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<title><![CDATA[Men must fuck]]></title>
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<category>Lust</category>
<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 16:49:12 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>Leave your ass ajar<br />
and you'll be my star.<br />
I will come at night<br />
and feel up how tight<br />
your Holy Sphincter<br />
sucks up my finger.<br />
When I hit prostate, <br />
open as a lad.<br />
Offer your treasure<br />
to the male pleasure <br />
and we'll do what men<br />
have to do, Amen.<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Lust/Men-must-fuck_4289">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Battle of Yanktown]]></title>
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<category>True Stories</category>
<pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 21:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>Another arcade encounter brings release in a most unexpected place.Having travelled half way across the country, one constant source of sexual release for me were adult arcades and bookstores. This was just another night that I expected a fun encounter, but it turned into a weekend of unexpected pleasures. Through the door and down familiar aisles I strode. It was Friday night and to my surprise it was rather dead in the bookstore. Nobody around except for some older, bald guy in the corner looking at sundry porn videos. I figured I might as well toss one off since I was there, so I exchanged a few bills for tokens and headed into the darkness of the arcade.I wasn&rsquo;t really interested in the old guy and figured if he followed me, I didn&rsquo;t want him to walk in, so I latched the door. I plunked the tokens down the slot and switched channels until I found a suitably arousing scene. I dropped my pants and briefs and held my stiff 7 inches tightly in my hand. I heard my door rattle, then the one next door open and close. I looked through the glory-hole and saw a beady eye staring at me. What the hell right, I put on a show.I jacked pretty quickly until the precum began to flow then slowed down with the natural lube dripping from my dick. The movie ended and I switched channels to another hot scene already underway. The young men in the picture were ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/True_Stories/Battle-of-Yanktown_4269">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Put your mouth where your hand is]]></title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 16:08:00 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>Put your mouth where your hand is&hellip;. © Peter Alexander 2010 It wasn&rsquo;t like I was prying, it was lunch break right? I usually go out to a local café, have a smoke and a couple of bacon rolls, but on this occasion I&rsquo;d forgot my bloody fags and had to go back to the office for them. Opening my office door I heard this shuffle and a couple of grunts - who was there, bent proudly across my desk with Heather behind - yes I did say &lsquo;behind&rsquo; and fitted with the latest strap-on taboot, she&rsquo;d obviously been giving Martin a good seeing to. Not knowing quite what to do or say, (it took me a while to regain my senses, I mean who would have thought - Heather of all people, that shy quiet prim and proper assistant of mine having it away with my associate. And he the one with his trousers down too offering himself, ass at full prop, to this demure lady. I decided just to collect what I had come back for, thing is they, the cigarettes, were in my desk drawer which Martin was leant over against, so I simply gave him a nudge, asking him - in his obvious overwhelming embarrassment, to nudge over a bit so I could open the drawer. They sort of just stopped what they were doing, almost if it wasn&rsquo;t happening, that they had really been caught out their little secret and all, I wondered just how long ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Straight_Guy/Put-your-mouth-where-your-hand-is_4274">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Cupid's GPS]]></title>
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<category>Fantasy</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 21:07:50 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>I&rsquo;d just had fitted a new GPS in my car with up to date software and had set off on my weekend break. &ldquo;Turn right at the next junction,&rdquo; the voice said. I hadn&rsquo;t expected the SatNav to direct me to turn off just yet, but the computer probably knew better than me. It was quite a small road, though perhaps it was a shortcut avoiding some road works. &ldquo;After three miles turn right.&rdquo; The voice didn&rsquo;t even seem right this time; it was, well, it was somehow sexier than it used to be. I decided I must be imagining things. I turned onto the road indicated into which was a very narrow lane. I asked myself if this could really be the way so I decided that at the next opportunity I would stop and get out the map and rely on old fashioned printed information. When a road sign came up indicating a picnic area I decided to pull in. Before I did this the voice told me to do just that, to turn into the parking area. I turned and then heard to my astonishment; &ldquo;Park behind the silver Audi.&rdquo; There was in fact only one car to be seen and it was a silver Audi! I pulled up behind it, killed the engine, then I think I heard, though I&rsquo;m still not sure, the voice again say, &ldquo;Now go and chat Mike up!&rdquo; I got out of the car but leaned in again to get my curious ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Fantasy/Cupids-GPS_4271">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[D-Lite]]></title>
<link>http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Masturbation/DLite_4267</link>
<category>Masturbation</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 21:00:21 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>A weekend trip to the adult store brought me more than I had imagined.I had been divorced for several months and had enjoyed the freedom to &ldquo;cruise&rdquo; wherever and whenever I wanted. The novelty had worn off though and work was picking up; there was very little time for me to play. I had a few favorite porn sites and plenty of lube in the house so I was able to take matters into my own hands well enough. Soon though even that became boring.I tried several times to make quick hook-ups online, but there are days when those arrangements just never work out. It had been one of those weekends and I was horny as hell. I decided to make a visit to an arcade for a change of pace and maybe even pick up a few new movies.My pulse always quickens when I pull into the drive of an arcade, never knowing what adventure awaits inside. I parked the car and entered an adult store I had never visited before. This place was huge inside and looked like a supermarket of sex. I had never seen so many sex toys and there were walls of them.There were couples, single men and single women throughout the store. It was strange because I rarely saw women in the other stores, much less the attractive type that were here. I browsed the toys for a very long time, then came to a section of a multitude of dildos. The thought had never ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Masturbation/DLite_4267">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A surprise for John]]></title>
<link>http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Shemale/A-surprise-for-John_4266</link>
<category>Shemale</category>
<pubDate>Tue, 16 Mar 2010 20:58:55 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>It was a busy day at work when I got a text message from John asking what I was doing that night. I replied that I had no plans. He told me he was leaving work early, if I wanted to stop by for a lil bit I was more than welcome. I told him I would. I did want to talk to him about a small trip I was planning. I got to John's by 5:15 and took a quick shower to freshen up. Quickly put on thigh highs, short skirt and blouse, a touch of make-up and a wig. When I entered John was on the couch watching TV. I cuddled up next to him, gave him a nice long kiss and said hello. We chatted a lil bit when he mentioned the new lingerie catalog on the coffee table. He told me since I've lost a good amount of weight that I might need to get some new lingerie. I was happy he mentioned it, since it was 19 lbs. John noticed and would give positive reinforcement on everything I did. Talking and acting more feminine when dressed, trying to fulfill his desires, everything. I gave him a loving thank you kiss to show my appreciation. After, I told him my plans to go up to Boston for a few days to see my parents and a few friends. John knew my parents wouldn't approve of our relationship and I would be going alone. He didn't have a ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Shemale/A-surprise-for-John_4266">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[How good can it get?]]></title>
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<category>Serial Stories</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:49:00 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>How good can it get? © Peter Alexander 2010 I am so lucky a guy, I feel on top of the world since I met Jeffrey, he is my one and only . I remember those first weeks with him when all the doldrums in my life faded away, from the first time we met at a Gay club in Torquay and the first time we bedded. I recall that first time we bedded with deep ardour, all that exploration, all that learning about each other, idiosyncrasies and all, now it has become part and parcel about what is our relationship, the things we do, the things we both know gives us mutual pleasure so much warmth and passion. One of the things I love to do is pamper Jeff before he wakes, closing up to him, running my fingers down his torso as I lay behind him until I find that certain place so sensual as I cradle all my left hand, massaging him there as I hear him grunt but not quite awake yet, but not for very much longer am I able to cradle him in one hand, I delight in feeling him grow so quickly until, it is so wonderful like magic it grows so very big, so hard and yet still so gorgeously flexible I cant hold him in just one hand any more so I roly-poly. his stiffness lodged firmly between my palms him, then I ball him, gently stretching them and teasing with the ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Serial_Stories/How-good-can-it-get_4260">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[To rim Tim to the moon]]></title>
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<category>Lust</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 10:13:49 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>I luv man cunt<br />
when it sits blunt<br />
right on my face<br />
as is the case<br />
when my mate Tim<br />
needs a good rim.<br />
I lick my soul<br />
into his hole<br />
while it opens <br />
and re-opens<br />
all afternoon<br />
till shines the moon.<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Lust/To-rim-Tim-to-the-moon_4272">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[I love the man]]></title>
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<category>Love</category>
<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 10:13:10 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>I love the man who&rsquo;s by my sideHas spent the night, rebuilt my pride.He lies there sleeping now content.All his ardor now is spent.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.I saw him by the watersideHe spoke and I couldn&rsquo;t push asideThe overwhelming need to beWith this man who&rsquo;s set me freeI love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.His beauty like a full flood tideBrought forth a love which won&rsquo;t subside.A love of men, which had been buriedBeneath the need to be married.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.My deepest feelings which I did hideHave now burst forth from deep inside.The kissing of a cheek unshavedThe worship of a cock I&rsquo;ve craved.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.I have, the real me, for years deniedSubsumed beneath a deadening pride.But now that truth I&rsquo;d kept at bayI&rsquo;ll sweep away; I&rsquo;m out! I&rsquo;m gay!I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.To this new world he&rsquo;s been my guideFrom the past I&rsquo;ve been untied,A past so narrow, so constrainedA promised future unrestrained.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.His love swept oe&rsquo;r me like the tideHis mighty cock filled me inside.He pushed and pummeled and did dischargeHis precious load from his dick so large.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my side.I love the man who&rsquo;s by my sideHas spent the night, and built my pride.Drained me of my precious seedTold me of his lifelong need.He loves the man who&rsquo;s by his side!<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/Love/I-love-the-man_4278">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Steamroom encounter]]></title>
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<category>College</category>
<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 20:46:00 -0400</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Copyright &copy; 2010 Sticky Pen<br/><br/>I usually go to the gym several days a week if I can. This day I did my reps, squats and other calisthenics. It had been a good workout, and I was sweaty, and looked forward to taking a hot shower. I peeled off my clothes and threw them into my locker, and walked naked to the shower room with my towel slung over my shoulder. Once there, though, I had a rude shock. There was no hot water. So I took a quick cold rinse and headed for the steam room. Once inside, I leaned back against the warm tiled wall and let the hot moisture caress my body. I sat directly opposite the only other person there. He was a blonde good-looking guy that I had seen around campus. I think he was a sophomore. He had short hair and the tight streamlined body of a swimmer. I had seen him at a couple swim meets. He was quite good. But for some reason he seemed nervous. He had a thin white towel wrapped around his waist while I was naked with my legs spread in front of him so that he could plainly see my balls and soft cock resting on my seat. I couldn't help it but the sight of him there, looking so fresh and clean made my dick start to lengthen against my leg. He averted his eyes when he saw my condition so I grabbed my towel and placed in over my lap with ...<br/><br/><a href="http://www.stickypen.com/Stories/College/Steamroom-encounter_4259">Get The Full Story At Sticky Pen</a>]]></description>
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