In 18- I decided it was time to head west. I was a young man who had spent the last year working in one of the "gentlemen's clubs", basically a whorehouse where men went to fuck other men, in New York City. I had been raised in rural Ohio as a member of an ultra-conservative/separatist religious sect and had no other plans in life than living out my life as...
*Author's Note: I wanted to tell this chapter from both perspectives. I tried to make the POV change as painless as possible. Please let me know what you think.* Chapter 4: Relocated Bobby filled my thoughts as I put my clothes in my dresser. I had been with Bobby everyday over the past few months and it felt like a piece of me left when he rode back home...
Older man Discovers –continued- Chapter 53 Last sentence chapter 52-"Bud is sucking and grunting" Fred is slowly and smoothly sliding his cock in and out of Buds ass pussy. All of this has been going on for almost fifteen minuets. Someone is going to cum soon. Bud pulls my cock from his mouth and shouts, "Oh yes, fuck me. Slide that log inside of me and...
It was a crisp, late November evening in Eastern Canada and we had just driven for an hour through back roads to our remote hunting site. My father-in-law, Edward, parked the truck in a tightly overgrown drive way of sorts, under cover of some trees. The rest of the way to the little cabin had to be by foot, and not just because the driveway was impassible,...
The new boy walked up the driveway, the rain adding to the darkness, and the fog offering a welcome blanket of privacy. Ringing the doorbell, he wondered what in his 19 years of curiosity had brought him here. Was it just curiosity? Was it a search for adventure? Was it just boredom? Or was it that the high school and university bimbettes that he'd already c...
You could tell how well Pastor Len thought his sermon went that day by how high he bounced on his feet during the benediction. If he thought it didn't go over well, he would only sort of pop up a tiny bit or rock on his heels. If he thought it was enjoyable, then he would hop up on the balls of his feet, hands outstretched and smile unrestrained, as he spoke...
It was the very first time with Jason so it was special for us both. "Is that okay, Pete? Jase asked as he gently pushed it into me. "Divine," I replied feeling the girth of his stiffness as I helped him to work it into me moving my hips. We'd tried several approaches but this was the best for Jase to gain the best access, me bent over the edge of the bed...
Gaio sat naked on the sill of the huge window looking out onto the landscape below. His back rested against the cool marble, while one leg was bent resting on the sill with his arm propped on his knee. His other leg hung off the side. He laughed as he watched the drama unfurling. He rubbed a hand over his tight muscled chest, patting it when he got overwhelm...
Who sat on a doughnut? Who sat on a doughnut Who put it there Right there -on the chair, raspberry jam all over you know where So sticky, its everywhere, on my jeans, my shirt It's here and there, even in my hair. And yes, on my Derry -air I am a raspberry jam red -alert Who sat on a doughnut Who put it there Who's the practical joker, d...
Author's Note: This story is largely inspired by the writer Sarkopheros, who helped me realize how much fun this kind of writing can be. If you're unfamiliar with his work, this will include things like hyper-sized cocks, cum inflation, and the like, as well as modified elements of Greco-roman mythology. Everyone, even the "boys," are over 18. Have fun...