Bobby made me his faggot with his legs. My smooth-skinned, skinny-legged 18-year-old high school buddy wrestled me one day, dominating me totally in his brutal scissor holds and "forcing" me to have sex with him. I say it that way because I was just waiting for the chance to be his and in wrestling and squeezing me half to death in his powerful young legs th...
When Lyle Quigley went to the grocery store that afternoon in June, he was expecting to pick up a few things he wife asked him to pick up and get back to enjoy the peaceful solitude of his house while the wife was at work. At 64 the retired railroad worker was a long way from the reckless man he had been once not long ago, but then he saw someone that broug...
East Herkimer, New York, a town in the central part of New York State located just off the Thruway. A sleepy place that isn't much different today than it was back in 1973, when this story took place. *** It looked like every insect that was attracted to light was buzzing around the bare bulb that was supposed to illuminate the area around the door of the...
I once fantasized about sucking off a cross-country team. That morphed into this story set in a dystopian future. Thanks, as always, to LarryInSeattle. =========== The problem with choosing the full marathon is the wait, Chd thought to himself. Worse, if you want a good spot along the bar, you had to get there early. He was ready and waiting a good twe...
Pulling back the covers I could see his erection in his boxers. I waited a little while trying to breath as calmly as possible while admiring the shape it made pressed against the loose cotton. Carefully I moved my hand up the leg of his boxers until I could feel his hairy testicles with my fingers, this made my skin shiver and my lips burn. He stirred a sec...
*All characters in this story are over 18 years old.* "Tonight?" popped up a text on my phone. "Yes Daddy," I quickly texted back. I had met this man at a transgender support group, we had both been born female, but had been on testosterone for over a decade, as well as having had our breasts surgically removed. To anyone at the local gay leather bar,...
I live in Manhattan, in the heart of New York City. Well, almost the heart. I live on the Upper West Side, a fancy area, but I could only afford a small apartment there. Still, it costs a fortune each month in rent, but it's conveniently located, as it's near everything. Plus, I don't have to own a car. I can take the bus or the subway (or in a pinch, a taxi...
Installing a ceiling fan is something I suppose that I could have done myself, but after I passed 60 I've discovered that getting up on ladders doesn't have the appeal that it once did, so with that in mind I decided to let a professional do it this time. When the man arrived last Tuesday morning, I was positive that I had made the right decision, because...
Two friends play out a ritual during the summer of 1973. ... Chapter One: Anticipation. The shower turned off, causing my heart to start beating even faster. The bathroom door was about 6 feet away from the bed where I was pretending to sleep, and I saw the shadows of movement break the light at the bottom of that door. On the other side of that door...
It was a sunny Saturday morning in June. I was jogging in the park near my place. The sun was starting to get hot against my skin. All around me, joggers were starting to lose their t-shirts to run bare-chested and enjoy the heat. The sight of all these lovely muscled guys was starting to excite me. I completed my running and decided to stop a few minutes o...