Sweat poured off Deacon's body as he pumped his hard cock inside Dave's tight asshole. "Yeah take it all you silly little bitch," Deacon yelled as he slapped his partner's tight ass with pure lust. Dave reached down between his legs and tugged his own cock milking in hard as his lover pumped his ass with his tool. God this was hot sweaty male on male sex ju...
When the day came I packed up my things and headed back to school. I still remember the feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. Owen and I had decided to be friends and nothing more. So that morning he came to wish me well. I told him about my bad feeling. “I’m sure everything will be fine,” he said. I thought maybe he might be right. I kissed him goodby...
The limo was where I expected it to be in the VIP parking lot of the airport serving the capital city of the forgettable southern state located between somewhere and somewhere else—for those of us from the West Coast, most of these states down in this region are forgettable. The Limo wasn't parked up at the well-lit side near the terminal but back toward th...
This is a story of fiction, any similarities to real people or events is merely coincidental. In British slang "to trump" means to expel gas through the anus often in a highly audible way. I guess there are other things that one can "trump" out of their ass. * When I got out of college, my aspirations were to be the best political candidate the nation wou...
I shouldn't have been surprised to see Gordon Fields standing next to the vintage Bentley when our plane floated down onto the tarmac at the Key West International Airport, but I was. It hit me then that I hadn't really given any thought to Theo Kline's invitation to visit him in Key West or to where life had taken him in the nearly two decades since that su...
A month had passed since my first encounter with Bob and I couldn't get my mind off of him. After an amazing night of sex in his house, we adjourned to his dock on a creek behind his house to enjoy some champagne. We celebrated me, as he put it. I certainly was up for that. I had just had the best few hours of my life. We slugged down a couple bottles of bub...
After leaving the check-in counter I went straight to the flight gate. In the next row across from my seat I saw one of the guys from the hostel I'd been staying at in Bondi. He and his group has been on the beach all week chatting up every group of girl in sight. One of the guys had caught my eye with his sculptured build, shaved head, and perfect smile, of...
Traveling by air during the winter has its attendant risks of flight delays and cancellations, and on a flight from Columbus to Dallas on a Friday night some years ago I found myself grounded for the night in St. Louis. The airline collected my fellow unfortunates and me and loaded us onto an airport bus bound for a nearby hotel. We queued up in front of the...
Part 21. A Happy Ending?: Jason's Perspective Before he could raise his shirt too far, though, his cell phone on the night stand next to the bed began to ring. Dammit! It figured that his wife would pick now to call and check in on him! "Hold that thought!" he grinned as he got up off the bed and grabbed his phone. "It's Jeff Prescott with PST," he said to...
Author's note: Okay, chapter 7 ladies and gentlemen. I hope you all like it. Also, this will most likely be one the last sexless chapter of this story, so be prepared for that if you want to continue reading it in the future. Enjoy ;) --- Connor's POV: What did I get myself into just now? This whole thing was bound to be a disaster from the get-g...