Voyeurism Stories

Two rivalry twins realize the importance of family and love after a huge fight.

The divorce was final. I had full custody of our daughter, Laney. She had just turned fourteen. This is my memory of our first night together at my place. She wanted to take a bath. She wanted me to be in the bathroom next to the tub. She wanted me to wash her. I did.

A couple of college guys decide to go to the races on the weekend to meet girls, get drunk, and get laid. They hook-up with some female friends, and the sex is hot, heavy, and often! Road head? Check. Group sex? Check? Teen sex? Check. True story? Mostly check! A huge amount of sex, and a pretty decent short story too!

David, after three years in Naples, Italy, gets discharged from the Navy and come home to San Francisco to meet his new step-father. Imagine his surprise when he finds out his mother has married a black man. When Alexia, his step-father's daughter comes to San Francisco for a visit, David is attracted to her. They have some fun times together then, in the family pool, they start to make love. But who's watching them and knows what they are doing and what is their motive?

In 1960, I was a shy, skinny fourteen-year-old kid. I had no self-confidence, and I was scared to death of girls. My knowledge of human sexuality had more holes in it than my dad's rusty Chevy. Then the Myers family moved in across the street, and my sex education program kicked into high gear. A memoir of a boy's first experience with sex, and love.

Growing up in a small town in southeastern Georgia in the 1960’s wasn’t quite as idyllic as Mayberry, but my time there was made a lot better by having Daisy Taylor in my life. She was a pugnacious, kind of bratty tomboy who became my first love. Together, we explored the blooming sexuality of our teen years.