Hi all! Here is the next installment! Thanks to everyone who sent me kind words over the past several weeks—you guys are great! A little update for those who have ever so kindly expressed their concern: my brother is doing fantastically! Almost done with physical therapy and almost at full recovery of strength in his legs. His husband has been amazing and I...
I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...
"Ohhh, yesss...that is sooo nice...your hands are sooo magical," I heard Terry the Towel Boy say to someone. I craned my neck to peer between two bodies and saw Willie Mumphrey, an aide to Congressman Hecker, showing one of his drawings to Terry. The Congressman himself immediately joked, "Yes, and his hands sketch very well, too!" I had seen those drawin...
If you are reading this, hopefully you are already up to speed with the events of my first story, "Let's Make a Deal," in which I chronicled the mostly true story of the hottest sexual experience of my life. If you haven't, please go back and read about the camping trip turned sex-fest with my hunk of a best friend who I had secretly lusted after for years,...
All characters in this story are above the age of 18. ***** It had been a long day and an ever longer swim practice. I had just walked back to my apartment. I was actually beginning to think that I could relax tonight and not have to service Ben or Dan. I had not seen either one of them in over a week now, as I rode the elevator up to my floor and walked t...
*The following account is based on a true story* *** "How about this? I'll make you a deal..." Oh great, Tyler's "deals" were usually nonsensical scenarios where both sides of the deal completely benefited himself. "If you let me have the good bedroom, I'll let you touch my dick." What? Holy shit, where did that come from? He really was drunk. Okay, I h...
Sunday morning, June 9, 1996...it was our first anniversary and just over a couple of weeks shy of my forty second birthday. My eyes fluttered open to see 9:47 displayed on the digital clock by our bed. I felt Chik's warm mouth gently nursing on the head of my morning hard-on and I looked down over the crest of my belly to see his head barely bobbing under t...
All characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** It had been four days since Dan and Ben had shown up at my apartment, followed by my friend Tim. I had seen Tim every day at school and spoken to him. He was getting better in dealing with what happened to him. He seemed less jumpy and far less depressed. I had been worried about him, for obvious r...
I am sorry for the delay in posting chapter 5, life and writers block got in the way. * Normally when I wake up I need to take a pee. But this morning it felt like I needed to take a dump. That feeling woke me up with a start as I recalled my ass was full of butt plug. Then the memories came flooding back. Instantly my heart starting beating faster, my che...
This is the story of how a whole bunch of locals, almost all of whom were over 60, found ourselves renovated, refreshed, rejuvenated and freshly horny. Oh we weren't all physically transported back in time and neither were we truly rejuvenated but we certainly had years knocked off our mental ages and years added onto our sex lives too! I'm not entirely cer...