This Chapter has no sex! Yes, it’s true :gasps in horror: This is a short chapter that is plot and character building. If you’re gonna throw a hissy fit because this particular chapter doesn’t have humping, skip it! The next chapter doesn’t have sex either! :grins: However, after chapter six we get back to the dirty love making. Hehe. So, if you guys aren’t into the storyline, and only want the adorable angel boy sex, wait till chapter seven or reread the last few chapters.

Chaos and madness.

“This story is all about gay love. If that offends your delicate sensibilities, or if it is illegal for you to view, take a hike. Characters and places are pure imagination (with a hefty dose of psychosis). Any resemblance to anyone or anything is just a coincidence. A hot coincidence. So very hot…”

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His life was chaos and madness. How did things get so out of control? Less than two weeks. Two stinking weeks and his life went from well-ordered and structured to-

“I’m having you put in the room next to mine. It’s the most secure wing in the house.”