By the fifth night of kneeling between Billy's legs, I was pretty darn good at 'polishing his knob'...one of many euphemisms he used whenever he was in the mood for a blowjob. "Okay, sweetie, time to sample the sausage" - "Play a tune on my skin flute, Johnny" - "Go ahead and suck the sugar-stick, sweetie" - "Gobble the goop, cutie" - and my least favorite,...
Out In the Open Nick and Matthew didn't wake up until the afternoon. By then, Matt had convinced Nick to stay a bit longer, and the beach hunk tempted him into it by making lunch for the two of them—dressed in literally nothing but an apron. They ate some pasta together and then stayed in Matt's room, playing Madden 15 in their underwear. For the first tim...
This is the continuation of my story of how I discovered sex again after a failed marriage and the sad ending of my first gay encounter. It had taken some almost unrelated events for me to find sex again and then I'd discovered it in a most unlikely place – an allotment. However, considering that I was named Oliver Chatterley and my friend's name was Cliff...
THE DISCOVERY Jeffrey and Scott were sitting the rustic living room of the summer cabin owned by Jamie's parents. They had arrived on Friday evening and Scott had an enjoyable weekend. The parents Peter and Claudia had returned home late Sunday evening leaving the two teens to enjoy a week at the cabin. Peter and Claudia still worked but the boys were home...
Every weekday was the same for Derek. He would attend his classes at Cal State Fullerton, hang out with friends, and return home for the night. It seemed to be such a normal routine for the typical college student. But on a Monday afternoon, during the cool and serene month of April, the breaking of the cycle would be based on a crucial decision not only on...
In a land far from here many years ago, there were but two classes of people. There were the owners and there were the owned. It was into this world that Jarrod was born. He was born owned. His parents, if you could call them that, were owned by Mistress Delschant. She was a famous breeder of slaves in her day and her slave sales were the most popular in th...
Author's Notes: Thanks to all who left feedback and who left their rating for the last installment. I really appreciate it. Hope you will consider leaving some comments on this one if you should read it. The last one was predominately set-up and backstory. In this installment, the main characters get down to it... And so, I would like to remind you once agai...
It was a 1957 Studebaker Golden Hawk, black with tan interior. The golden Hawk had a supercharger. Basically a supercharger is a compressor that pressurizes the fuel system on the car. It made about as much difference between the Golden Hawk and most cars as there was between a kerosene lamp and a blowtorch. The cars styling was as sexy as you could get, a l...
"C'mon up," the voice boomed. 'C'mon down!' I muse, 'Sounds like the announcer on that game show.' Ivan? Michael? Hard to tell who on the intercom sometimes. The familiar click of the door lock opening. 'Okay,' I tell myself, 'here goes.' 'That's what I said the very first time I came over,' I am remembering. And that bit about the game show.' 'We...
4-28-15 One Amazingly enough, the sun was shining outside. And I didn't mind that one little bit. We didn't get enough days like that. Although I loved the cool green damp of the typical northern coast in the City, my body occasionally craved the sunshine, even if my eyes weren't used to the shock. Sunshine. Rest and relaxation. It's why we were here....