*** Beau takes his old friend Archie to the next phase of the country club treatment. The lounge is a very pleasurable place for staff and club members. *** CHAPTER 2 While we were showering, Archie was still speechless. Oh how I wanted to stand behind him and rub his body with my hands from his chest down to his lovely manhood. It would not be the first t...
The plane ride in from London had been long and crowded, and passport and customs lines and the effervescent Panos were the last things I wanted to see when I was disgorged into the hot and busy immigration hall at Ben Gurion Airport. I wanted nothing more than a stiff glass of scotch on the rocks, a shower, and four hours of sleep in a Tel Aviv hotel room b...
After we'd cleaned up from our little roll in the hay at his place, Peter Blair took me over to the Loudon County Court offices, which proved to be not more than three blocks from his old townhouse, near the major intersection where Route 7 coming out of Washington, and Route 15 coming down from Maryland at Point of Rocks converged—both old stage coach roads...
Michael had to admit that Daniel seemed to do pretty well with himself even one handed, especially since he was sure the man was right handed. For a moment he was a bit worried Daniel really wouldn't need him. In fact he watched with amazement as Daniel dug his keys out of his right pocket with his left hand, and unlocked the door. Michael followed him in....
Having fed on my cock and ass inside his truck cab, the trucker had let out a howl I was sure could be heard all over the rest stop. "Man that was good. That's one tasty cock and ass you've got, Dude," he exclaimed. I pulled my leg from around his back, turned around, moved over and above him, and straddled his lap, between him and the steering wheel. This...
The German police detective, Sigmund Frist, who had been plowing his American counterpart, Clint Folsom, the previous night couldn't have picked a worse time to want further attention from Folsom. Folsom had gone to sun bathe and to dry out the effects of a raucous night topside on the MS River God as it shot down the most scenic segment of the Rhine. But he...
I feel like a fool. Many would say I should have seen it coming. But I didn't, and it wasn't something that crept up on me and that I might have adjusted to—although I have no idea what comes after being a stud top. Do you? Still, when it came, it fell on me like a load of bricks, because I didn't see it coming. It's a heartbreak. The hiatus may have had a...
Oh, great. Now, on top of everything else, the power had gone out. The snow was piling up—it was still snowing—I was all alone on Christmas Eve, and the power was off. I'd had an appointment at an old, rich guy's house and now that wasn't going to happen—not because the power went off but because the snow was drifting and I wasn't about to be out driving in...
David was a good student. He loved languages and especially Latin. He had a tutor not in order to get a better grade in class, but because he really liked reading Latin. He liked the stories. Recently, David had become particularly interested in stories about homosexuality in Rome and in ancient Greece. Everybody knew that those Greek dudes were into young...
The dark head slowly rose, followed by the rest of the large, powerful body. Kneeling for an hour or more did not come easy when one's legs were not human but goat. Sotirios groaned softly as he stretched, his hands rubbing over his face and his closely trimmed beard. Prostration was easier, but he felt a personal touch to his prayers, such as making things...