*Sorry for the delay, I recently had to do a lot of studying and had very little time for Lit, but I hope I can churn out a few more stories now. All characters are 18+* * Brekken was the name of the Scots-Irish cook. He was a mostly strait man, but he had found out that he had a fondness for boys later in life. He liked to watch the younger sailors with...
I had two weeks of vacation and planned to enjoy my time off with a canoe trip through Minnesota's Boundary Waters. My girlfriend couldn't get away from work, so I was on my own. I loaded the truck with my fishing gear, tied the canoe on top and left Portland late Sunday night. By Monday afternoon, I was flying down State Highway 20 in the middle-of-fucking-...
My stories that are posted under "That Moment When..." are supposed to be short stories to help stimulate your mind to the possibilities of how they could play out. That makes for great reading as you can usually see several ways. However, when I posted this in a much shorter version elsewhere, my readers kept asking for it to continue, so it is a much longe...
I awoke the next morning to the sight of Roy's wadded up boxers lying on his empty bed and the sound of the shower already running. He had been naked in the room with me again and I had dozed through it. I was bitterly disappointed. My mind filled with visions of the huge man's massive hands roaming the voluptuous contours of his kingly bulk. I dug a hand...
When Dom shook me awake I felt like I had only just shut my eyes. He assured me that I had had my full three hours and added that I had better get moving if I wanted to eat before my next session. I somehow managed to drag myself out of bed and follow Dom's instruction to go down the hall to the showers. Scott was there and had everything I needed to get rea...
Part One Paul stopped me outside our high school gyn after last class. We were both seniors and skipped last class. He said, “You’re pretty good with a basketball. I was wondering if you’d like to stop by our church gym and shoot a few hoops after school.” I hesitated. “Jim, I mean Reverend Jim, most always plays with us. You’ll like him,” said Paul, “...
We pick up our jackets form the Bike Stop coat check, banter with the attendant who reaches out and tugs my nipples hard, then head for the door. As we pass the main floor bar a tall, muscled boy in leather chaps and harness reaches out and gropes me, smiling at Sir, who smiles back. Taking that as an invitation he grabs my collar and slides his tongue into...
It was early June in Kentucky and the vicious, sweaty heat was already taking its hold. Cooper pickup another bale of hay and pitched it to his brother on the wagon. The whole time he was muttering under his breath. He just came down for a visit to his parent's home in Pendleton County. Now he was stripped to the waist in borrowed jeans and his old work boot...
BY 2069 THE BLOWJOB IS NOT ONLY LEGAL, IT IS COMPULSORY! Swallow slopes into the sumptuous room where the three-member Tribunal is ready for him. The high luminescent ceiling is rippled coral. He slumps down into the chair facing the desk-curvature. "Ah yes, Swallow" says the central of the three, the tone of her voice making something of an attempt to put...
Thinking about it, I've decided that bringing Jell-O to a gathering of leathermen wasn't my big mistake. My big mistake was bringing it on the night that Master Trent was attending. I met up with him at an inopportune moment, when he was staring morosely at the refreshments table. The table looked pretty good to me. Martin, who's president of our little sub...